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

Shen Yifei put Ao Ling'er down on the ground and helped her up. She was still very weak, so Shen Yifei let her lean on him.

Ao Ling'er didn't mind and quietly leaned against Shen Yifei's chest.

"Sister Ling'er, let me take a look at what this restriction is." Shen Yifei said, reaching out to check her pulse.

Ao Ling'er instinctively pulled her hand back. "How did you know my name was Ao Ling'er? How did you get my jade hairpin?"

She was, after all, the eldest princess of the Dragon Palace; even after being imprisoned for decades, her imposing aura remained.

Shen Yifei quickly released his grip. "Sister Ling'er, don't be nervous. My name is Shen Yifei, the sect leader of the Tianyan Sect, and also... also your brother-in-law."

Inside the Cauldron of Myriad Things, Liu Mengli was constantly monitoring the outside world. Upon hearing that the woman in Shen Yifei's arms was actually Ao Ying's older sister, she shouted, "Come out, come out! Come and get some gossip... Master is going to take in these twin beauties..."

As soon as she shouted, the women swarmed around her.

Hai Xue'er was initially a little embarrassed to look, but upon seeing Ao Ling'er's appearance, she was also stunned by her stunning beauty.

No wonder Shen Yifei didn't have any feelings for her. Look at the women around him, each with their own unique charm, while she seemed rather ordinary.

Hai Xue'er felt a little inferior.

Abao also came over, wanting to see what was going on. He was scolded by Liu Mengli and made to stand at the door of the alchemy furnace as punishment.

Outside the cauldron, Ao Ling'er was somewhat bewildered by Shen Yifei's series of titles.

He's both the sect leader and the brother-in-law; when did he even get a younger sister?

"Brother-in-law?" Ao Ling'er blinked her icy blue eyes, her brows furrowing slightly. "I have a younger sister?"

"Yes, Ao Ying, your second sister!" Shen Yifei quickly explained, "She is the second princess of the Dragon Palace, and I am her husband. Your third brother, Ao Ting, is now the Dragon King of the East Sea. Your father, Ao Ming, and your mother, Jing Ci, are both doing well, but they have always been thinking about you."

Upon hearing the name "Jing Ci," Ao Ling'er's body trembled violently, and a glimmer of light finally returned to her icy blue eyes. "Mother... Jing Ci..."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's the Empress Dowager!" Seeing that she finally reacted, Shen Yifei quickly pressed his advantage, "Your mother often talks about you, as does your father, and your third brother Ao Ting is always saying that if I can find you, he will give me half of the Dragon Palace."

Ao Ling'er remained silent for a while, seemingly trying to process this information.

"I...I think I remember some of it." She raised her head and looked at Shen Yifei. "I remember that day...I successfully transcended my tribulation and was about to ascend when suddenly someone appeared in front of me...wearing a white robe and a mask on his face..."

"The people of the Celestial Punishment," Shen Yifei continued, "they specifically target people the moment they successfully complete their tribulation, abducting them!"

"Immortal punishment?" A cold glint flashed in Ao Ling'er's eyes. Although she had been imprisoned for decades and her memories were sealed, a murderous intent instinctively surged through her body when she heard the words "immortal punishment."

"I...I remember now." She slowly raised her hand, looking at her palm. "That day, I successfully transcended my tribulation and was about to ascend when suddenly a white light enveloped me. Then a white-robed, masked man appeared before me. He said...he said..."

"What did he say?" Shen Yifei pressed.

"He said he was a celestial being sent to take my dragon essence as a tonic for the Ninth Princess. After that, I knew nothing more."

"The Ninth Princess?" Shen Yifei frowned. "The Celestial Punishment has a Ninth Princess?"

"It must be some important figure from the Immortal Realm," Xinghe's voice suddenly came from inside the cauldron. "Brother, I recognize this restriction."

Shen Yifei was taken aback. "You recognize it? How do you know about the restrictions of the Celestial Punishment?"

"Because the seal that bound me in the Valley of the Underworld was similar to this." Xinghe emerged from the cauldron, walked up to Ao Ling'er, and looked her up at her carefully. "Sister, have you successfully transcended your tribulation?"

Ao Ling'er nodded. Although she didn't know if she had successfully transcended the tribulation, the golden light and strange phenomena that filled the sky at that time were definitely not a problem.

Xinghe frowned, tapping her chin with her finger as she pondered for a moment. "Strange... Logically speaking, a cultivator who has successfully transcended tribulation should have immortal power within their body. But almost all of your immortal power has been drained, leaving only a trace of residual divine soul power to sustain you."

Shen Yifei was startled. "You mean, those people from the Immortal Punishment gang drained all the immortal power from her body?"

"It's not just her immortal power." Xinghe shook her head. "Most of her divine soul power was also extracted. If I'm not mistaken, when that person was extracting your divine soul, someone saved you and then sealed you here."

"Someone saved her?" Shen Yifei thought Xinghe's guess was a bit far-fetched.

Xinghe pointed to Ao Ling'er's head, "Brother, look at her brow."

Shen Yifei leaned closer to examine it closely and saw a very faint golden mark between Ao Ling'er's eyebrows, as thin as a hair. It was impossible to notice unless you looked very closely.

"What is this?"

"A sealing spell." Xinghe frowned. "I had a similar mark on my body when I was in the Valley of the Underworld, but mine was black, and this one is golden."

"Did someone secretly spare her soul during the divine punishment and then seal her here?"

"That should be the case." Xinghe nodded.

After listening, Shen Yifei remembered his father's words.

The people of the Celestial Punishment are searching for the Nine Demon Gods, and it certainly isn't for anything good. And some people, like my father, will definitely try to stop them.

This shows that the Celestial Punishment is not a monolithic entity; someone wants her to live.

However, the most important thing right now is to get my hands on the Soul Cleansing Grass.

"Sister Ling'er, let me take you into the cauldron to rest first. There are a few sisters inside, so you can get to know them."

Shen Yifei didn't wait for Ao Ling'er's reply. With a thought, he put her into the Myriad Things Cauldron. Xing He couldn't stand the cold outside, so she also went into the cauldron.

Ao Ling'er felt a blur before her eyes and found herself standing in an unfamiliar world.

Before she could react, Liu Mengli floated over, looked her up and down, and clicked her tongue twice, "Another little female dragon. Both sisters are beauties. Oh dear, if Master can't even tame one dragon, wouldn't he be driven crazy by two?"

"You...who are you?" Ao Ling'er felt a little uncomfortable under Liu Mengli's gaze.

"My name is Liu Mengli, you can just call me Mengli. Come, let me introduce you. This is Xinghe, nicknamed the Immortal Doctor. This is Mo Ran, Princess of Beiming. This is Hongxiu, Master's wet nurse... um... Master's stepmother... and this one, Hai Xue'er, the princess of the Sea Demon Clan, was forced to come and trick Master."

She looked around, then pointed to the tallest mountain in the distance, "There's a tigress on that mountain, don't mess with her."

Shen Yifei had no time to pay attention to the people inside the cauldron; Xinghe's words had reminded him of a question.

Someone in the Immortal Realm sealed Ao Ling'er away, leaving her here. It feels like they were waiting for me to arrive.

Xinghe, too, has had her memories sealed and still doesn't know who she is.

Who is making all of this arrangements?

The old man in hemp clothing said he had a benefactor who would help him, but that benefactor had his own destiny, and if he fell, his own calamity would come...