Meng Huai stood at the street corner, unable to conceal a worried look upon hearing the piercing screams coming from inside. Was Ye Qiu truly alright, so recklessly absorbing the Fierce Ghost's Ghost Energy?
The little ghosts around watched the towering Ghost Energy with both fear and longing. To them, it was a substantial nourishment, but now, with the strongest Fierce Ghost of this district about to dissipate, they didn't dare to make a move.
"Leave now, unless you wish to be reduced to ashes," Meng Huai scolded, and a crowd of little ghosts scattered in an instant. Ghost Energy was important, but their lives were more so.
Dawn was breaking, and Ye Qiu finally floated out of the building. Her body was enveloped by an immense amount of Ghost Energy which seemed very unstable, as if she herself was on the verge of being consumed at any moment.
"Let's go," Ye Qiu commanded with bloodshot eyes, her tone filled with hostility.
