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

The Demon of Love was very satisfied with Shen Yifei's answer and let out a burst of silvery laughter, a truly unrestrained and joyful laugh.

"Young master, remember what you said today. If you dare to go back on your word..."

"Hurry up! I can't hold on any longer..."

"Tsk tsk, that old bastard Jin Lian is such a waste. So many beautiful women's resentment, just squandered like that. If I were to refine it, I could at least refine ten or eight strands of love."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of strands of affection extended from Shen Yifei's chest, leading directly to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Each strand of affection branches out into finer branches, which in turn split further, quickly weaving a large net.

The resentment of the women in Shen Yifei's soul gradually subsided. He was breathing heavily, and his head was no longer hurting as much as before.

"This...this is it?" He couldn't believe it.

"This is nothing. I've just calmed these resentments down and stopped them from causing trouble. It will take some effort to completely refine them. Take a break, and I'll take my time to deal with them."

Shen Yifei wiped the sweat from his face, sat cross-legged, and examined his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Good heavens, those resentments are now enveloped in a faint pink light, as if they were contained in a large, transparent bubble.

The Demon of Love clicked his tongue twice, "This old man Jin Lian has refined at least seven or eight thousand female cultivators, and his resentment has accumulated for thousands of years."

"Then how did you get them out?" Shen Yifei asked.

"Bring it out? Why would you want to bring it out?" the Demon of Love retorted. "These are all good things. Resentment is harmful, but if refined properly, it can be the purest raw material for love threads."

As Shen Yifei listened, he sensed something was amiss. "You wouldn't be thinking of turning all this resentment into threads of love and then planting them in me, would you?"

"Young Master is indeed clever!" the Demon of Love chuckled. "That's right, that's exactly what I was thinking. If these resentments are refined, at least a hundred high-quality love threads can be crafted. With these love threads, you can make even an immortal fall head over heels for you, let alone someone at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm."

"Even immortals can subdue it? Is it that powerful?" Shen Yifei immediately thought of the Ninth Princess.

"Sure...but there's no fairy to let you try it. If you try it, you'll know the benefits of love threads..."

Shen Yifei knew all too well the power of the Love Threads. The Love Demon had put in a lot of effort to subdue Leng Rushuang back then; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to take control.

With the resentment of these women under control, Jin Lian's remnant soul became completely still and disappeared without a trace!

"The Demon of Passion... Jin Lian still has a wisp of his remnant soul, currently hiding in my sea of ​​consciousness. Help me find him!"

"Young master, this old man Jin Lian is quite interesting. Even after he has been refined into a pill, he can still hide a wisp of his remnant soul in your sea of ​​consciousness, like a fly hiding in a latrine, hard to find and annoying."

"You're calling me a latrine?"

The Demon of Love realized her words were somewhat inappropriate and quickly said, "No matter how well he hides, he can't escape my eyes. But, young master, what do you intend to do with him?"

Shen Yifei had recovered by now. The excruciating pain that had gripped his soul had subsided considerably under the soothing pink light net woven by the Demon of Love.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What should we do? Drag him out and refine him! I want to refine him for seven days and seven nights!"

Upon hearing these words, Jin Lian's remnant soul trembled violently within Shen Yifei's sea of ​​consciousness, crying out in alarm, "Boy! Don't go too far! You've already refined me into a pill and eaten me, don't be so ruthless!"

The Demon of Love chuckled from the side, "Young Master, don't waste your breath on him. He thinks he's hiding himself so well. Just relax a little, and I'll find him right away."

As instructed, Shen Yifei relaxed the defenses of his sea of ​​consciousness. He then saw the Demon of Love split off more than a dozen strands of love, silently probing into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness and flanking an inconspicuous corner.

Jin Lian's remnant soul suddenly sensed something was wrong and cried out in alarm, "You...you all..."

Before the words were even finished, the demon of love had already wrapped that wisp of remnant soul tightly, like wrapping a dumpling.

The Demon of Love pulled the pink ball of love silk from his sea of ​​consciousness and presented it to Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei took the ball of love silk and gently shook it. "Old Jin, tell me, how many sins have you committed in your life? In the end, you almost ruined me!"

Jin Lian's remnant soul struggled frantically within the Love Silk Ball, letting out a shrill scream: "Don't be so smug, you brat! Lord Soul Devourer will avenge me sooner or later!"

"Lord Soul Eater?" Shen Yifei chuckled. "Don't worry, you'll meet soon."

Having said that, he stopped wasting words and directly activated the crimson energy in his dantian. The aura of the Five Elements Demon God surged into his palm through his meridians, transforming into a ball of scorching crimson flame that enveloped the ball of love silk.

Jin Lian's remnant soul let out a shrill scream: "Ah... what kind of fire is this? What kind of sorcery is this?!"

"This is the Five Elements Divine Fire, specially designed to burn filthy things like you."

The Five Elements Divine Fire scorched Jin Lian's remnant soul, which screamed incessantly in the flames before finally turning into a wisp of green smoke and completely dissipating into the air.

Shen Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn it, we finally got that old bastard completely cleaned up."

The Demon of Love chuckled, "Young Master, I still need some time to slowly refine the resentment of those thousands of women. Once I've refined it, I can weave hundreds of threads of love for you. Then, that fairy..."

"Um... Fairy, step aside... I have important business to attend to... Um... how do we use that Love Thread?"

"If you wish to learn, young master, I will teach you."

"Um……"

"Then don't forget the conditions you promised me. I don't want to have a son out of wedlock... haha..."

"I haven't forgotten, I won't forget..."

Shen Yifei now felt that his soul was much more solid than before, and his sea of ​​consciousness was also much more open.

What surprised him even more was that his cultivation level was showing signs of breaking through to the mid-stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

"This Soul Pill is indeed very nourishing." Shen Yifei felt the surging power within his body and was overjoyed.

In particular, Jin Lian's experience and skills in refining Soul Pills over thousands of years were all engraved deep in his memory like a brand. Although he still had some indigestion, it was more than enough to refine Su Yunzhao.

After entering the Cauldron of All Things, they arrived at the alchemy room.

Shen Yifei first separated the mother and daughter. It would take some effort to get Su Yunzhao to willingly undergo the refining process. Some scenes were not suitable for Ye Wuhen to see.

The moment Su Yunzhao saw Shen Yifei enter, her eyes immediately lit up.

"Sect Master Shen..." She staggered towards Shen Yifei, clinging to him, her voice trembling with sobs and seductive allure, "Sect Master Shen, you've finally come to see me... I've missed you so much..."

Shen Yifei looked down at her. Her face was indeed beautiful, bearing a five or six-point resemblance to Feng Qingyin, but that alluring charm was something Feng Qingyin lacked.

Especially now, with her clothes half undone and her pitiful appearance, coupled with her phoenix eyes filled with tears, she truly possessed an irresistible allure.

"Mrs. Ye, how have you been these past few days?" Shen Yifei asked with a smile, casually pulling her off him.

"No...not good at all..." Su Yunzhao looked at him with teary eyes, "Sect Master Shen, these past few days, I thought you had forgotten me."

"How could I have forgotten you? Look, here I am!"