Ye Ling's words made Shenfeng feel a sudden chill throughout his body. As he looked at Ye Ling's serious expression, Shenfeng was certain he wasn't being deceived.
"Hey, Ye Ling, you better not be scaring me. My heart isn't very good, and I can't handle frights. Tell me, what is this bead?"
Shenfeng swallowed his saliva, thinking that if even Ye Ling took it seriously, how terrifying must it be?
"This is a Demon Core from the Demon Race, and it contains a terrifying amount of Spiritual Power. I think when you were stealing this Demon Core, that fearsome demon must have been in some kind of cultivation state."
"Otherwise, how could it have allowed you to steal its Demon Core? For a member of the Demon Race to lose their Demon Core is like a human losing their soul. Tell me, how long do you think you could live with it in your possession?"
