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

Shen Yifei thought to himself, "It's just a spiritual herb, it looks so delicate and weak."

Just to be on the safe side, he carefully explored the area around the Soul-Cleansing Grass with his divine sense, confirming that there were no ferocious beasts guarding it, nor any array restrictions.

"Third sister, it's just a little blade of grass, why make such a fuss?" Shen Yifei turned around and glanced at his third sister.

"Why don't you go down and try it and you'll see?" Third Sister adopted a spectator's attitude.

Seeing her expression, Shen Yifei felt uneasy, but the die was cast and he couldn't let the woman look down on him.

He took a deep breath, leaped, and fell to the bottom of the rift valley.

The rift was deep, and it got colder the deeper you went. The chill seemed to seep into your bones, and even the small vortex in his dantian seemed to be frozen.

Shen Yifei landed on the ice rock, no more than three zhang away from the Soul Cleansing Grass.

The Soul-Purifying Grass did indeed look just as Xinghe described, with leaves like ice crystals, stems like frost silk, and the whole plant resembling a frozen little person.

Perhaps because it was viewed from above, it looked like a small blade of grass.

Upon arriving, Shen Yifei realized that the Soul-Cleansing Grass was quite large, resembling the size of a full-term baby.

The entire plant is crystal clear, and you can even see the blue liquid flowing inside, which looks just like human blood vessels.

"Good heavens, this thing looks like an ice doll," Shen Yifei muttered, taking a cautious step forward.

This one step led to a sudden and unexpected change!

The Soul-Cleansing Grass suddenly moved! It was as if it had been startled awake.

The entire plant trembled violently, and a thin slit suddenly appeared at the head of the "baby," pouting at Shen Yifei like a child suckling milk.

Before Shen Yifei could react, he felt a "buzz" in his head and the world spun before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he felt something being pulled in his head, flowing towards the Soul-Cleansing Grass.

"My God!" Shen Yifei was so scared that his soul almost left his body. This little kid was going to devour his soul!

He tried to back away, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot, and he couldn't move at all.

"Brother! Brother!" Xinghe cried anxiously inside the cauldron, "Stabilize your soul! Don't let it suck it away!"

Liu Mengli panicked, "Master! Hang in there! Even women can't drain you dry, don't let a single blade of grass drain you completely!!"

But Shen Yifei couldn't hear their voices at all.

His eyes were beginning to glaze over, his mouth was slightly open, and he stood there blankly like a puppet whose soul had been emptied.

The Soul-Cleansing Grass absorbed the energy more and more vigorously, and its leaves and stems began to stand upright.

Just then, the Demon of Love, which had been sleeping in Shen Yifei's chest for a long time, suddenly woke up.

"Oh dear, I can't even sleep peacefully... Young Master, what's wrong with your soul... Ouch, this little brat is actually absorbing my soul!"

Immediately afterwards, countless threads surged from his chest, like a spider web, wrapping his soul in his sea of ​​consciousness layer by layer.

Then, the Demon of Love continued to release its love threads, tightly binding Shen Yifei's body.

The cleansing herb was working really well, but suddenly it couldn't suck anymore. The little cracked mouth tried to suck harder, but it couldn't suck any more.

The Soul-Purifying Grass's instinctive reaction is to absorb souls. It can't absorb them, and it can't even sense the presence of souls, so it assumes that it has already absorbed them all.

It smacked its little mouth twice and then closed it.

The Demon of Love yawned on his chest. "Young master, your luck is unparalleled. You even dared to touch this thing. If I hadn't woken up in time, you would be nothing but an empty shell now."

Shen Yifei felt as if his brain had been emptied, and he was completely dazed, standing there like a withered radish.

The Demon of Love knew this was not the time for idle chatter. It manipulated the threads of love that were entangled in Shen Yifei's mind, controlling his body like a puppet on strings.

"Go, take three steps forward."

Shen Yifei lifted his foot and took three steps forward, one after the other.

"Oops... a little off, a little more to the left..."

The Demon of Passion controlled Shen Yifei, leading him to the Soul-Cleansing Grass.

Because his soul was completely enveloped by the demon of passion, the Soul-Purifying Grass couldn't sense Shen Yifei and showed no reaction whatsoever.

"Bend down and reach out your hand."

Shen Yifei reached out his hand, and as soon as his hand touched the Soul-Cleansing Grass, another crack appeared on the baby's head.

Seemingly not feeling anything, she closed her mouth again.

"Holy crap!"

The Demon of Passion quickly controlled Shen Yifei, making him grasp the Soul-Cleansing Grass with both hands!

"pull!"

Shen Yifei uprooted the Soul-Purifying Grass!

The moment the Soul-Cleansing Grass was pulled out, the baby-like creature let out a shrill scream, the whole plant twisted violently a few times, and then drooped limply.

Shen Yifei held the Soul-Cleansing Grass in his hand, his eyes were glazed over, and a trace of saliva hung from the corner of his mouth.

"Young master, wake up! It's all done!" The Demon of Love shouted several times in his mind.

Shen Yifei suddenly shuddered, his eyes gradually regaining their clarity.

"I...I..." Shen Yifei looked down at the wilted Soul-Cleansing Grass in his hand, then looked around to make sure he was still alive. "What happened to me just now?"

"What's wrong? You almost had your soul sucked away by a blade of grass!" the Demon of Love said irritably. "If I hadn't woken up in time, you'd be a walking corpse right now!"

Shen Yifei felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

He looked down at the Soul Cleansing Grass in his hand. Who would have thought that this thing would be so evil?

He put the Soul Cleansing Grass into his storage ring and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Damn it, I almost got tricked by a grass."

The Demon of Love yawned. "Young Master, I'm sleepy..."

Shen Yifei felt quite embarrassed. The Demon of Love had saved her life at a critical moment, and this time the energy must have been considerable, delaying her physical recovery.

After this is over, I'll try to find a way to quickly restore the Demon of Love's physical body, and also Liu Mengli.

As the demon of love fell asleep, the threads of love that had been entangled in Shen Yifei's soul and body slowly faded away.

Shen Yifei moved his limbs to make sure he could still move normally. After taking a few pills to restore his soul and resting for a while, he leaped out of the rift valley.

The third sister stood at the edge of the rift, arms crossed, looking at him with amusement. "Oh ho, you actually managed to pick it. Not bad, a little bit better than I expected."

"Third Sister, did you already know that thing could absorb souls?" Shen Yifei looked at her with some displeasure.

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I have told you to go down and pick it yourself? If I told you that thing can absorb souls, would you still dare to go down?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"That settles it then." Third Sister shrugged. "If you can't even handle a blade of grass, then don't bother with that Soul Eater guy. Go home and do what you're supposed to do."

Shen Yifei then realized that his third sister was testing him.

Fortunately, the Demon of Love helped them, otherwise who knows what the consequences would have been.

"Third sister, if something happens to me, will you come down and save me?"

"Hehe..." The third sister chuckled a few times, then asked in return, "Guess?"