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

When Shen Yifei heard about the appearance of the Life Demon God Lingyun, he felt that it was somewhat similar to Xinghe.

However, Xinghe showed no trace of demonic aura.

Later, I'll really let Third Sister see if Xinghe is the God of Life or her successor.

The third sister continued, "The reason why Shi Yan, Kong Yuan, and Mie Tian were able to fight amongst themselves and kill each other was actually all orchestrated by the same person!"

"Who? Are they from the celestial realm?"

Third Sister shook her head. "No, it's bewitching the demon god, bewitching the mind! That kid is the most cunning; he can manipulate people's seven emotions and six desires, making them unknowingly controlled by him. Back then, that internal strife was caused by him sowing discord, first getting Shi Yan and Kong Yuan to fight, and then instigating Mie Tian to kill me."

"Third Sister, where is that Huoxin now? Is she still alive?"

"The Bewitching Heart Demon God Lunji and the Soul Devouring Demon God Hunhuang came to kill me and Wan Shuo, but they were eventually surrounded by the Immortal Realm... They all died, and only I have survived until now..."

The third sister, reflecting on the fates of the nine demon gods, concluded: "So, kid, this world is far more complex than you imagine. The nine demon gods were the embodiment of the most primordial power at the beginning of time, and what happened to them? Some died, some scattered, and the immortal realm benefited from their misfortune."

Shen Yifei nodded. In fact, he still had many questions in his mind, but some people were already dead, and no matter how he analyzed it, there was no way to verify the truth.

"Third Sister, you've said so much, but you haven't told us about yourself yet. The third-ranked Demon God must have some special abilities, right?"

"Heh, kid, I might as well tell you. I am the Flame Demon God, Burning Song! Wan Shuo made me stay in the Northern Underworld to suppress my fiery temper!"

Shen Yifei looked the woman up and down. She was wearing a bright red dress and had a charming smile. Where was the domineering aura that could destroy the world?

"Third Sister, you say you're the Flame Demon God? Then show me what fire you can set off! I have Black Flame and Netherworld Cold Flame right now, how about we have a contest of power?"

Without further ado, Fen Ge snapped his fingers.

With a sharp "crack," the air around Shen Yifei instantly became scalding hot, as if he had been thrown into a furnace. Looking down, he saw that the ice field, spanning a hundred feet in radius, had instantly melted into a boiling surface of water.

"Holy crap!" Shen Yifei exclaimed in fright, quickly flying higher. "Third Sister! I believe you! Please stop your supernatural powers!"

With another snap of his fingers, Fen Ge instantly returned the scalding air to normal, and the boiling water beneath his feet re-frozen into ice, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Kid, how does this compare to the fire you started?"

Shen Yifei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Third Sister, your fire is too fierce. With just a couple of slaps, you could burn my Cangwu Mountain to ashes."

"Good to know." Fen Ge snorted smugly, "So you better not make me angry in the future, or I might set your lousy mountain on fire one of these days."

Shen Yifei had another question that had been bothering him for a long time, but seeing that Wan Shuo and Fen Ge's relationship was unusual, he didn't dare to ask again, for fear of touching some taboo.

The two flew south, crossing the icy plains of the Northern Sea and the mountains of the Central Plains, finally returning to the Tianyan Sect on the evening of the third day.

Fen Ge found a secluded spot and set up a protective barrier. Before going in, she glanced back at Shen Yifei and said, "Kid, Cangwu Mountain is a good place. It's full of spiritual energy, much better than that icy, snowy wasteland. But let me make this clear: don't bother me unless the sky falls down."

After saying that, she twisted her waist, disappeared into the barrier, and vanished without a trace.

Shen Yifei stood outside, looking at the mountain shrouded in restrictions, feeling incredibly happy.

At least now, I no longer have to fear that one day divine punishment will suddenly appear in the Tianyan Sect, and I have a little more confidence.

Shen Yifei returned to Tianyan Sect with great joy, eager to tell Ao Ying some fantastic news.

He first communicated with Ao Ling'er, but Ao Ling'er did not want to leave the Cauldron of Myriad Things.

She was imprisoned by the Celestial Realm, and having escaped from her confinement, she might be discovered by the Celestial Realm.

"Sister Ling'er, don't worry, my cauldron can block all detection. Even if those people from the Immortal Punishment Clan have great abilities, they won't be able to find you."

Ao Ling'er was silent for a moment, "Young Master Shen, it's not that I'm afraid they'll discover me. I'm afraid I'll implicate you. I know all too well the methods of the Immortal Punishment. If they know I'm here, they will definitely take action against the Tianyan Sect."

Seeing that she was determined not to leave the cauldron, Shen Yifei did not force her.

He left the Cauldron of Myriad Things and headed straight for Ao Ying's residence.

Ao Ying was sitting cross-legged in meditation when she heard footsteps. She opened her eyes and saw Shen Yifei's beaming face. She knew that this guy must have gotten some good deal again.

"Look at you, all giddy up? You've struck gold again?" Ao Ying rolled her eyes at him. "Tell me, which princess is she this time?"

"Haha, my wife guessed right away, she really is a princess... and... with you."

"With me? What does that have to do with me?"

"Honey, don't be surprised when you see this. Come on, follow me!"

Before Ao Ying could reply, Shen Yifei dragged him into the Cauldron of All Things.

"Honey, I'm taking you to meet someone!"

"Meet someone? Who? Are you trying to show off your new woman?"

"Don't talk nonsense, come with me."

Shen Yifei pulled Ao Ying along and flew to the small mountain peak that wasn't too high.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a flat boulder with a snow-white animal hide on it. A woman in white was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, closing her eyes and regulating her breathing.

When Ao Ying saw the woman, she was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Her lips trembled twice, and her eyes instantly reddened.

"Big...Big Sister?"

Ao Ling'er slowly opened her eyes and looked at Ao Ying.

"Xiaoying..."

"Big sister!" Ao Ying burst into tears, rushing forward to hug Ao Ling'er tightly. "Big sister, I thought... I thought I would never see you again..."

Ao Ling'er's eyes reddened as she was hugged by Ao Ying. She gently patted Ao Ying's back, "Xiao Ying, don't cry. I'm fine, aren't I?"

Ao Ying wiped away her tears, released Ao Ling'er, and looked her up and down. "Big sister, what are you doing here? We all thought you failed your tribulation, and Father and Mother were sad for a long time."

Seeing the two sisters recognize each other, Shen Yifei silently withdrew from the Myriad Things Cauldron.

There are so many women in the house, and he has to appease them all one by one.

After all, this trip to Beiming was quite long, and those ancestors at home were probably already holding back their anger.

Five days later, after completing the round trip, it was already time to go around again.

Although Shen Yifei was so tired that his back was almost too sore to straighten up, he was secretly delighted.

After all, these women were all stunningly beautiful. Now, in his Tianyan Sect, they accompanied him every day. Although it was tiring, the happiness they enjoyed was something even the gods couldn't compare to.

He was relaxing in the hot spring, enjoying a rare moment of peace, when Ao Ying burst in.

"Shen Yifei! You come out here!"

Shen Yifei was startled and quickly climbed out of the pool. "Wife, keep your voice down, you're making my ears ring."

"Stop grinning at me!" Ao Ying glared at him, her eyes red-rimmed. "My older sister... what's the difference between her and a dead person now?"