The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Liu Mengli's eyes lit up after hearing Shen Yifei's words.

"Shall we make our move tonight?"

"Yes, let's start tonight."

Liu Mengli rubbed her hands together. "Okay, then I'll gather my spiritual energy first. This new bed is so comfortable!"

Shen Yifei circulated his spiritual energy, and the dark golden spiritual energy flowed through his body, while Liu Mengli's demonic power entered his meridians.

Liu Mengli's demonic power carried a coolness, unlike Su Wuwang's pure Yin energy. Su Wuwang's was icy, while Liu Mengli's was cool, like mountain spring water flowing over the skin.

……

……

Shen Yifei persisted for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Finally, Liu Mengli said, "That's enough. Three days' worth is enough to give Xie Liaochen a good dream."

"That's enough. Creating dreams doesn't require much spiritual power."

"Xie Chen's cultivation level is high, how can you create a dream for him? Won't something unexpected happen?"

"No problem, the key is to control his consciousness. He's in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, so his consciousness is strong. I need to use half of my spiritual power to suppress his consciousness and the other half to create dreams."

"Half suppression, half dream-making. Will he find out?"

"I can't detect it. A person's consciousness is not active when they are sleeping. I just need to sneak in and create a dream in their sea of ​​consciousness."

Shen Yifei sat up. "Okay. You can make your move tonight after Xie Liaochen falls asleep."

Liu Mengli floated back into the Cauldron of All Things. "Then I'll rest for a while. I'll get to work tonight."

Shen Yifei lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

He wasn't asleep; his mind was racing, trying to figure out the next move. Creating dreams was only the first step—to weaken the entire Qingyun Sect so he could make his move. But Liu Mengli alone wouldn't do; she could only create a few dreams at a time. With hundreds of people in the Qingyun Sect, how long would it take?

We need to find a way to let this situation fester on its own.

Shen Yifei rolled over.

Ideally, these people would believe that there was a problem with their cultivation. That they had gone astray, suffered a qi deviation, or had their vital essence leaking out. Such things are not unprecedented in the cultivation world.

Then he'll step in, providing the elixirs and treatment plans. Gradually, these people will have to listen to him.

As for Xie Liaochen, he'll have to be dealt with alone.

A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator isn't so easy to handle. We need to weaken him to a certain extent, to the point where he has no interest in managing sect affairs, to the point where he can only rely on Shen Yifei.

Lost in thought, Shen Yifei fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already dark.

Liu Mengli floated out of the cauldron, having changed her clothes. She wore a black gauze dress, which was partially visible through the fabric.

"Why are you changing your clothes?" Shen Yifei rubbed his eyes.

"Dress nicely when you're dreaming, and the dream will seem more realistic."

"He can't see you anyway."

"I'm happy with it."

Shen Yifei was too lazy to argue with her. He stood up, stretched his limbs, and walked to the window to look out.

The lights on the main peak were on. There was light coming from the direction of the main hall; Xie Chen must still be busy.

"Wait until midnight," Shen Yifei said.

"There's still an hour left." Liu Mengli floated onto the bed and lay down. "Come on, channel some more spiritual energy into me."

"Haven't you had enough?"

"Prepare more, just in case his spiritual sense is strong."

Shen Yifei glanced at her, took off his shoes, and got into bed.

This time, Liu Mengli didn't fuss for too long. Half an hour later, she floated up contentedly, her spiritual energy even more concentrated than before.

"That's enough this time." Liu Mengli licked her lips. "He'll be in deep trouble."

It's midnight.

Most of the lights on the main peak went out. The lights in Xie Liaochen's bedroom also went out.

Shen Yifei sat cross-legged on the bed, releasing his divine sense. His divine sense extended from Tingzhu Peak, crossed the mountain stream, and reached the back of the main peak.

There was no movement in Xie Liaochen's bedchamber.

Liu Mengli floated out of the cauldron and stopped in front of him.

"Master, I'm going."

Be careful.

Liu Mengli nodded, then disappeared and headed straight for Xie Liaochen's bedroom.

Shen Yifei's divine sense followed her the whole time. There was a soul contract between the two of them, so he could sense wherever Liu Mengli went.

It's just unknown whether Xie Chen can sense Liu Mengli's invisibility. If he is discovered, he won't be able to do anything!

The door to the bedchamber was closed. Liu Mengli squeezed through the crack in the door.

It was pitch black inside.

Xie Liaochen lay on the bed, his breathing steady. He was wearing a white undergarment, and the blanket was pulled up to his chest.

Liu Mengli floated to the bedside and looked down.

There was a point of light between Xie Chen's brows. That was the core of his divine sense, at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his divine sense was solid, and there was a point of light the size of a soybean between his brows.

Liu Mengli extended a finger and gently touched the spot of light.

Xie Liaochen frowned slightly.

Liu Mengli didn't move.

After a few breaths, Xie Chen's brows relaxed and his breathing became steady again.

Liu Mengli's spiritual power began to seep into his brow. Half of it suppressed his consciousness, while the other half built a dream within his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a cup of tea, Liu Mengli floated out of the bedroom.

She returned to Tingzhu Peak, her face a little pale.

"Did it work?" Shen Yifei asked.

"It's done." Liu Mengli floated back into the cauldron. "I'm exhausted. The divine sense of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is too strong. I used eighty percent of my spiritual power to suppress it."

"What kind of dream were you having?"

"you guess."

"Stop keeping me in suspense."

Liu Mengli poked half her head out of the cauldron, "I made him dream of dual cultivation with a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect. His wife has been dead for hundreds of years, and he's been pent up for it. He was incredibly energetic in his dream."

Shen Yifei chuckled.

"When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will find that most of his vital energy has been depleted. He will be listless and weak in the limbs. At the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it takes at least ten to fifteen days to replenish the depleted vital energy."

"Won't you have any doubts?"

"What's there to doubt? 'Dual cultivation in a dream, then ejaculation upon waking.' This kind of thing happens all the time in the cultivation world. He'll just think he's gone wrong in his cultivation and suffered a qi deviation."

Shen Yifei leaned against the headboard. "Okay, let's see how it goes tomorrow."

Liu Mengli floated out of the cauldron and snuggled into his bed. "Master, hold me while we sleep tonight."

"If I sleep with you again, Xie Chen isn't exhausted yet, but I am!"