Before long, Ye Lingling had finished treating her, and Meng Yiran had awakened as well.
"Are you alright?" Zhao Zilong walked over and asked with concern.
"My head still hurts a little." Meng Yiran massaged her temples with her slender fingers, easing the pain somewhat as she looked at Zhao Zilong. "Zilong, where's Shi Nian?"
"He's dead."
Ye Lingling spoke up then. "Yiran simply exhausted too much mental energy. I've healed her, but she'll still need several days of rest to fully recover."
"Thank you, Lingling," Meng Yiran said gratefully.
Qin Yin came out as well. "Alright, now that Yiran has recovered, everyone should go back and rest. The preliminary round officially begins tomorrow."
Before long, Zhao Zilong and Meng Yiran returned to their room. Zhao Zilong yawned and lay down on the bed. "I'm exhausted. Let's sleep."
Meng Yiran walked over and asked, "Zilong, you killed Shi Nian, didn't you? Why did you say your teacher killed him?" Although Meng Yiran's mental energy had been damaged at the time, she still remembered clearly that she had not seen Zhao Zilong's teacher at all. Vaguely, she remembered that it seemed Zhao Zilong had saved her.
Zhao Zilong frowned slightly. There was no need to lie to Meng Yiran, since she had been right there. He nodded gently. "That's right. I killed him."
"But don't go telling anyone about it, understand?" Zhao Zilong reminded her.
Meng Yiran was startled at first, but his next words left her confused. "Why?"
"The reason I was able to kill Shi Nian was largely luck, and my Byakugan happened to counter his martial soul severely." Zhao Zilong explained. Looking at Meng Yiran solemnly, he said, "If people found out that a mere Soul Ancestor like me could kill a Soul Saint, what would they think?