He Mingxiao looked down at the person in his arms.

Nan Xian closed her eyes peacefully, her expression serene.

He carefully reached out and gently touched her cheek. The soft, smooth touch made his heart flutter slightly, and his anxious heart finally settled down completely.

Suddenly, a bright red light emerged from his chest, remarkably similar to the one in his dream, only fainter. It swayed and floated in the air for a moment before sinking into her brow like a clay ox entering the sea.

He Mingxiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly realized—

The light that pulled me back from the brink of death just now was Nan Xian's...

His chest felt as if it were instantly filled with a warm current, the scalding temperature making his heart surge, and he couldn't help but lean down.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a loud bang came from the doorway.

He Mingxiao looked up warily and instinctively pulled Nan Xian tightly into his arms.

The doors of the main building were blown open, and a disheveled but vigorous old man with white hair emerged from the smoke and dust. The blue light left over from the spell he had cast still flickered between his hands. His gaze swept across the hall and landed on the two people who were tightly embracing each other, and his movements were stiff for a moment.

After a brief silence—

"I am the head of the Cloud Central Hospital. You can call me Dean Wu." Wu Yan lowered his hands and took a few steps closer to them. "I heard that Nan Xian was taken away by a demon, so I rushed over to check on her. Are you... alright?"

He could tell at a glance that although the two people in front of him looked weak, they were not in any danger of death, and were even in better condition than the Situ family cultivators who were injured in the battle outside.

Upon seeing his movement, He Mingxiao immediately raised his hand to stop Wu Yan from continuing forward.

Given the precedent of a demon possessing and impersonating a human, and considering that both he and Nan Xian were not in good condition, if another treacherous person were to appear at this moment, it would likely be difficult for both of them. Therefore, He Mingxiao dared not be careless in the slightest. He cautiously said, "I have heard that the Wu family members all have their own unique family marks. Please reveal your identity."

Wu Yan smiled upon hearing this, not caring about He Mingxiao's wariness towards him. Instead, he looked at He Mingxiao with a hint of appreciation.

He raised his hand, his index and middle fingers together, the pads of his fingers touching his forehead, and then pointed sharply upwards, shouting "Out!" into the air.

His clothes fluttered without wind, and a banner with the character "巫" (witch) formed from spiritual energy appeared behind him, about three meters high, fluttering and exuding an imposing aura.

This is indeed the mark of the Wu family.

He Mingxiao immediately bowed to him, "This junior has been impolite. Greetings, Senior Wu."

Wu Yan raised his hand to retrieve the flag, smiled broadly, and said, "It's alright. In this situation, it's better for you to be cautious."

He Mingxiao nodded. "I wonder what the situation is like outside. Has that great demon been captured?"

At this, Wu Yan's smile vanished, and his brows furrowed with worry. He said, "The barrier has been rebuilt, and the Special Administration Bureau is coordinating with the humans who saw the Reflection Realm. But that demon—we only discovered it was just an avatar after we destroyed it. It used a diversionary tactic to lure us all away, and then took the opportunity to take Nan Xian away... By the way, how did you escape? Why didn't I smell the scent of other demons? Where is the demon that possessed Ahua?"

He Mingxiao looked down at Nan Xian, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, frowned, and pondered for a long time.

"Perhaps...they ran away on their own?"