Moon Fairy paused for a moment at the request for medicine.0

"Close the door," the Desolation Marshal said with difficulty, leaning against the dark wall. She pulled out a white jade Bag of Holding and held it out to Moon Fairy.0

"I am at your service, Marshal." 0

With no room to refuse, Moon Fairy stepped forward.0

Up close, the ghastliness of the Desolation Marshal’s bloodied wounds was stark—likely the work of a barbed whip or chain, a sight that struck the heart with horror.0

Such wounds, spread over such a pristine body, unavoidably stirred pity. Who would dare mar such divinity?0

This was the Desolation Marshal, the commander of a 1,000,000-strong...0