The Holy Emperor was back. He respectfully walked next to Li Nianfan and said in a troubled voice, "Mr. Li, my daughter's traumatized."
"Sigh. There must've been something terrifying in the battlefields."
Li Nianfan softly sighed. Then, he looked at Ziye, "Even Goddess Ziye can't do anything about this?"
Ziye hurriedly said, "If the body was injured, there'd be medicine to cure it. But Lady Shiyu lost her soul. I can't offer my help."
Li Nianfan frowned.
He groaned.
To be honest, he was surprised that the Immortals could not help her. He felt unconfident.
'Can I really cure her?' Li Nianfan self-doubted.
Zhong Xiu carefully observed Li Nianfan. She asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Li, do…do you have any methods?"
"I have a method in mind. However…" hesitated Li Nianfan. He continued, "However, it's an ordinary method that isn't mainstream. I'm afraid it's not very hopeful."
'Another ordinary method of curing?