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

Elder Bai and Elder Zhu walked down the mountain one after the other to begin preparations for the Alliance Conference.

After the two left, Lu Ya sat in the hall, playing with the pill, his eyes narrowed and a smile playing on his lips.

He didn't care that Han Lie was dead, nor did he care that the four disciples were dead.

The death of a few Nascent Soul stage cultivators among the more than two thousand members of the Golden Crow Sect was not a concern to him; what he cared about was the demonic energy within that pill.

The demonic energy of the Tribulation Transcending Stage.

He held the pill between his fingers and muttered to himself, "A demon in the Tribulation Transcending stage, interesting. The more chaotic the world is, the more advantageous it is for me."

He stood up and walked to a secret room at the back of the palace.

The secret room was not large. In the center was a futon, and in front of the futon was a black jade tablet with a three-legged golden crow carved on it.

Lu Ya knelt on the prayer mat and kowtowed three times to the jade tablet.

"Grandmaster, your disciple Lu Ya has cultivated for three thousand years, yet has been stuck at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage for five hundred years, never daring to step into the threshold of ascension," he raised his head, staring at the jade tablet, "Now that the Demon Race has appeared, the world is in chaos, and the Heavenly Dao will inevitably be overwhelmed. That will be my time to ascend to immortality. Even without the Heavenly Umbrella, I will surely succeed. Grandmaster, if the Immortal Realm has spirits, protect your disciple and ensure my safe ascension!"

After saying that, he respectfully kowtowed three more times!

Back in the main hall, he repeatedly pondered the words "path to becoming emperor."

Now that the demon race has appeared in the world, chaos is imminent. Isn't this a script tailor-made for him?

Turbulent times produce heroes, but he wasn't qualified to be a hero; he wanted to be an emperor, and even more so, an emperor of the celestial realm!

He was still thinking about something else.

At the Alliance Conference, who will attend and who will not?

Those who come and obey will be kept. Those who don't come and disobey will be killed.

Just like how the Golden Crow Sect achieved its current status by stepping on the corpses of the Heavenly Evolution Sect back then.

By the way, let's take this opportunity to stir up the matter of the demon race, make it known to the whole world, and make people panic.

When people panic, they need to find someone to rely on.

Who else could be such a powerful backer?

"The path to becoming an emperor..." he repeated, opened his eyes, and smiled.

Laughter echoed in the empty hall, creating an eerie atmosphere.

While the Golden Crow Sect was busy preparing for the alliance conference, the Cangwu Mountain was in the midst of a bustling relocation.

Shen Yifei has been running around non-stop for the past three days.

He first went to Huanzong to persuade Su Wuwang, and then went to Xuehun Sect to find Yin Wuxie, running back and forth between the two places.

Fortunately, both women listened to him. Although Su Wuwang called him a little beast, his actions betrayed him, and he agreed that very night.

Needless to say, Yin Wuxie moved out from underground to become a legitimate sect, and the entire Blood Soul Sect was so happy they wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

On the third day, all three families set off simultaneously.

More than 300 people from the Qingyun Sect, more than 200 people from the Hehuan Sect, and more than 200 people from the Xuehun Sect, totaling more than 800 people, set off for Cangwu Mountain at the same time.

The three teams met at the foot of Cangwu Mountain. More than 800 people stood at the mountain gate, a dark mass, looking up at the towering main peak of Cangwu Mountain, their eyes shining.

Shen Yifei stood at the front, with Luo Qinghe on his left and Su Wuwang on his right. Yin Wuxie stood next to Su Wuwang, and the four of them lined up in a row.

Behind them stood elders and disciples from their respective sects, making for a truly spectacular scene.

"This is Cangwu Mountain?" A female disciple of the Hehuan Sect covered her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise. "The spiritual energy here... my legs are weak."

"Why are your legs weak?" a male disciple chimed in. "Your legs are weak from last night's dual cultivation, aren't they?"

His words drew laughter from those around him.

The Blood Soul Cult members were even more exaggerated. A group of old guys who had been underground for countless years were excited to see sunlight, let alone such dense spiritual energy.

"This place is a million times better than that hole we have underground!"

"Master Yin is wise!"

"Long live Sect Leader Shen!"

Yin Wuxie turned around and glared at them, and the group immediately quieted down, but they couldn't stop smiling.

Shen Yifei glanced at the mountain gate; Gu Yunyan had removed the original restrictions on Cangwu Mountain.

"Alright, stop standing there." Shen Yifei turned to face the crowd. "There are six side peaks on Cangwu Mountain, one for each family. Now, the Qingyun Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Xuehun Sect will choose in that order."

Looking from afar, Luo Qinghe and his two companions saw that the six mountain peaks were roughly the same size. They chose the one they liked and led their men down to it.

The three teams marched up the mountain in a grand procession.

The main peak of Cangwu Mountain was occupied by the Tianji Pavilion, and Shen Yifei did not move.

Shen Yifei arrived at the main hall of the peak, where Gu Yunyan was waiting for him.

Seeing him enter, she stretched out her hand, "I've kept my promise, where are the thirty-seven pills?"

"Sect Master, what's the rush? Thirty-seven pills, do you think they're like fried beans? You think you can make them in one pot?"

Gu Yunyan put her legs down from the armrest, her bare feet touching the ground, and leaned forward, staring at him.

"You promised."

"When have I ever failed to keep my promise? I've made you reach the peak, haven't I?" Shen Yifei squatted down and held her bare feet.

Gu Yunyan knew this guy was teasing her again, so she kicked him away. "Stop grinning at me. When are you going to give me the pills?"

"Five days! Five days later, forty top-grade demon pills, not one missing."

"Why forty?"

"The extra three are interest." Shen Yifei chuckled. "I'm a man of my word when it comes to business. If I say thirty-seven, then it's thirty-seven. Consider the extra a gift from me."

Gu Yunyan snorted, "You're smart to know what's good for you."

"I may not be generous to others, but I must be generous to the Pavilion Master." Shen got up. "By the way, there's something else I want to discuss with you."

"explain."

"Can I borrow the main peak?"

Gu Yunyan frowned. "Main Peak? What are you going to do?"

"Look, they all have their own homes. I can't possibly still be living in that stone house, can I? If you shout again when we're together, more than 800 people will hear you."

Gu Yunyan kicked him in the shin again.

Shen Yifei grimaced in pain, while Gu Yunyan stood up and walked to the entrance of the main hall, her back to him.

"Actually, I've already thought it through. You can have the main peak, and the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion can move to the back mountain."

"The back mountain? Doesn't that area even have a decent yard?"

"We are few in number, we don't need such a large place." Gu Yunyan turned and glanced at him. "We are demonic cultivators, we should avoid contact with people from prestigious sects like you."

"Sect Leader, you're being too polite. The Blood Soul Sect is a heretical sect..."

"The nature of this is different. If people find out, those major sects will have a pretext to attack you. Unless there are special circumstances, our Tianji Pavilion generally does not show its face."

After Gu Yunyan finished speaking, she turned and left, her bare feet pattering on the stone slabs, the sound fading into the distance.

Shen Yifei stood at the entrance of the main hall, watching her figure disappear around the corner of the stone steps. This woman was a woman of her word; she would give way whenever she wanted.

The people from Tianji Pavilion acted quickly, and by that afternoon they had moved everything from the main peak.

Thirty-seven women, plus Gu Yunyan, totaling thirty-eight, each carrying a storage bag, lined up and walked towards the back mountain.

Song Hongliao walked at the very back, and paused briefly as she passed Shen Yifei.

"Wait for me in the stone house tonight!"