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

Shen Yifei's shout caused the entire training ground to erupt in chaos, with cheers, shouts, and the clanging of weapons all blending together.

For many years, the entire Demon Abyss City has been lifeless, like an old man on his deathbed, devoid of any vitality.

Before Shen Yifei could even step off the arena, he was surrounded by a group of demon generals.

These guys were just staring wide-eyed at the stands, waiting to see what would happen, but as soon as they saw Zhan Lie kneel down, they all changed their tune faster than flipping through a book, and rushed up to flatter him.

"Your Majesty's divine skills are unparalleled; a blessing for the demon race!"

"His Majesty's sword strike is unparalleled in the world!"

"His Majesty is clearly a peerless genius, one in a million."

"We demons have finally found a wise ruler!"

Shen Yifei knew they were there to flatter him, but he was flattered by their words and actions and felt quite pleased with himself.

He waved his hand, "Everyone who attends the banquet tonight will receive a top-grade magic pill!"

Zhan Lie had just recovered from the surprise of Ye Ling's transfer of power when he heard Shen Yifei say he was going to distribute pills. He looked up abruptly, his eyes wide: "Your Majesty, is this for real? One top-grade demon pill for each person? Those are top-grade demon pills! In our demon clan's pill storehouse, there are no more than ten demon pills that can be called 'top-grade'!"

"Ten?" Shen Yifei scoffed. "Commander, don't worry. I, Shen Yifei, may not have much else, but I have plenty of pills. Top-grade demonic pills are plentiful; everyone who comes tonight will get some!"

That evening's banquet featured hundreds of tables set up in the square, with large chunks of meat, big bowls of wine, and demonic liquor that tasted like strong knives being drunk to one's heart's content. The demons hadn't seen such a grand feast in a long time, and they ate with gusto, their mouths greasy and their bodies staggering from the alcohol.

Shen Yifei was surrounded by Zhan Lie and several demon generals at the main table, and they poured two large jars of wine down his throat. Fortunately, he had the power of the Five Elements protecting him, so the wine was completely neutralized in his dantian, preventing him from making a fool of himself on the spot.

"Your Majesty, let me speak from the bottom of my heart," Zhan Lie said, his tongue slurred with drink, an arm draped over Shen Yifei's shoulder, "that sword strike of yours, I utterly admit defeat! From now on, if you say go east, I will never go west! If you say beat a dog, I will never chase a chicken!"

Hongxiu had been watching Shen Yifei drink bowl after bowl, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. She leaned close to Shen Yifei's ear and whispered, "Young Master, please drink less. We have important business to attend to tonight."

"It's...no problem, I can drink a lot without getting drunk." Shen Yifei chuckled. "I promise it won't interfere with business!"

Liu Mengli also emerged and sat down next to Shen Yifei, snatching the wine bowl from his hand. "Master, you've drunk so much, it's my turn to have some."

Seeing her greedy look, Shen Yifei didn't stop her. Liu Mengli gulped down the entire bowl of wine, then smacked her lips, "Mmm, this magic wine... is more potent than Immortal's Intoxication!"

Since regaining her physical body, Liu Mengli has secretly drunk quite a bit of the Immortal's Intoxication that Shen Yifei had stored.

I tried a different style of magic wine, and it suited my taste quite well.

The surrounding demon generals laughed and cheered when they saw another stunningly beautiful woman in front of Shen Yifei, and many of them came over to offer him a toast.

Liu Mengli accepted everything offered, eating large bowls in one go, showing great generosity.

Zhan Lie and several other generals with high cultivation levels could tell that Liu Mengli was no ordinary person; their cultivation level was unfathomable, and they knew that she was definitely someone not to be trifled with.

The appearance of Liu Mengli made these people feel that Shen Yifei was even more unfathomable, and they didn't know how many more tricks he had up his sleeve.

Although Liu Mengli could drink a lot, she couldn't handle the large number of people.

Finally, her cheeks flushed, she slumped against Shen Yifei's arm, her peach blossom eyes glistening with tears, and she mumbled incoherently, "Master... this demonic wine... is much stronger than Immortal's Intoxication... how about we... get some to take back to Cangwu Mountain... so Third Sister can try it too..."

Shen Yifei was amused by her drunken appearance and wanted to laugh. He pulled her closer to his arms while downing another bowl of wine: "We'll talk about it later, let's drink to our hearts' content first!"

Zhan Lie was so drunk that he clung to the wine jar, refusing to let go. His face was flushed, and he stammered, "Your Majesty... I, Zhan Lie, have lived for thousands of years... Today is the most enjoyable day I've ever had... If you don't mind... from now on you will be my elder brother!"

Shen Yifei was both amused and exasperated by his address, thinking to himself, "You look much older than me," but he smiled and said, "Brother Zhan Lie, what you're saying! From now on, our Demon Clan will be united, sharing both hardship and happiness!"

"Great! We'll share the hardships and the joys!"

The banquet lasted until dawn.

Shen Yifei slept until almost noon. When he opened his eyes, Hongxiu was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of steaming hangover soup.

Seeing Shen Yifei wake up, a smile appeared on her face: "Young Master, you're awake? I saw that you drank so much wine, and I was afraid you would have a headache this morning, so I just made a bowl of hangover soup."

Shen Yifei took the hangover soup, gulped it down in a few mouthfuls, and immediately felt a warm current spread through his chest, making him feel refreshed.

He grabbed Hongxiu's hand and pulled her onto the bed. Hongxiu let out a soft cry and fell into his arms.

"Young Master... in broad daylight..."

"What's wrong with seeing things during the day?" Shen Yifei chuckled. "You can see much better during the day..."

Hongxiu was both embarrassed and amused by his words, and gave him a push: "Young Master, you've just become the Demon King, you still have a lot of important matters to attend to."

"Sister Hongxiu, nothing compares to cultivating with you..."

Hongxiu couldn't resist him, and he tricked and coaxed her into doing it again.

As the sun began to set, Shen Yifei emerged from his bedchamber, feeling refreshed. Zhan Lie had been waiting outside for half a day.

The demon's top general had changed into a clean general's robe, but his eyes and brows were full of respect.

"Your Majesty," Zhan Lie bowed respectfully, "the situation of our Demon Clan is... not very optimistic."

Shen Yifei knew exactly what kind of mess he was facing. Huoxin wanted to use the entire demon race as nourishment for herself and would not stop until she had squeezed them dry.

If I had arrived a few days later, the demon race would have ceased to exist.

The two descended the stone steps of the Demon Palace. As they walked, Zhan Lie reported in a low voice, "The city's granaries are less than 30% full, the army's pay is six months overdue, and the soldiers' morale is low. Several border tribes, hearing of the new Demon King, are restless and have sent envoys to investigate. Most importantly, the Demon Vein..."

He stopped, his face grave. "I've sent men to investigate, and the main vein beneath Demon Abyss City is almost dried up. If this continues, the city's protective formation won't be able to function."

Shen Yifei remained calm: "I'll handle the matter of the demonic vein. You distribute the rations and pay first, and I'll make sure there's enough pills. Notify those border tribes to have their leaders come to Demon Abyss City to see me within three days. Those who can't come, don't bother coming later."

After Zhan Lie left, Shen Yifei stood in front of the palace gate, looking at the dilapidated streets and sparse pedestrians of Demon Abyss City in the distance, pondering what to do next.

As the new Demon King, he couldn't just watch his people starve.

Without demonic energy, there is no way to cultivate, and the demon race will eventually perish.

We need to find a way to restore the demonic veins!