The tall and stalwart Wang Xuan, dressed in a soft robe, still carried the scent of baby milk because the child often climbed up and down on him.
With a faint smile on his face, accompanied by a trace of casual elegance, Wang Xuan appeared to be just an ordinary young father, not so magnificently imposing.
It seemed that he had just been taking care of his child, immersed in the worries and happiness of new fatherhood, with little time for cultivation, hence his hurried appearance upon encountering a foe.
"Junior brother is here." Senior brother Wu Zhutian smiled; with little junior brother around, who among the aliens could be his opponent in the same realm?!
Morgan Valve Master said to He Fang, "You have a good disciple. He was recently married and had a child, but upon hearing of the sect's troubles, he stepped forward without hesitation. He is indeed the Immortal Martial Taoist."
Wang Xuan's arrival caused many eager Earth prodigies to hold back their impulse to make a move.
