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

Shen Yifei froze when he saw the two illusory figures approaching him.

The man was his father, Shen Changtian.

The woman was his mother, Youlan.

The woman who appeared in the illusion!

"Father... Mother..." Shen Yifei murmured.

The two illusory figures smiled at him without saying a word, but Shen Yifei could feel the love and relief in their eyes.

He tried to reach out and grab them, but the two illusory figures vanished slowly in front of him like smoke.

Shen Yifei knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"Father... Mother..." he called out again and again, tears blurring his vision.

Ao Ying sensed his unusual behavior and asked in a low voice, "Yifei, what's wrong?"

Shen Yifei wiped away his tears, took a deep breath, and stood up. "It's nothing, it's just... I saw something."

He turned his head and looked towards the high hall. Only Yun Zhonghe remained there; the phantom images of his mother and father had vanished.

But Shen Yifei knew they had been here.

They came to see him.

"Bowing to the parents a second time!"

The emcee's voice rang out again.

Shen Yifei and Ao Ying bowed again towards the altar.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

The two turned around, faced each other, and solemnly bowed down.

"Send them to the bridal chamber!"

Amid cheers, Shen Yifei took Ao Ying's hand and led her into the bridal chamber in the back hall.

The new room was decorated extremely luxuriously, with red everywhere. The quilt on the bed was embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns, and a pair of red candles sat on the bedside table, their flickering flames casting a warm glow throughout the room.

Shen Yifei helped Ao Ying sit down on the edge of the bed and reached out to lift her red veil.

The face beneath the red veil was so beautiful that it made him hold his breath for a moment.

Ao Ying wore light makeup today; her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, her lips like cherries, and the blush on her face was even more delicate than rouge. She sat gracefully by the bed in a bright red wedding dress, like a blooming peony, breathtakingly beautiful.

"Ying'er, you look so beautiful," Shen Yifei said sincerely.

Ao Ying's face turned even redder. She lowered her head and whispered, "You...you shouldn't stare at me like that."

"If I don't stare at you, who else am I staring at?" Shen Yifei sat down beside her, took her hand, and said, "From now on, you're mine."

Ao Ying raised her head, glanced at him, and said with a hint of shyness and tenderness in her golden eyes, "I've been yours for a long time."

Shen Yifei chuckled and reached out to pull her into his arms.

That night, the spring breeze blew a few times, and the red candles flickered.

The next morning, Shen Yifei was woken up by Ao Ying.

"Get up, it's time to serve tea." Ao Ying nudged his shoulder.

Shen Yifei opened his eyes and saw Ao Ying's stunningly beautiful face. He couldn't help but kiss her forehead again. "Sleep a little longer. You were exhausted last night."

"What are you tired of? I'm the one who's tired, okay?" Ao Ying rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.

Shen Yifei chuckled, sat up, and hastily put on his clothes.

After washing up, the two left the bridal chamber.

Inside the main hall, Luo Qinghe, Su Wuwang, and Yin Wuxie had already arrived and were chatting and drinking tea with Yun Zhonghe. Upon seeing Shen Yifei and Ao Ying emerge, the three quickly stood up and bowed to Ao Ying.

"Greetings, Second Princess."

Ao Ying quickly returned the greeting, "You're too kind, sisters. We're all family now, no need to be so formal."

Luo Qinghe and the other two exchanged glances, a hint of satisfaction in their eyes. This second princess of the Dragon Palace didn't seem to be the type to be spoiled and willful; she was quite easy to get along with.

Yun Zhonghe held his teacup, watching this scene with a smile, feeling incredibly happy inside.

After serving the tea, Yun Zhonghe set off for home. Ao Ting stayed behind, saying he wanted to stay for a few days and have some fun.

Shen Yifei naturally welcomed him; his brother-in-law was very helpful in crucial moments.

Life after marriage was very peaceful.

Shen Yifei spent his days handling sect affairs in the main hall of the main peak, and his evenings visiting other peaks in turn. He lived a fulfilling and comfortable life.

Although Ao Ying was a dragon princess, she was very down-to-earth and quickly became familiar with Luo Qinghe and the others.

Several women would gather together every day to study elixirs, spiritual fruits, clothes, and jewelry, creating a lively atmosphere.

The only thing that gave Shen Yifei a headache was the mind-controlling seed inside his body.

This thing would fluctuate within him from time to time, as if it were searching for something.

Shen Yifei thought to himself, this thing is a ticking time bomb, I have to find a way to get rid of it.

Recently, Gu Yunyan and Ao Ting have been sending people out to gather intelligence about the Phoenix Clan, and Yun Zhonghe sends people over as soon as he gets any news.

As the information gathered, Shen Yifei actually found some clues.

Phoenix City is the largest trading market in southern Xinjiang, named after Phoenix Mountain, which it is located near.

Recently, the market transaction volume has suddenly surged, reportedly due to the emergence of several large clients who make substantial purchases each time.

Shen Yifei recalled what Yun Zhonghe had said: the Wutong Secret Realm opens once every hundred years, and a large amount of resources must be purchased each time. Could this surge in trading volume be due to this reason?

Shen Yifei felt he should go and see it; otherwise, he would have to wait another hundred years.

The next morning, Shen Yifei bid farewell to the women and flew alone to the southern border.

The Southern Frontier is tens of thousands of miles away from Cangwu Mountain. Even with his cultivation level at the early stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, it would take him several days to fly there.

Along the way, he flew over mountains and rivers, over plains and forests, and the further south he went, the more humid and hot the air became.

We flew and asked around until we finally arrived in Phoenix.

Phoenix is ​​not a large city. Its walls are made of reddish-brown stones, and under the sunlight, the whole city looks like it is burning with flames.

Shen Yifei landed at the city gate, paid the entrance fee, and entered the city.

The layout of the city was somewhat similar to that of Binhai City. Shen Yifei strolled around, bought some unique medicinal herbs from the Southern Frontier, and then found an inn to stay in.

The guesthouse rooms have excellent views, overlooking the square not far away.

He decided to stay in Phoenix for a few days to get a better understanding of the situation before making any decisions.

That evening, Shen Yifei was meditating and adjusting his breathing in the inn when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.

He opened the window and looked out, only to see a crowd gathered in the square. In the middle of the crowd stood a tall pillar, with a young woman tied to it.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, extremely beautiful, and dressed in bright red, but she looked disheveled.

She kept her head down, her long hair covering half of her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

A middle-aged man in a brocade robe stood beside a pillar, holding a whip in his hand, and was saying something to the crowd of onlookers.

Shen Yifei listened intently and roughly understood what was going on.

It turns out that this woman was caught stealing in Phoenix and was to be paraded here for three days before being sold to slave traders.

Shen Yifei originally didn't want to get involved in this matter, but when he saw the woman, he felt that something was wrong.

Although the woman looked disheveled, there seemed to be something special about her aura.

After thinking about it, Shen Yifei decided to go downstairs to take a look.

He walked into the square, squeezed into the crowd, and looked at the woman who was tied to the pillar.

The woman seemed to sense his gaze, and looked up at him.

The moment their eyes met, Shen Yifei felt a sudden jolt in his dantian.

The bewitching seed within him suddenly became active, rapidly coursing through his meridians.

Shen Yifei was startled and quickly steadied himself, looking at the woman.

The woman's eyes gleamed with a faint golden light in the moonlight.

Phoenix Clan!