Chapter 261: Where the Spirit Beast Went (5)
‘What Moji and Soji expelled must be the residual energy of what they consumed—one filled with a mystical energy, and the other brimming with murky, turbid qi. Looks like a buildup of foul essence.’
When I answered Hwa-eun’s question, she looked at me with wide eyes.
Then, in a startled voice, she asked,
‘Wait—does that mean one is a spiritual elixir, and the other... a demonic pill?’
‘Spiritual and demonic elixirs?’
‘Yes! Moji and Soji have helped us recover internal energy before, right? So one of them would naturally be a spiritual elixir. And the one full of turbid qi must be soaked in demonic energy. That makes it a demonic pill—madan!’
For an ordinary martial artist, the demonic one would be as good as poison, but if any dark practitioners—those who harness demonic energy—caught wind of this, it’d be a treasure they’d kill for.
At her explanation, this time it was my eyes that widened.
I’d heard of martial artists who deliberately used turbid qi that others tried so hard to expel from their bodies, though such qi was said to be so explosive in nature that only those with a bloodthirsty or violent disposition could endure it.
Basically, they turned into full-blown psychopaths of the martial world.
That’s why any practitioner of demonic arts was usually hunted down and exterminated.
But to those types, this would be a priceless treasure.