Before this, Jelous had only sensed that unsettling aura from the corpses of Fallen Demon Beasts. Only after Ye Chuqi took this thing out did he realize that the discomfort was largely a sense of foreboding. It even stirred the agitation buried deepest in his heart, as though it wanted to drag out every hidden negative emotion and make him unleash his barely restrained killing intent the very next moment.
If such a tiny amount could cause such a drastic emotional change, what would the Beast Abyss Frontline become once this thing developed further?
Ye Chuqi had acted so quickly that Jelous soon regained his senses. He heard her say, "You must never let your guard down around this stuff. Right now, you have no way to protect yourselves against it. If it isn't dealt with as soon as possible, it will find another host and hide again."
At her words, Jelous immediately grabbed Ye Chuqi's hand, turning her fair, soft little paw over and examining it from every angle. Then he stared at her gravely, as though trying to determine whether she was suffering any adverse effects.
Ye Chuqi was still a little pale, an aftereffect of expending a great deal of Spiritual Power while controlling it so that it would not harm Ambrose, along with severely depleting her Divine Sense. This bit of demonic qi posed no threat to her at all, so Jelous's alarm was rather amusing.
"I'm fine, just a little drained." Ye Chuqi tilted her head to look at Ambrose. "How are you feeling now, Lord Ambrose? Your headache should be gone. I'll brew some medicine for the wound on your face in a little while."
"There's no hurry, no hurry." Seeing how exhausted Ye Chuqi was, as though she might faint at any moment,