With a sigh, Jin Wen walked over towards one of the walls and dragged his palm across the sharp edges of unfinished stone embedded in the wall.
"Let me help you!" Jin Wen exclaimed as he walked over and tried to put the fire out with the use of his blood.
Fu Jie's lips curled up into a small smile as he nodded his head and thanked the man.
'Master, speak after me,' HuiXieye spoke with a sigh as the sword guided Fu Jie.
Fu Jie closed his eyes and started chanting something that could not be heard by others.
The sword seemed to be well aware of what to do in such a situation and since HuiXieye was considered to be a pretty old treasure, Fu Jie did not find its knowledge about this suspicious.
If they were to put the fire out with their own blood, there was a slight problem they would be facing and in order to eliminate that problem, HuiXieye was making Fu Jie chant a special incantation.
