“That is a demon.” Liu Su, who had regained her ability to sense demonic energy, couldn’t hold back her excitement. “I can feel the presence of its aura.”
Qin Yi always thought that sensing demonic energy was quite a fascinating thing. Once demons transformed, they were no different from humans, lacking the putrid smell of animals. Just like Nie Ling and Cheng Huang, one gave off a fresh fragrance, while the other was captivatingly sweet. Each had their own unique scent. How exactly does one distinguish the presence of a demon...?
So he asked.
Liu Su snapped back, “Who told you it’s something you smell? The cultivation foundations of demons and humans are different, and so the energies they produce are different as well. This is identified using spiritual perception, not your nose!”
“Well then, what was that demon just now?” he inquired.
“That’s a type of rat, a good ingredient,” she replied.
“Ingredient...?”
“Yes, it tastes good, and after conversion, it can even enhance your affinity for lightning. If it was that Cheng Huang who loves to eat it, she might have already stewed it. No wonder she wouldn’t dare enter the demon city…”