At that moment,
an eerie aura circulated through the grotto.
Bloody tears streamed from Bǐ Nǚ's eyes, and blood spread from all seven of her facial orifices. Her expression was terrified, disordered, crazed, and fearful.
She seemed to have glimpsed the face of the uncanny, suffering incomparably severe contamination and corrosion.
"Quick, cover her with your Demon Power aura!"
Bai Ling spoke anxiously.
Su Changsheng dared not hesitate. With no time to consider what Bǐ Nǚ had just said, he released a surge of Demon Power and enveloped her completely.
As a precaution,
after releasing that surge of Demon Power, he immediately severed his connection to it, afraid the uncanny contamination would spread along it to him.
Once he had done all this,
the gathered yao watched Bǐ Nǚ anxiously. Perhaps Su Changsheng's protection had taken effect, for her crazed, disordered, seemingly uncontrollable emotions gradually settled.
Her seven orifices stopped bleeding as well.
Finally, tiny black pupils appeared in her deathly white eyes, and the green light receded.
"Hah, hah!"
Bǐ Nǚ returned to normal and began panting violently, though she still looked shaken.
Only after a long while did she tremulously ask, "I... what did I just say?"
She actually remembered nothing of what she had just said.
Every yao present was startled. In the end, the experienced and knowledgeable Spirit Plant Shop stallholder carefully examined Bǐ Nǚ's condition first, confirming that she had suffered no further contamination before saying:
"It's amnesia!"
"After glimpsing the truth of the uncanny, aside from the instant of that glimpse, some force wipes the memories of all the remaining time from the mind."
"It's nothing serious. A few days' rest will do."
Having said this, the stallholder examined Bǐ Nǚ's eyes again and marveled, "Incredible. It seems those special eyes of yours really