Frowning slightly at the sight, Yang Qing walked over to Luo Suyun, now in her saber form. His hand stretched forward and gently clasped around the handle. A steady stream of spiritual qi, filled with radiant colors, poured down from Yang Qing's hand, down the handle, then to the rest of the blade, and in no time the entire saber was coated in blue, white, orange, green, purple, violet, and yellow colored qi.
The blood pouring out stopped. The billowing steam rising from the saber ceased, and with it, the voices that had been repetitively screaming Suffer! Suffer! Suffer! went completely mute. The saber stopped trembling, and not long after, a red, much gentler mist poured out of it, dissolving its form as it once again reformed into Luo Suyun's human body, curled on the ground, looking as though she were already fast asleep.
