Wan Qiao

Tumbling into the wall, Hui Yue groaned in pain as his head once more made contact with the stone wall. There was no blood this time. However, the pain was still severe, and everything spun around him making it impossible to see anything.

Right as Hui Yue was about to swear over his bad luck, he suddenly felt a gentle and warm energy move from his dantian cave. The green pearl was rotating around itself, and the energy which was stored within slowly made its way outside. It entered his meridians and then flowed into the body itself where it reached his head. Right in front of Wan Qiao, the blood which fell from the wound on his head, alongside his internal injuries from being tossed into a stone wall quickly healed themselves only leaving behind blood on his snow-white hair.