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

Chen Yunhe released his grip and took half a step back.

"His dantian is quite good, late-stage Nascent Soul, very solid."

"Thank you for the compliment, Elder Chen."

Shen Yifei smiled innocently, but inwardly he was cursing. This old bastard was more powerful than he'd imagined—a half-step Mahayana cultivator. If that spiritual energy had truly intended to destroy his dantian, he wouldn't have had a chance to resist.

Fortunately, the demonic energy from my dual cultivation with Bai Lu and Leng Shanyue had long been purified, otherwise this old guy might have discovered something amiss!

"However..." Chen Yunhe's voice deepened, "There are several chilling energies in your dantian! That's very strange!"

When Shen Yifei heard him mention only the cold aura, he felt relieved. "Elder Chen, you may not know this, but my wife, Luo Qinghe, cultivates the Ice Heart Technique. When we cultivate together, it's inevitable that I'll be exposed to the cold aura."

Chen Yunhe looked at Xie Liaochen, who nodded in agreement.

"There are other chilling energies as well..."

"Elder Chen, everyone has their own secrets about cultivation. You wouldn't easily reveal your cultivation method to others, would you?"

Chen Yunhe narrowed his eyes and stared at Shen Yifei for a long time. He didn't expect this kid to be so sharp-eyed and quick-witted, contradicting him in front of Xie Lechen!

Although this kid's words were barbed, there was nothing wrong with them. In the cultivation world, whose cultivation method doesn't have some secrets? His Golden Crow Sect's cultivation method is even more wicked, absorbing the true fire of the sun to refine the body; outsiders would think it's practicing demonic arts.

Those secret and forbidden techniques that can't be seen in public are even more shameful. The twins who suffered a loss in the Hundred Thousand Mountains last time are still keeping to themselves and don't dare to tell anyone what happened.

Xie Liaochen smoothed things over, saying, "Your Uncle Chen was just asking, son-in-law, don't take it to heart."

Shen Yifei smiled and nodded, "I understand, Elder Chen is only doing this for the good of the sect. Well then, Sect Master, please rest well. I'll head back now; I still have matters to attend to at the pill room."

Shen Yifei carried the empty food box out of the bedroom, his smile gradually fading.

Half-step Mahayana, Golden Crow Sect. I haven't even gone looking for him, and he's delivered himself to me. Looks like I need to find a chance to kill him!

He quickened his pace and returned to Tingzhu Peak. He closed the door, and Liu Mengli floated out of the cauldron, her face deathly pale.

"I was terrified! That old man was too powerful. He was only at the half-step Mahayana stage, and his spiritual sense was stronger than anyone I've ever seen. If I hadn't run fast, I would be done for today."

"That old man has already become suspicious of me; we need to be careful from now on!"

"Master, should we run away? We can't do this job anymore. That old bastard has his eye on you; he'll find out sooner or later that I'm the one behind this."

Shen Yifei thought for a moment, "Don't go out for the next two days. Stay in the cauldron and do your job. Put Xie Chen's situation aside for now."

Liu Mengli shrank into the cauldron. "What have I been doing these past few days? They won't let me out, I'm so bored!"

"Are you bored?" Shen Yifei glanced at her. "You should hurry up and gather your spiritual energy. Something big is coming up in a few days."

"What's the big deal? Tell me quickly!"

"Find a chance to teach that old bastard a lesson."

"Are you crazy? A half-step Mahayana cultivator, you think you can take him down?"

"I never said I wanted to fight him," Shen Yifei chuckled. "I have other ideas."

Liu Mengli stared at him for a long time. "What mischievous idea are you thinking of now?"

You'll find out then.

For the next two days, Shen Yifei went to the pill room as usual to refine pills, distribute medicine to his disciples, and deliver ginseng soup to Xie Liaochen.

Business as usual.

But Chen Yunhe would squat on the mountain opposite Tingzhu Peak every night, his divine sense covering Tingzhu Peak completely.

Shen Yifei also knew that Chen Yunhe was squatting outside.

He lay on the bed, eyes closed, breathing steadily. He dared not release his divine sense; the divine sense of a half-step Mahayana cultivator was far stronger than his own, and to release it would be tantamount to suicide.

Liu Mengli huddled inside the Cauldron of All Things, not daring to breathe.

"Master, is that old man still watching you from outside?"

"Yes, for several days in a row, they've been quite patient!"

"He's always squatting there, so we can't do anything."

"If I can't do it, I can't do it. It'll be good for me to recuperate. Mengli, how did you become so strong?"

"Master, I've always been this strong, I just never had the chance to unleash it before. Now, cultivating with you, my abilities have increased considerably!"

"Were you just pretending to be weak all along?"

"It's not that I'm pretending to be weak, I really am. But now I'm strong, aren't I?" Liu Mengli said matter-of-factly. "Master, you should be happy. Now that I'm strong, I can help you do even more bad things."

"When did I say I was going to do something bad?"

"You do bad things every day."

Shen Yifei was too lazy to argue with her, so he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Liu Mengli suddenly said, "Master, that old man is always squatting there. Xie Chen stopped for a few days, but he should be recovering soon. Once he recovers, your reputation as a divine doctor will be ruined. The others in the Qingyun Sect will also recover quickly, and all our efforts will be in vain."

Shen Yifei opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems I still need to call Bai Lu and Leng Shanyue over to help. They should be able to handle Chen Yunhe, right?"

Liu Mengli was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Master, have you lost your mind? An early-stage Mahayana cultivator fighting a half-step Mahayana cultivator? A half-step Mahayana cultivator is basically a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, not even touching the threshold of Mahayana. An early-stage Mahayana cultivator fighting a peak Nascent Soul cultivator is like beating a grandson. One of them would be enough!"

Shen Yifei nodded, feeling that his question was a bit silly. Actually, what he was thinking about was who he should call over.

Calling one person separately reveals the closeness of the relationship, and the other person will definitely follow suit, but who knows what will happen to them?

Using all the snake scales and fox fur at once would be a waste.

This choice is essentially a life-or-death decision. Especially for women, one mistake can have lifelong consequences.

Finally, Shen Yifei made up his mind to have a fight with Chen Yunhe first!

When he told Liu Mengli about his decision, she only said three words: "I'll go with you!"

A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator fighting a half-step Mahayana cultivator is like throwing an egg against a rock; the probability of being killed with a single blow is very high!

Liu Mengli understood that Shen Yifei's choice at this moment was not actually for that life-threatening question. He had a deeper idea. He had to face the Golden Crow Sect sooner or later. He was testing the waters with Chen Yunhe first. Bai Lu and Leng Shanyue were his trump cards and could not be used until the very last moment.

Shen Yifei recalled that when he was in the Ten Thousand Mountains, he was able to withstand an attack from Leng Shanyue with 50% of her strength, which is why he had this idea!

Without further ado, let's get started!

"Mengli, come out and hide on me, I'll lure this old guy away!"

Liu Mengli floated out of the cauldron, her face still a little pale. She was genuinely frightened. If Shen Yifei died, she wouldn't survive either, as the two of them were bound by a divine-ghost contract.

"Are you really sure? You're only half a step into Mahayana, I could slap you into a meat patty."

"Whether it will kill me or not is another matter. Back in the Ten Thousand Mountains, even Leng Shanyue at half her strength couldn't hurt me. No matter how strong Chen Yunhe is, can he be stronger than her?"

"That was because Leng Shanyue showed mercy."

"I'm only holding back 50%. At most, a half-step Mahayana cultivator's strength is equivalent to 20-30% of an early Mahayana cultivator's strength. I can withstand it."

Shen Yifei pushed open the door and flew directly towards the Ten Thousand Mountains without the slightest hesitation!

On the mountain opposite Tingzhu Peak, a dark shadow flashed and followed.

Chen Yunhe was meditating, checking on things every now and then with his divine sense. But he couldn't stand using his divine sense all the time.

When he saw Shen Yifei leave, and that he was enveloped in a faint demonic aura, he couldn't contain his joy.

"Kid, you've finally shown your true colors!"