As he thought, Ye Kun couldn't help but ask, "Yang Chen, what do you need my help with?"
Yang Chen smiled slightly, "Elder Ye Kun, do you remember the demonic Qi you once injected into my body? You said it would help me with demonization."
"Well, I remember it. At that time, I thought that demonic Qi could help you. But now it seems I was overthinking." Ye Kun shook his head.
Yang Chen grinned, "You are wrong, Elder Ye Kun. The demonic Qi has indeed helped me. Not only did it help me, but it also did me a great favor. This time, I'm here to ask you for more of that demonic Qi."
Ye Kun was startled.
To him, this kind of demonic Qi was precious, but not something he couldn't give to others.
Comparing it with the elixirs that Yang Chen took, no matter how much demonic Qi he gave to Yang Chen, he wouldn't feel at a loss.
The only surprising thing was how his demonic Qi could help Yang Chen in such a way that Yang Chen couldn't forget about it and wanted more.
