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

As soon as Mei Shu uttered those words, the entire stone chamber fell silent.

Shen Yifei was stunned. He looked at Mei Shu, then at A Bao, or more accurately, You Ying, and his expression was priceless.

Youying said that Meishu was his wife, but Meishu didn't know that.

The phantom image of Youying froze in mid-air, like a punctured balloon, and didn't react for a long time.

For a moment, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"Um... Shadow," Shen Yifei coughed twice to break the awkward silence, "this kind of thing is normal..."

"Master, please stop talking..." The shadowy voice was choked with sobs.

Although Mei Shu was locked up, she couldn't bear to see You Ying like this. "You Ying, I don't know..."

Shen Yifei waved his hand, "Let's not talk about that, I'll get you down first!"

He stepped forward and reached out to grasp the Soul-Locking Chain on Mei Shu's wrist.

The Soul-Locking Chains sensed the touch of an outsider and immediately burst forth with dazzling golden light. A powerful repulsive force drilled into Shen Yifei's body through his fingers.

"Oh ho ho, you've got quite a temper." Shen Yifei gently turned the small vortex in his dantian, and the repulsive force was instantly sucked in.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of the Five Elements Demon God's red aura spread in all directions along a Soul-Locking Chain.

With a crisp "crack," the soul-locking chain, thicker than an arm, snapped.

Mei Shu stared wide-eyed at Shen Yifei, "You... what kind of power do you have? You can even break the Heavenly Demon's Soul-Locking Chains?"

Shen Yifei just chuckled and turned to deal with the other three.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all four Soul-Locking Chains broke.

Mei Shu, now freed from her restraints, collapsed limply to the ground.

Youying rushed forward and helped her up. "Meishu, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Mei Shu said, her face as pale as paper. "My soul was mostly extracted, and my cultivation level has dropped by almost 70-80%. I'm a cripple now."

"Meishu, don't worry, Master will definitely find a way!!"

Mei Shu looked at Shen Yifei with a hint of awe. "Sect Master Shen... do you really have a way to restore my soul?"

Shen Yifei nodded. "You've been whipped by the Soul Whip for so long, and most of your soul is shattered. It's indeed troublesome. But it's not like there's no way to stop it."

"What method?" Mei Shu asked anxiously.

"The Soul Refining Pill repairs the soul."

"Soul Pill?" Mei Shu was taken aback. "Isn't that something you need..."

"Someone needs to be willing to offer their soul, preferably someone from the same origin," Shen Yifei said, glancing at Youying intentionally or unintentionally.

"Master, use my divine soul!" Youying cried out hastily, her voice without the slightest hesitation. "My divine soul and Meishu's are of the same origin, both created by that old bastard, Soul Devourer! Refine me, and my divine soul will surely heal Meishu!"

"No!" Mei Shu cried out anxiously, "You Ying, don't be foolish! If your soul is refined, you'll disappear completely!"

Youying swayed slightly. "Meishu, I've cultivated for thousands of years, and I've always been a useless piece of trash. Among the eight Natal Soul Envoys, I'm the weakest and most useless. The only right thing I did was to like you."

Mei Shu's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes reddened. "You Ying, please don't..."

"Let me finish," the Shadow interrupted her. "Over the years, I've watched you being bullied by the Heavenly Demons, watched you being imprisoned in the dungeon, watched you being whipped to the point of near death by the Soul Whip. I could do nothing but watch from afar. I hated myself for being useless. Until I met my master, I felt that only he could save you!"

Shen Yifei stared at Youying in disbelief, only then realizing that this guy had been plotting against him from the very beginning!

From the beginning, Shadow acted like a coward, providing a lot of useful and crucial information.

I never imagined there was such a big plan hidden behind this!

"Shadow, you...you've been plotting against me from the very beginning?"

Youying quickly knelt down, "Master, please understand! This humble servant... this humble servant dares not scheme against you! It's just... but this humble servant knows that only someone as capable as you, Master, could possibly rescue Meishu. This humble servant dares not reveal the truth, I can only... I can only guide you step by step to the Underworld..."

Shen Yifei wasn't really angry with him. Without Youying, he wouldn't be able to kill Soul Eater.

"Get up. From now on, speak your mind directly. If it happens again, I won't let you off the hook. But this time, you won't escape punishment!"

"I know! I deserve to die!" Youying's voice was choked with sobs. "If Master is still not satisfied, after we rescue Meishu, I will be at your mercy! Kill me or torture me, I will have no objection!"

Why would I kill you! I meant to refine your soul; it might hurt a little.

"Master, it's alright, that little bit of pain is nothing!"

Mei Shu wanted to continue refusing, but Shen Yifei waved his hand, "Stop! You have to believe in my alchemy skills. He definitely won't die. Miss Mei Shu, just you wait and see!"

Shen Yifei summoned the Cauldron of All Things, and the shadowy figure transformed into a cloud of gray mist, entering the alchemy room without hesitation.

As Mei Shu watched the shadow disappear into the mouth of the cauldron, she felt as if her spine had been ripped out, and collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You're worried? Come on, I'll take you inside to check!"

With a thought, Shen Yifei sent Mei Shu to the alchemy room as well.

The ghostly cold fire rose inside the furnace, enveloping the shadowy mass of gray mist within.

The pain of having one's soul burned by raging fire is a hundred or a thousand times worse than having one's body burned. Each wisp of soul being torn away is like scraping a layer of skin off the depths of one's soul.

For a spirit like a shadow, this pain is even greater!

The shadowy figure's screams echoed from the alchemy room, each one more piercing than the last.

Hearing the screams, Mei Shu curled up on the ground, too afraid to look. She covered her ears tightly with both hands, tears streaming down her face.

Shen Yifei felt a pang of pity watching this scene. But he knew he couldn't stop now; if he did, Youying's soul might completely dissipate.

Shen Yifei gritted his teeth and managed to keep the temperature of the Netherworld Cold Fire under control.

He tried his best to make the refining process less painful, but the refining of the soul was the most painful thing in the world. No matter how much he tried to control it, he could not avoid the excruciating pain.

The screams lasted for three hours before the shadowy figure's screams finally began to subside.

Nearly half of his soul was extracted, but he can recover with proper rest.

Inside the alchemy room, a golden soul pill spun around on the ground.

Youying picked up the Soul Pill and quickly walked up to Meishu. "Meishu, open your mouth."

Mei Shu was unwilling to open her mouth!

"Open your mouth quickly and eat it while it's hot, otherwise the medicine will be much less effective," Shen Yifei urged.

Mei Shu closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

The shadowy figure fed the Soul Pill to her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Mei Shu's body trembled violently, and a warm current burst forth from her dantian, flowing rapidly throughout her body along her meridians.

She could feel her shattered soul being rapidly repaired, the cracks being filled little by little by the warm current.

After a while, she let out a long breath and opened her eyes.

"Shadow, I'm much better."

Shen Yifei put away the Myriad Things Cauldron. "You two stay inside for now. I'll teach you a dual cultivation technique of spiritual consciousness!"