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

The next day, after calming Luo Qinghe down, Shen Yifei went to see Su Wuwang and Yin Wuxie.

Su Wuwang was directing several disciples to move medicinal herbs into the warehouse when he saw Shen Yifei arrive. He quickly went to greet him, saying, "The medicinal herbs are almost all collected."

"Sister, you've worked hard." Shen Yifei took the account book from Su Wuwang and flipped through it. It was filled with detailed records of the quantities of various medicinal herbs that had entered the warehouse. "Good work."

"Of course, the Xuanbing Palace's token is very effective. The shopkeepers in those markets treat it like their own father, bringing out all kinds of medicinal herbs and even offering discounts."

"From now on, our Tianyan Sect and Xuanbing Palace will be allies." Shen Yifei lowered his voice. "This matter will be kept secret for now. Just keep it in mind."

Su Wuwang paused for a moment, then nodded knowingly. "I think your relationship with Leng Rushuang has gone beyond that of allies. You've been pampered by her to the Great Ascension Realm. Shouldn't you reward your sister? It wouldn't be in vain that I've put in so much effort for you."

Shen Yifei dared not refuse. These were his women. If he treated them like cattle and horses, he would do the same, though he would be more like a mule.

Yin Wuxie's side is also making good progress. The construction of the Tianyan Sect is proceeding in an orderly manner, changing every day.

The alchemy room has been officially put into use, and several talented disciples are working day and night inside, having already refined more than a dozen batches of high-grade pills.

Shen Yifei, of course, had to ensure that everyone received the favor equally and that no one was left out.

He once walked among a hundred flowers, leaving behind a glorious history of struggle in the Qingyun Sect, the Hehuan Sect, and even the Blood Soul Sect.

But things are different now; they've all become his subordinates, so he can't just mess with them one by one anymore.

Sun Yiran, Song Hongliao, and the others dared not approach him again.

This is the person who drove away Ye Qianqiu and has an unusual relationship with the Palace Master of Xuanbing Palace!

Shen Yifei eventually went to Gu Yunyan's place.

In the stone house on the back mountain, Gu Yunyan saw Shen Yifei enter. "It's not time yet, why are you here?"

"I came to see you and also wanted to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"The Heavenly Evolution Sect and the Profound Ice Palace have formed an alliance."

Gu Yunyan's brow twitched slightly. "Leng Rushuang agreed?"

"I agreed." Shen Yifei sat down opposite her. "But I asked her to keep it a secret, since now is not the right time to go public."

Gu Yunyan was silent for a moment, "I didn't expect you to have such methods, taking over the Xuanbing Palace so quickly."

"It's mainly because you have a strong backer," Shen Yifei said with a smile. "If it weren't for you supporting me, I wouldn't dare to associate with people like Ye Qianqiu and Leng Rushuang."

"Stop flattering me. We don't even know who's supporting whom," Gu Yunyan rolled her eyes at him. "You didn't come to me just to talk about this, did you?"

Shen Yifei hesitated for a moment, "I plan to go to Hundred Flowers Valley."

"Hundred Flowers Valley? Do you even know what that is? What are you going there for?"

"Find Hua Qianmei." Shen Yifei recounted the background information he had heard from Bai Lu and Leng Shanyue. "I suspect that Hua Qianmei knows about my past."

After listening, Gu Yunyan was a little worried, "Are you sure you want to go? Hundred Flowers Valley has never had a good reputation."

"I have to go." Shen Yifei said firmly. "I have to get to the bottom of my father's affairs and my mother's affairs."

Gu Yunyan stared at him for a long time, then finally sighed, "Alright, go ahead. Although Hundred Flowers Valley is a strange place, that woman Hua Qianmei shouldn't harm you."

How did you know?

"My intuition tells me that if she wanted to harm you, she would have done so after the Demon Extermination Conference. Why would she wait for you to go to her?" Gu Yunyan said, closing her eyes. "However, if I were you, I wouldn't have stayed in Hundred Flowers Valley for too long. There are too many women there."

Shen Yifei chuckled, "Don't worry, there's nothing to be afraid of where there are women. I know what I'm doing."

While Shen Yifei was busy running around on Cangwu Mountain, Lu Ya of the Golden Crow Sect was not idle either.

He traveled to several demonic sealing sites to prove one thing: Shen Yifei's origins.

The Golden Crow Sect, a secret chamber in the back mountain.

Lu Ya sat in the center of the secret chamber, with a water mirror in front of him. The scene reflected in the water mirror was the Tianyan Sect of Cangwu Mountain.

The water mirror reflected the outline of Mount Cangwu, but the internal details were unclear, as the protective array completely enveloped the area. Lu Ya stared at the water mirror for a long time, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Sect Master," Zhu Fugui's voice came from outside the secret chamber, "Master Ye is here again."

"Let him in."

The stone door opened, and Ye Qianqiu strode in. His face was ashen, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked ten years older.

"Alliance Leader Lu, you've kept me waiting for half a month!" Ye Qianqiu plopped down on the prayer mat, his voice hoarse. "Are you going to do anything about my son's matter?"

"Master Ye, please calm down." Lu Ya put away the water mirror and poured Ye Qianqiu a cup of tea. "I haven't been idle for the past two weeks. I've been investigating that kid's background."

"How's the investigation going?"

"I've found out." Lu Ya picked up his teacup and took a sip. "That kid is indeed related to the demon race. The demonic energy in his body is very pure. According to my speculation, he may have the blood of the demon royal family flowing through his veins."

Ye Qianqiu's expression changed. "The Demon Royal Family? Weren't they wiped out long ago?"

"In that war ten thousand years ago, the Demon royal family was indeed almost wiped out, and the entire Demon race was severely weakened. Their connection with the human race was sealed." Lu Ya put down his teacup. "But in the last hundred years, the seal has loosened considerably, and some disobedient demons have escaped from it."

Ye Qianqiu's expression darkened further. "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed." Lu Ya took out a recording stone from his pocket, threw it into the water mirror, and an image immediately appeared on the mirror.

In the scene, a veiled woman stands in a desolate mountain, holding an infant in her arms. The woman turns her head and looks over, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

"This is a recording stone that the Golden Crow Sect accidentally obtained near the sealed area back then." Lu Ya pointed to the woman in the image. "This woman is one of the demons who escaped from the seal. She is said to be the eldest princess of the demon royal family. If I'm not mistaken, the baby in her arms is Shen Yifei."

Ye Qianqiu stared at the pair of blood-red eyes in the image, a chill running down his spine.

"So that little bastard is really a remnant of the demon race?"

"No surprises, it's absolutely true. This information was leaked by an elder of the Demon Clan." Lu Ya put away the recording stone. "Master Ye, as I said before, this kid isn't so easy to deal with. He has the bloodline of the Demon Clan's royal family, the Thunder-Swallowing Beast protecting him, and the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion as his backer. If you try to force him, you'll be the one who suffers."

"What can we do then?" Ye Qianqiu cried out anxiously. "I can't just watch my son become useless like this, can I? If the incense of Wanjian Manor is extinguished, how am I supposed to face our ancestors after I pass away?"

"I have my own arrangements." Lu Ya stood up, walked to an iron box in the corner of the secret room, opened the box, and took out a palm-sized black token.