Ye Qingci, who had been rooted to the spot, turned to look at the black sphere in his hand, then at Ye Qingci again, and finally towards Abe no Seimei, who was looking back with a smile that was not quite a smile.
What's going on?
How had nothing happened, yet he had stumbled upon such a treasure for free?
Oh, that's not right, Yamata no Orochi is already dead; it's not that nothing happened, it's just that they arrived half a step too late.
"Rest assured, I haven't tampered with this thing, and he is a Demon God, so the Demon Core won't have as great an effect on him as it would on others."
It was only after hearing Ye Qingci's transmitted words that Su Chengyu felt somewhat relieved. He silently tucked the black sphere into his storage space within the Small Opening, and then Su Chengyu's gaze returned to Ye Qingci and Abe no Seimei.
For some reason, he always felt there was something odd about the atmosphere between the two of them.