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

As Shen Yifei spoke, he pressed the flame of the Netherworld Cold Flame in his hand down three inches. The flame changed from fierce to gentle, just enough to burn Huo Xin painfully without burning him to death quickly.

Huo Xin churned within the alchemy furnace, "You little bastard... what the hell are you doing? Why is the fire so hot one minute and so cold the next?"

"This is called nourishing life and refining the soul," Shen Yifei said with a smile. "Look at you, a lonely wisp of a soul, how pitiful. I'm just afraid you'll die too quickly, so I'll take it slow and let you feel more of the warmth of the world."

"Warm my ass!" Huo Xin cursed sharply, then took a couple of breaths. "Fine! Fine! You win! What do you want to know? The Sky-Shielding Umbrella! Your father! I'll tell you everything! Just stop!"

"Speak," Shen Yifei said, suppressing his anger slightly. "If you answer to my satisfaction, I'll give you a quick death. If you try anything funny, I'll torture you for forty-nine days!"

After panting for a while in the gray fog, Huo Xin finally spoke: "Fine, kid, you win. I might as well tell you, what I'm telling you today isn't for any good reason!"

"Oh, Seventh Brother, this is more like you! If you were kind enough to tell us these secrets, we wouldn't believe you!"

"Reincarnation! Don't think you can be so fearless just because you claim to have the power of reincarnation. I'm going to say it today, do you dare to listen?"

"Stop talking nonsense, what can't you hear!" Shen Yifei felt that this guy was stalling for time, so he secretly added the power of the five elements.

The flames instantly turned crimson!

"Oh dear...you little bastard, you...you broke your promise!"

"What's the point of keeping your word with someone like you? Just tell me!" Shen Yifei urged.

"Alright... listen carefully... the true purpose of the sky-covering umbrella is not to cover the sky, but to hide lives."

"Hidden life?" Shen Yifei raised an eyebrow.

He didn't believe in fate at all!

He couldn't help but recall the divination the old man in hemp clothing had performed for him:

"You have benefactors by your side, but even benefactors have their own fate. If your benefactors fall, your calamity will immediately befall you."

He always believed that this benefactor was his father, Shen Changtian!

This umbrella that shelters the sky must still be in Father's hands!

Despite the pain, Huo Xin continued, "Even I can't see through the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. Its true power is to protect people from death!"

Huo Xin, seemingly afraid that Shen Yifei wouldn't believe her, explained in a very fast voice: "Let me give you an analogy. From the moment everyone in this world is born, their fate is inscribed in the ledger of the laws of heaven and earth. The deeper one's cultivation, the heavier the karmic burden one bears. When the Heavenly Dao settles its accounts, no one can escape. The wonder of the Heavenly Umbrella lies in its ability to 'pluck' a person's fate from the Heavenly Dao's ledger and hide it inside the umbrella."

Shen Yifei's expression changed slightly: "You mean... my father used a protective umbrella to hide his own life?"

The enigmatic voice carried a hint of secret pleasure, "Your father was besieged and killed by the entire cultivation world back then, and the entire Tianyan Sect was wiped out overnight. Your father was driven to the brink of despair. What makes you think he could have disappeared from the hands of so many experts?"

These words, "bewitching the mind," struck a chord with the most important place in his heart.

He had heard too many versions of the story of his father being besieged and killed. According to the legends circulating in the cultivation world, Shen Changtian was besieged to death and his body was never found.

What he now knows is that his father told him he was in the celestial realm, working for the celestial punishment.

What puzzled Shen Yifei was that his father had never actually appeared in front of him!

Never!

Was that person my father?

Are the things he tells himself true?

Who ultimately lost whose life under the umbrella that shields us from the sun?

If his suspicions are true, then his real father may already be gone.

Liu Mengli seemed to have noticed something; she knew what Shen Yifei was thinking.

"Master, what Huoxin said may not be entirely true. He is the kind of person who loves to sow discord. Even after he dies, he will still plant a thorn in your heart. If you believe him, you will be playing right into his hands."

Shen Yifei nodded.

He was mentally prepared from the moment he decided to let Huoxin reveal the secret, but he didn't expect that this guy would hit the most sensitive spot in his heart.

And what they said actually sounded quite convincing.

Huo Xin seemed to read everyone's minds. He laughed loudly, "You little bastard, today I'll tell you this secret, and not a single word is a lie. Whoever knows it will be punished by Heaven! You, none of you, can escape it today! Just like me... all my plans were under control, but I never expected you to have the support of immortals!"

Shen Yifei was about to say something when a loud "bang" came from inside the cauldron, and Huoxin fell silent.

Shen Yifei cautiously probed in with a wisp of his divine sense. The alchemy furnace was spotless, not even a trace remained.

"Just like that... he died?" Shen Yifei was stunned, somewhat incredulous.

Liu Mengli floated to his side, craned her neck to peek into the furnace, and said, "It self-destructed! That Huoxin guy was gathering his strength!"

"What did his last sentence mean? What did he mean by saying that none of us could escape?"

Liu Mengli shook her head, her brows furrowing unusually. "He's talking about divine punishment... It seems that knowing this secret means we can't escape this punishment. He's not just trying to scare us."

"Don't think about that too much right now." Ye Ling's voice came from beside her. Her illusory soul had recovered about 70-80%, and the black armor had reappeared.

"Let's check on the Demon King's condition first. With Bewitching Heart out of his mind, he probably won't last much longer."

Shen Yifei snapped out of his daze, withdrew from his sea of ​​consciousness, and opened his eyes.

The hall was dimly lit, and the Demon King slumped on his throne, his body limp.

The gray-black mist that had been swirling around his brow had now dissipated, revealing an aged and withered face.

But compared to before, most of the deathly aura between his brows had disappeared. His breathing, though weak, had become steady.

Shen Yifei reached out and checked his pulse, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Still alive."

"Young Master, please, you must save His Majesty!" Hongxiu emerged from the cauldron, knelt beside the Demon King, and wept bitterly.

"Sister Hongxiu, don't worry, he's my grandfather, how could I let him die?"

As Shen Yifei spoke, he channeled a wisp of the Five Elements power into the Demon King's brow, allowing it to circulate throughout his meridians. Only after confirming that Huoxin had not left any other hidden tricks did he truly feel at ease.

The Demon King's brows twitched, his eyelids fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was Hongxiu, and his lips trembled as he said, "Hong...Hongxiu? You're still alive?"

Hongxiu sobbed uncontrollably, "Your Majesty! I'm alive! I'm perfectly fine! It was the young master who saved me!"

"Young Master..." The Demon King slowly turned his head, looking at Shen Yifei. He scrutinized him carefully for a long time, "You...you look like...Lan'er...are you Lan'er's child?"

Shen Yifei could no longer contain his excitement.

"I...I'm called Shen Yifei, and my mother is Youlan."