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

Xie Liaochen smiled wryly, "Senior brother, it's a long story."

Chen Yunhe walked to the bedside and sat down, placing his hand on Chen Yunhe's wrist. He probed the wrist with his spiritual energy and frowned.

"Your vital essence is severely depleted. What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything," Xie Liaochen sighed. "I dream about women when I sleep, and when I wake up I lose my virility. It's been like this for almost a month now."

Chen Yunhe stared at him for a few moments.

"You, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, can't even lock in your primordial yang?"

"It can't be locked. We've used restrictions and formations, but it still won't lock us."

Chen Yunhe released his grip, stood up, and took a few steps around the room.

"Is the entire sect like this?"

"Yes, there are hundreds of people, from top to bottom, all of them are like this."

"When to start?"

"After Shen Yifei returned."

Chen Yunhe stopped in his tracks. "Shen Yifei?"

"Luo Qinghe's husband. He's from the Hehuan Sect and knows alchemy."

Chen Yunhe turned around and squinted at him.

"You mean, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator caused hundreds of people in the entire Qingyun Sect to have erotic dreams simultaneously? Including you, a mid-stage Deity Transformation cultivator?"

Xie Liaochen nodded.

"Impossible." Chen Yunhe shook his head. "A Nascent Soul stage cultivator's consciousness can't even enter your sea of ​​consciousness, let alone create a dream."

"I know it's impossible, but the facts are undeniable."

Chen Yunhe remained silent for a while.

"Have you been keeping an eye on him?"

"Zhao Xuan kept an eye on him for a few days, but found nothing unusual. He refined pills during the day and slept at night, never leaving the house."

"I'll personally guard it tonight."

Xie Liaochen breathed a sigh of relief. "Senior brother, thank you for your trouble."

Chen Yunhe waved his hand, walked to the window, and glanced outside.

"What's wrong with your Qingyun Sect these days? It looks like you've wandered into a pharmacy!"

"They're all taking Shen Yifei's medicine."

"What medicine should I take?"

"Suoyang Guyuan Dan. Take it and you'll stop dreaming."

Chen Yunhe didn't speak, but stared at the direction of Tingzhu Peak for a long time.

Upon hearing Zhao Xuan say that his junior brother was about to die, he made some simple arrangements for the Golden Crow Sect and then went directly to the Azure Cloud Sect.

Unexpectedly, my junior brother was tormented to the point of being in a terrible state by such an absurd matter.

This is too abnormal; something unusual must be going on. As someone who has dealt with demons for hundreds of years, his intuition tells him that something demon is behind this!

That night, Chen Yunhe concealed his presence and crouched on the hilltop opposite Tingzhu Peak.

His cultivation level was half a step into the Mahayana stage. Once he activated his concealment technique, he could even completely hide the fluctuations of spiritual energy.

A light was on on Tingzhu Peak. Shen Yifei paced back and forth inside, the lamplight casting shadows on the window paper. After a while, the light went out, and the courtyard fell silent.

Chen Yunhe's divine sense silently extended out, enveloping the entire Tingzhu Peak.

There was only one person's presence in the room. Shen Yifei was lying on the bed, breathing steadily, and was indeed asleep.

Chen Yunhe searched carefully three times, but found nothing unusual.

However, his divine sense detected something amiss in the courtyard. There was demonic energy, very faint, almost nonexistent. If he hadn't cultivated a technique specifically for tracking demonic energy, he wouldn't have been able to detect it at all.

Chen Yunhe remained silent and continued to keep watch.

It was just past midnight.

Chen Yunhe's divine sense detected a slight fluctuation.

It was very faint, passing by the edge of his consciousness and heading straight towards the main peak. He suddenly stood up and released his consciousness with all his might.

My divine sense detected a phantom drifting out from Tingzhu Peak. It was moving at an extremely fast speed and was very pale in color, almost transparent.

"Invisibility!" Chen Yunhe sneered.

He didn't make a move, but instead used his divine sense to lock onto the illusory figure and followed her towards the main peak.

When Liu Mengli floated into Xie Liaochen's bedchamber, she sensed something was amiss.

There was another person's presence in the room, a very powerful one, not from the Qingyun Sect!

Without any hesitation, Liu Mengli immediately retreated from the bedchamber. She had just stepped out when she encountered Chen Yunhe. Chen Yunhe was about to enter the bedchamber; he hadn't expected Liu Mengli to react so quickly, retreating almost immediately after entering.

"You monster, where do you think you're going!"

With a single palm strike, golden spiritual energy transformed into a giant hand, reaching out to grab Liu Mengli.

Liu Mengli was so frightened that her soul almost flew out of her body. If she were to touch that palm, her soul would be scattered.

Fortunately, Chen Yunhe reacted too slowly, and Liu Mengli dodged and ran fast, so his palm strike missed.

But as the palm wind swept across, half of Liu Mengli's demonic aura was dissipated.

She dared not look back and flew desperately toward Listening Bamboo Peak! Fortunately, it was close by. Liu Mengli plunged into the Cauldron of Myriad Things, sat cross-legged, and dared not move at all.

Chen Yunhe's divine sense locked onto Shen Yifei's hut again, but apart from the demonic aura he had just detected in the yard, he did not detect the aura of the demon from before!

Chen Yunhe searched the house again but found nothing.

The demonic aura vanished completely, leaving not a trace.

Shen Yifei lay on the bed, the blanket covering his chest, his breathing steady, not pretending to be asleep.

Chen Yunhe entered the dormitory, and Xie Liaochen hurriedly asked, "Senior brother, how is it?"

"There's a demon." Chen Yunhe sat down. "It ran out of your bedroom very fast and disappeared as soon as it entered Shen Yifei's courtyard."

Xie Liaochen's expression changed.

"I knew it was this kid who did it!"

"No evidence." Chen Yunhe shook his head. "I searched that room, and the demonic aura disappeared. Shen Yifei was indeed sleeping."

"What should we do then?"

"Tomorrow, call Shen Yifei over. I want to meet him myself!"

Xie Liaochen lay down and didn't sleep a wink all night.

Chen Yunhe didn't rest either, staying by Xie Chen's side the whole time. If his junior brother stayed like this for a few more nights, he'd be done for!

The night passed peacefully. As dawn approached, Chen Yunhe told Xie Liaochen to get some sleep. Xie Liaochen obediently slept for an hour, and during that hour, he slept soundly.

Early the next morning, Shen Yifei brought a food box to deliver ginseng soup.

Pushing open the door, he saw Chen Yunhe sitting on the edge of the bed and his expression froze for a moment.

"Who is this?"

Xie Liaochen leaned against the headboard. "My senior brother is Chen Yunhe, the Grand Elder of the Golden Crow Sect."

Shen Yifei's heart skipped a beat. "So the people chasing Liu Mengli last night were from the Golden Crow Sect. I was just about to deal with you guys, and now they've delivered themselves right to my doorstep!"

But his face remained respectful as he cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "Junior Shen Yifei greets Elder Chen."

Chen Yunhe didn't respond, but instead looked him up and down, his eyes like knives, trying to dig out some secret from him.

Shen Yifei remained calm, placed the food box on the table, opened the lid, and the aroma of ginseng soup wafted out. He ladled a bowl and brought it to Xie Liaochen, saying, "Sect Master, drink it while it's hot."

Chen Yunhe sat there without moving, watching Shen Yifei busy himself, his eyes never leaving him.

After serving the soup, Shen Yifei turned around and looked at Chen Yunhe with a smile.

"Has Elder Chen eaten? Would you like a bowl too?"

"No need."

Chen Yunhe's voice was as cold as ice. He stared at Shen Yifei's face, trying to find a flaw in his expression.

Shen Yifei's face was full of smiles, showing not a trace of guilt.

"What brings Elder Chen to the Qingyun Sect?!"

Chen Yunhe snorted, "I heard that the Qingyun Sect has been plagued by a strange illness recently, so I came to take a look."

"Oh dear, that's right. I don't know which evil spirit is causing trouble, but it's really messed up the sect. Luckily, I know how to refine a few batches of pills, which at least helped to stabilize things a bit."

"What kind of pills are you refining?"

"Suoyang Guyuan Pill. Elder Chen, would you like some? I'll get you two bottles."

Chen Yunhe didn't reply. He stood up, walked up to Shen Yifei, and put his hand on Shen Yifei's shoulder.

The spiritual energy suddenly surged in.

Shen Yifei didn't dodge, letting the spiritual energy circulate within his body.

Chen Yunhe's spiritual power was domineering and rampant, searching through his meridians and dantian.

The nascent soul in Shen Yifei's dantian sat cross-legged, with dark golden spiritual energy swirling around it; everything seemed normal.

There was no demonic aura, and nothing unusual.