"Spirit bone!"
Chu Qingtian spotted the spirit bone in Ling Bai's hand at once and leaned over with a grin. "Brother Ling, split half with me since we met!"
"Don't worry, you won't be left out!"
Ling Bai replied with a smile. Before setting out, the four of them had agreed to avoid disputes: whoever landed the final blow on a soul beast would receive its spirit bone, while the spirit bone's owner would compensate the other three at fifty percent of its market value for their hard work.
Although Ling Bai would not absorb this seventy-thousand-year torso spirit bone, several close friends around him possessed fire attributes. He could find a suitable opportunity to give it away in the future.
After storing away the Burning Sun Fire Dragon Soul Bone, Ling Bai took out the Angel Holy Sword and called Chu Qingtian over to divide the spoils.
There was a saying among the people of Douluo Continent: dragon meat in the sky...
Dragon meat on the ground, too!
This Burning Sun Fire Dragon had cultivated for seventy thousand years. It was an exceptionally rare and nourishing ingredient, while its dragon teeth, scales, horns, blood, and the like were treasures worth a fortune.
The two happily got to work dismembering it. Before long, the soul beast had been divided into four portions, exactly one for each person.
"You two are certainly quick with your hands."
Han Ruoruo had awakened at some point. Her starry black eyes curved into crescents, a faint smile flickering through them.
"Senior Sister, has the fire energy inside your body been cleared? Should I use my holy attribute to cleanse it once more?" Ling Bai asked with concern.
"No need." Han Ruoruo shook her head gently. "I've already neutralized the Burning Sun Fire Dragon's fire energy.