Su Nanzhi's forehead bore the mark of flame, present since birth, which later would fade on its own.
It would reappear only when she used her Life Fire.
Jiang Yu stared at the flame on her forehead, and when her wound no longer hurt at all, he released his hand.
"Azhi, be careful," he said.
Surprisingly, all of Su Nanzhi's injuries were healed by him.
But Su Nanzhi noticed that the light around Jiang Yu grew dimmer.
The healing took very little time, so brief that the group of ghost spirits opposite them seemed still to be discussing whether to eat Su Nanzhi whole or in slices.
Su Nanzhi even wanted to join in and ask whether steamed, braised, or fried wouldn't be more delicious?
But she really didn't have the time to delay any longer, so she picked up the Peach Wood Sword and cut through the chaos swiftly.
With the sword in hand and its tip pointed downwards, Su Nanzhi focused intensely and said, "Thousand Blade Edge, shatter!"
