The demon race has no skills, and cultivation depends entirely on understanding.

But Chen He is a genuine person, of course he doesn’t have this kind of understanding!

"Then can you still practice Reiki?"

Xiao Tao frowned. It was obviously the first time she heard that humans could cultivate demonic energy.

"Yes."

Chen He nodded, grabbed the small hair bun, and said embarrassedly: "But my cultivation speed is slow, and it is difficult to level up every time."

Fortunately, the people from Xuantian Sect who had witnessed Chen He's speed of advancement were not here, otherwise they would have been furious.

Junior sister, don’t you feel guilty about what you said?

Is Chen He guilty?

Of course not.

If it weren't for her unusual physique, her cultivation speed would actually be much faster.

But the demand is too great and cannot meet the needs of advanced users.

Since Xiao Tao discovered it, Chen He no longer restrained himself and absorbed the evil spirit openly.

Xiao Tao only felt that the demonic aura around her was gradually fading, and even the demonic plants were gradually showing signs of withering.

Xiao Tao, whose eyelids were twitching, hurriedly pulled Chen He's hand, her face changing drastically.

"Xiao He, if you need a strong demonic energy, I know a place that's suitable for you."

Please show mercy, these monsters still need to practice. If their demonic aura becomes weaker, they will just return to their original form.

"Sister Xiaotao, you are so kind. Please tell me where it is."

Realizing that the koi in her dantian was throwing a tantrum, Chen Jiao quickly used her spiritual sense to calm it down.

It was precisely because of the lack of demonic energy and devilish energy that Chen He did not absorb so much spiritual energy when he was at the Rong family last time.

What a waste!

Between drinking rice washing water or eating dry rice, Chen He of course chose to eat until he was full.