After bidding farewell to Yan Xi, Zhiran quickly returned to his place, closing the door and operating the array for security.
Only when he made sure that he was alone did he finally sit down on a futon before taking out the ring given to him by Yan Xi.
'I hope this is enough to get Xueyin to wake up… otherwise, I might need to search another way.'
He asked for this recovery treasure, saying that he hurt his soul during the foundation realm breakthrough.
So, he didn't know whether that much was enough for Xueyin, who was in a coma.
'Welp, this is still better than nothing. At least, it will stabilise her state, won't it?'
Zhiran thought and slowly took out an exquisite box from the ring, shimmering with a faint, refreshing aura.
Even though it was just an ancient sandalwood box with jade inlays, Zhiran felt refreshed just by its scent.
'Good stuff. Yan Xi really knows her stuff.'
