Before long, Zhao Zilong saw a head spirit bone gradually emerge above Shi Nian's head.
"Zi Long..." At that moment, Zhao Zilong heard Meng Yiran's weak voice from behind him.
Zhao Zilong immediately walked over. Seeing Meng Yiran lying on the ground with lifeless eyes, looking utterly exhausted, he reached out to support her back and softly asked, "Yiran, are you alright?"
"Zi Long, you're okay? That's wonderful." Meng Yiran looked at Zhao Zilong, her voice extremely weak.
Zhao Zilong did not know what she had seen within the illusion, but his heart still warmed. Gently patting her back, he said, "Don't worry. I'm fine. Rest for now. I'll take you back to Lingling right away and have her treat you."
"Mm." Meng Yiran nodded lightly, then closed her exhausted eyes again.
Zhao Zilong understood that her spiritual power had been overly depleted. Mental injuries were more troublesome to treat than physical ones, but with Ye Lingling around, it should not be a problem.
Soon, Zhao Zilong walked over and snapped Shi Nian's head spirit bone off. Looking at the spirit bone in his hand, it was probably around twenty-five thousand years old—a very fine spirit bone.
However, this was a spiritual-type spirit bone, not the best possible head spirit bone for Meng Yiran.
In the original story, Yu Xiaogang had said this head spirit bone was especially suitable for Ning Rongrong. Should he give it to her when the time came?
Although he and Ning Rongrong had separated, Zhao Zilong still wanted to pursue her. However, he did not want to marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Let's talk about it later." Zhao Zilong quickly stored the spirit bone in his Soul Tool. He now possessed three spirit bones: the twelve-thousand-year Wind Demon Wolf right arm bone