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

The elder's face went from deathly pale to ashen.

He glanced down at Han Yue, who was groaning on the ground, then looked up at the bronze cauldron in Shen Yifei's hand, which was baring its fangs. His eyes twitched uncontrollably.

"Boy, do you think you can stop me with a broken cauldron?"

The elder said this, but took a half step back.

He used seventy percent of his power in that Blood Fiend Palm strike just now; it could flatten even a piece of black iron. The monster on that broken cauldron crushed the palm print in one bite; it couldn't possibly be an ordinary object.

Shen Yifei slammed the Myriad Things Cauldron to the ground, and the monster's eyes on the cauldron rolled around, causing everyone present to tremble.

"Elder, you've asked the wrong question." Shen Yifei patted the cauldron. "You should ask if this broken cauldron of yours can take your old life as well."

The five elders behind the Grand Elder all changed their expressions.

These five were all trusted confidants of the Grand Elder, three at the late Golden Core stage and two at the peak Golden Core stage. They usually acted arrogantly within the Blood Soul Sect, showing no respect for anyone except Yin Wuxie.

But now all five of them had their eyes glued to the Cauldron of All Things, their gazes like those of mice seeing a cat.

It wasn't that they were cowardly; it was just that the cauldron was too eerie.

A palm strike that could crush an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was like child's play. If it were to bite a person, not even bone fragments would be left.

The Grand Elder, being an old fox who had lived for hundreds of years, recovered his composure in an instant after his expression changed.

He secretly made a hand seal behind his back, and a wisp of blood-red thread condensed at his fingertips, sliding along the ground towards Shen Yifei's feet.

"Shen Yifei, you destroyed my son's foundation of cultivation. According to the rules of the sect, you should have your cultivation abolished and be thrown into the Blood Prison."

While distracting Shen Yifei with his words, the Grand Elder manipulated the wisp of blood to wrap around Shen Yifei's ankle. "However, I will give you a chance because you are a talented person. If you offer up this cauldron and sign the Blood Soul Contract to serve me as your master, I will not only spare your life, but also make you the vice leader of the Blood Soul Sect. Han Yue's matter will be wiped clean."

Shen Yifei suddenly felt a chill on his ankle and looked down at it.

A strand of blood-red thread had already wrapped around it, feeling cool and like a snake crawling on the skin.

The moment the blood touched his skin, a triumphant smile appeared on the elder's lips.

This Blood Soul Silk was refined by him using the essence and blood of ninety-nine cultivators. Once it enters the meridians, it will flow upwards along the flow of Qi and blood, rushing straight to the sea of ​​consciousness. Those who are hit will have their meridians shattered. Those below the Nascent Soul stage will die on the spot, and even cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage will suffer damage to their souls.

With this underhanded tactic, he has killed countless opponents with higher cultivation levels over the centuries.

Liu Mengli whispered in Shen Yifei's ear, "Master, don't worry, the spiritual energy within you is specifically designed to counter these blood threads. The snake demon's Beast Soul Pill wasn't for nothing!"

No sooner had Liu Mengli finished speaking than blood vessels pierced through her skin and began to penetrate her meridians.

The moment the blood streaks pierced Shen Yifei's meridians, the dark golden core in his dantian suddenly spun around. A surge of spiritual energy, carrying the essence of the snake demon's life force, flowed from the core, along the meridians to his ankles, and enveloped the blood streaks.

The blood vessels writhed violently like leeches falling into boiling water, then turned into a wisp of smoke that emerged from the pores of Shen Yifei's ankle and dissipated completely.

Shen Yifei looked down at his ankle, then looked up at the Grand Elder.

"Elder, your silk thread isn't very good. It drills in, but it doesn't last very long."

The elder's smile froze.

What's inside your body?

"It's nothing, just a snake demon that lived for eight hundred years." Shen Yifei stretched his ankle. "Before it died, it gave me a little gift, saying it could protect me. I initially thought it was stingy, but now it seems the gift is quite useful."

The Grand Elder's eyes turned cold!

The life essence of an eight-hundred-year-old serpent demon. No wonder the Blood Soul Silk couldn't penetrate it. The Blood Soul Silk is refined with human blood, and when it encounters the life essence of a great demon, it's like a mouse encountering a cat—it's naturally at a disadvantage.

"It seems that those beasts in the Blood Soul Cave not only didn't take your life, but also brought you quite a few benefits."

"That's right." Shen Yifei counted on his fingers, "The wolf demon was swallowed, the love demon's heart was shattered, and the snake demon was gnawed on. There are still about twenty left inside. I originally planned to deal with them all at once, but I was afraid you'd get impatient waiting outside, so I came out first. I'll go back in and finish them off another day when I have time."

He spoke casually, yet the hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The elders on both sides exchanged bewildered glances. The twenty-seven great demon souls within the Blood Soul Cave were the treasures that the successive leaders of the Blood Soul Sect had obtained at the cost of their lives.

Normally, when the Blood Soul Cave is opened for disciples to undergo trials, they are always sent to the weakest, most peripheral areas, and are told to come out after an hour. This kid went in for three days, not only did he come out alive, but he also killed the three great demons inside?

Yin Wuxie, sitting on the stone chair, twitched the corner of his mouth.

The Grand Elder stared at Shen Yifei for a long while, then suddenly smiled.

"Boy, you do have some skill. But do you think you can stop me with just a cauldron and the essence of a dead snake?"

He turned to face the elders on both sides of the main hall.

"Gentlemen, Yin Wuxie has handed over the Blood Soul Sect's centuries-old foundation to an outsider, destroyed the Blood Furnace, and crippled the Blood Pill technique. Now he wants to appoint a disciple of the Joyful Union Sect as a guest elder. In the three hundred years since our Blood Soul Sect was founded, when have we ever suffered such humiliation? Today, I, Han, though unworthy, am willing to seek justice for you all."

As soon as he finished speaking, the five elders behind him took a step forward in unison.

The other elders looked at each other, and three more hesitated before standing behind the Grand Elder.

Yin Wuxie leaned back on the stone chair, her eyes sweeping over the eight elders standing behind the Grand Elder, looking at them one by one. The elders she looked at all unconsciously lowered their heads, but none of them retreated.

After the Grand Elder broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, his strength surpassed that of Yin Wuxie, whose soul had been injured.

The Blood Soul Cult's rule has always been that the strong rule, and whoever has the biggest fist goes their way. From a rule-based perspective, there's nothing wrong with the selection of these elders.

The Grand Elder gave a sinister smile. "Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down, offer the cauldron, and submit to me as your master. Or die."

Shen Yifei looked down at the Myriad Things Cauldron.

The monster on the cauldron was looking up at him, its mouth open and its tongue lolling out, as if waiting for his command.

He patted the body of the cauldron and looked up at the eight elders behind the Grand Elder.

"Everyone, I have no grudge against you. If you all go back to your positions now, I'll pretend nothing happened."

None of the eight people moved.

The Grand Elder sneered, "Boy, do you think you can turn them against you with just words? The Blood Soul Sect's rules are that the strong are respected. You, a mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator, what makes you think you can fight me?"

"Take it."

Shen Yifei pushed the Cauldron of All Things forward.

The cauldron deformed in mid-air, with four short, thick legs extending out, and copper-green scales standing up one by one. Its head, almost the size of its body, was raised, its mouth opened to the maximum, revealing a set of jagged fangs.

It landed on the ground, kicked its four short legs twice, and let out a low growl.

An elder behind the Grand Elder, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, took a half-step back. He had personally witnessed the bloody hole in Han Yue's crotch and knew how cunning this little beast was when it came to food.

"What are you afraid of?" The elder didn't even turn his head. "It's just a little beast that has just taken human form. Fifth brother, you go."

The elder called Fifth Elder turned pale instantly.

"Elder, I..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? A late-stage Golden Core cultivator afraid of a mere beast?"

The fifth brother gritted his teeth, pulled a large, ghost-headed sword from his storage bag, its blade wreathed in bloody light. He took a deep breath, pushed off with his feet, and charged towards the little monster.

The little monster remained crouched in place, its eyes following Lao Wu's crotch.

The fifth brother rushed halfway when he saw the little monster's eyes staring intently at his crotch. He felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively held the ghost-headed broadsword horizontally in front of his groin.

The little monster spun around and ripped his crotch out from behind!

"Click."

Clean and efficient.

The fifth brother's ghost-headed broadsword clattered to the ground, and he froze on the spot, his mouth wide open, his eyes bulging out, before falling backward.

The other elders were dumbfounded. One move and he was dismembered. What kind of monster is this?!