Originally, a Purification Spell would have sufficed, but Yu Fanxin didn't want Jiang Lai to feel that he was being perfunctory after she woke up, so he placed a bowl of clear water by the bed, dampened a towel by hand, and began wiping the traces off her face.
The medicine from Heavenly Pity Immortal Venerable worked, and the places where Jiang Lai was scorched were recovering at a very rapid pace. Physical recovery was the simplest thing; Yu Fanxin knew that the most difficult part was the damaged Immortal Bone.
After being struck by sixteen bolts of Heavenly Thunder, Jiang Lai's thousand-year cultivation was practically wasted. In the future, even a newly initiated disciple on Qimeng Mountain could crush her with a single finger.
Thinking of this, Yu Fanxin's brows furrowed even tighter.
