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

It's simply unimaginable that someone in the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm would be poisoned.

Shen Yifei asked, "What kind of poison? How serious is it?"

Xinghe's voice came from inside the cauldron, soft and gentle, "Brother, it's a very potent poison. I don't know its name, but this poison slowly erodes the soul, making a person increasingly devoid of emotion. In the end, the person becomes a mindless, emotionless, walking corpse."

After hearing this, Shen Yifei thought to himself, "No wonder Leng Rushuang looks like this. I thought it was because of the martial arts she practiced, but it turns out she has been poisoned!"

He looked up at Leng Rushuang standing on the big rock and suddenly felt sorry for the woman.

However, the thought that she was also a murderer involved in the siege of the Tianyan Sect stirred up some hatred in his heart, and a desire for revenge arose spontaneously.

Even after he tore Leng Rushuang's skirt and touched her calf, Leng Rushuang never got angry or laid a hand on him. Shen Yifei thought it was possible that the love threads of the Love Demon Seed were at work.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel emboldened and decided to give it a try!

Shen Yifei had an idea in mind, and immediately put on a harmless smile.

"Palace Mistress Leng, um... I really didn't mean what happened just now. How about I buy you a new dress?"

A maidservant beside Leng Rushuang sneered, "Can you afford to pay for it? This dress is woven from the silk of a thousand-year-old ice silkworm, worth a million spirit stones!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifei was so shocked he almost bit his tongue.

A million spirit stones? If I had known they were that valuable, I should have torn them up bigger earlier.

The maid wanted to say something more, but Leng Rushuang waved her hand, and the maid shut her up.

"What did you feed that thing just now?" Leng Rushuang asked.

This was the sentence Shen Yifei had heard most often since he met her! Her voice was still icy, but Shen Yifei could sense that her attitude towards him was completely different from that towards Ye Wuhen.

It turns out she was interested in these top-grade elixirs!

"Oh, those are pills, I refined them myself." He then took out two top-grade pills. He had refined some pills before coming to the Golden Crow Sect, just in case.

Leng Rushuang stared at the pill in his hand, a flicker of emotion appearing in her eyes.

In the entire Xuanbing Palace, it takes many years to refine even one top-grade one, and they treat it like an ancestor to be worshipped. But this guy just grabs them by the handful.

"You just said you made this yourself?"

"Yes, I refined them myself. I have some knowledge of alchemy and medicine. If the Palace Master doesn't mind, I'll give you these two."

After saying that, he tossed two top-grade pills to Leng Rushuang.

Two maids beside Leng Rushuang rushed forward, each taking one of the items and handing them to Leng Rushuang after confirming there was no danger.

Leng Rushuang looked at the pill in her hand, brought it to her nose and smelled it. It was indeed a top-grade pill, and the purity of the pill was extremely high. Only a true master could refine it.

"Sect Master Shen, you're only at the late Nascent Soul stage, yet you can refine top-grade pills?"

Shen Yifei smiled and said, "Miss Leng, my cultivation is not high, but I am exceptionally talented. I am blessed with natural talent, there's nothing I can do about it."

He deliberately changed his form of address, testing Leng Rushuang's bottom line step by step.

Leng Rushuang didn't care about his address and put the pill away.

Shen Yifei suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and pretended to be very surprised.

He took a few steps closer to Leng Rushuang, hovering around her as if he had seen something strange.

The eight maids were on high alert, watching his strange behavior, fearing that he would come up and tear the palace master's skirt again.

Shen Yifei circled around Leng Rushuang twice, sometimes frowning, sometimes shaking his head, his expressions as varied as if he were performing a theatrical piece.

"Sect Leader Shen, what are you looking at?" Leng Rushuang asked curiously.

Strangely enough, she herself didn't understand why, but looking at the grinning man in front of her, she couldn't feel a trace of disgust.

Logically speaking, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator tearing her skirt, touching her calf, and calling her "Cold Girl" was extremely disrespectful. In the past, she would have slapped him into an ice pop.

But today is different.

She always felt that there was something about Shen Yifei that attracted her, an inexplicable sense of closeness.

This feeling is absurd.

Leng Rushuang had lived for hundreds of years and had never felt this way about any man before.

Shen Yifei stopped and took a few steps closer. "Miss Leng, you've been poisoned."

Upon hearing this, the eight maids' expressions changed drastically.

"presumptuous!"

"Nonsense!"

"With the Palace Master's cultivation level, how could she possibly be poisoned!"

Leng Rushuang raised her hand to stop them, "Sect Leader Shen, please continue."

Shen Yifei glanced at the eight maids, while Leng Rushuang waved her hand, "You may all leave now and wait for me on the flying boat!"

After the maid left, Shen Yifei said, "I don't know what kind of poison you've been given, but it will slowly erode your soul, making you increasingly emotionless. In the end, you'll become a walking corpse."

These are Xinghe's exact words, but he doesn't know if they're right or accurate.

"How did you figure that out?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifei immediately understood what was going on.

She didn't deny it, which means she really was poisoned, and she knew it herself!

Shen Yifei felt relieved and immediately started making up nonsense.

"Miss Leng, I don't have many other skills, but I have a keen sense of smell." Shen Yifei pointed to his nose. "The scent on you is off. A normal cultivator's aura is clear and transparent, but you have a... how should I put it, it's like a thin film is wrapped around you, sealing something inside."

After saying that, he took a few more steps closer, and now he was only three steps away from Leng Rushuang.

He pretended to lean in and sniffed hard, "Hmm, that's right, you have poison in your body, it's sealed off all your emotions and desires!"

Leng Rushuang stared at him for a few moments, her eyes still showing no emotion, but Shen Yifei could sense that she was seriously considering what he had said.

"You're right, I was indeed poisoned."

"Miss Leng, how...did you get poisoned?"

Leng Rushuang didn't answer, but instead asked, "You can tell, can you cure it?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifei was secretly delighted. Wasn't this the perfect opportunity?

Healing, especially women, was his forte. Wasn't that how he won over Gu Yunyan? They were both at the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm; he might as well use the same healing techniques again.

Shen Yifei had a plan in mind, but a troubled expression appeared on his face.

"Miss Leng, it can be cured, but..."

"Speak freely." Leng Rushuang was greatly shocked when she heard him say that he could cure her poison.

Fifty years ago, he was secretly poisoned without his knowledge, and the person who poisoned him sent him an antidote once a year.

She had also tried to imagine what would happen if she didn't take the antidote; the pain was worse than being cut into a thousand pieces.

Now that this young man in front of her could actually detoxify her, she felt as if she had grasped a lifeline.

Shen Yifei pretended to hesitate for a long time, "My treatment method is a bit... hard to say."

Leng Rushuang frowned slightly. "What's so hard to say?"

Xinghe said with a grin inside the cauldron, "Brother, I understand now. This illness is easy to cure. I'll prescribe a medicine for you. You know how to make pills, right? Just make one for her to eat and she'll be cured."

Hearing Xinghe say this, Shen Yifei felt even more confident.

However, he didn't want an antidote. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "Miss Leng, this poison erodes the soul. To cure it, we need to force the poison out of the soul first. During the process of forcing the poison out, we need to... um... massage some acupoints."