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Not only are the required medicinal herbs extremely rare and hard to find, but the control over the heat and the fusion of medicinal power is also extremely demanding; the slightest deviation will result in the failure of all previous efforts.

Ye Guyue stroked the pill formula with her fingertips, shaking her head inwardly.

With his current divine power, purifying medicinal materials is not a problem, but the refining of elixirs requires the harmony of medicinal properties, and it cannot be accomplished by simply piling up strength.

Pills of the Qiankun Creation Pill level cannot be rushed; one must slowly explore and refine them.

Just as he was pondering this, a golden phantom appeared beside him.

The Holy Dragon God crossed his arms, raised an eyebrow at him, and asked, "What's this? Why are you suddenly so interested in alchemy?"

Ye Guyue raised her eyes, her expression calm: "Now that the Pill Hall has been established, the system must be fully built. Low-grade pills should be popularized, while high-grade pills can hold their own. If the Qiankun Creation Pill can be successfully made, the foundation of the Federation's top combat power can be greatly improved."

The Holy Dragon God scoffed, "Easy for you to say. These kinds of pills are considered rare treasures. They're not so easy to refine. You should first thoroughly understand the basic pill-making process. With your wife's life essence as a foundation, you'll eventually get to the point by slowly grinding through them."

Saint Dragon God chatted with Ye Guyue for a few words and then left.

Ye Guyue also set off to go home. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard groaning sounds coming from under the eaves.

Looking up, Ye Longyue was slumped in a soft chair, while Ye Xingchuan stood behind her, rubbing his shoulders with a pained expression.

"Yue'er, why are you ordering your brother around again?" Ye Guyue walked over, her tone full of helplessness.

Ye Longyue turned around and saw him. Her eyes lit up for a moment, then drooped again: "Dad, you've finally come out. You've been holed up in the alchemy room for days. I was so bored."

"Dad!" Ye Xingchuan immediately stopped, as if he had seen a savior. "My sister has been kneading for almost half an hour, saying that I am strong and that I have to do it."

"What, you're upset about giving your own sister a shoulder massage?" Ye Longyue glanced at him, speaking with righteous indignation. "Who was it that got stuck in their cultivation last time, and I had to spar with them until midnight? You're not even happy about this little thing?"

Ye Xingchuan muttered, "Sparring is sparring, shoulder massage is shoulder massage... they're two different things."

Ye Guyue sighed and sat down beside her, saying, "If you're bored, go cultivate."

Ye Longyue leaned over and tugged at his sleeve, "Dad, alchemy is so boring, why don't you spar with us? Last time, Senior Xiong Jun was so cool, I want to practice the practical application of spatial teleportation too."

Ye Guyue raised an eyebrow: "With your level of cultivation, you still want to learn from Xiong Jun? It's not like you can't."

Gu Yuena, A Yin, and Bibi Dong came out.

Seeing Ye Guyue finally return, Gu Yuena laughed: "My husband finally decided to come back? You've been neglecting us every day."

Ye Guyue stopped in his tracks, about to explain, when Gu Yuena stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, and led him into the room.

"and many more!"

The door closed.

Bibi Dong leaned against the door, her red lips slightly parted, a hint of amusement in her eyes: "Husband, it's time to repay what you owe us."

Ye Guyue looked terrified and took a half step back: "You... don't do anything rash."

Ah Yin stepped forward, her tone gentle yet leaving no room for refusal: "Brother Gu Yue, just accept it."

Next, things took a dramatic turn.

Three days and three nights. Outside, the sun rises and sets, while inside, only the mingling of scents and the disheveled bed remain.

Ye Guyue's strength was gradually drained away. From initial resistance to exhaustion, she eventually lost the strength to even lift her hand.

The three women, however, became even more beautiful, with rosy complexions and moist eyes, as if they had absorbed some kind of nourishment.

On the third day at dusk, Ye Guyue was finally completely empty.

He lay paralyzed on the bed, his wrists and ankles locked in cold iron chains, the iron rings pressed against his skin, cold and heavy.

He tried to move it, but only heard the faint clanging of the chains.

Ye Guyue stared at the ceiling, a sigh of despair rising within her.

He never imagined he would end up like this. A grown man, now unable to even turn over, he could only lie on his back, while the three women by his bedside did their hair and chatted.

Gu Yuena sat sideways on the edge of the bed, her fingertips playing with his hair: "What, you're not convinced?"

Ye Guyue turned her head away, her voice hoarse: "You guys are crazy."

Bibi Dong walked over, leaned down to look at him, and said in a light tone, "Crazy? You were the one who neglected us first."

Ah Yin handed him a glass of water and carefully fed it to his lips: "Brother Gu Yue, don't be angry, drink some water."

Ye Guyue drank some water, which made his throat feel a little better, but the frustration in his heart didn't lessen at all. He wanted to speak, but found himself at a loss for words.

He was powerless to resist these three people working together.

The iron chain swayed slightly, and Ye Guyue closed her eyes, deciding to let it go.

No matter what you say, it's useless; they simply won't let him go.

Gu Yuena stood up and clapped her hands: "Get some rest, we'll talk again tonight."

Ye Guyue opened her eyes, watched her turn and leave, then looked at A Yin and Bibi Dong left behind, and only one thought remained in her mind: When will this end?

After resting for two days, Ye Guyue finally regained some strength.

The chains were removed, and he sat up, stretching his stiff wrists.

Gu Yuena was not in the room; only Bibi Dong and A Yin were sitting at the table drinking tea.

Ye Guyue walked to the table and sat down, looking at Bibi Dong: "Where is your God of Destruction Trial?"

Bibi Dong put down her teacup: "The seventh test."

Ye Guyue turned to look at A Yin: "And you?"

A-Yin replied, "The Goddess of Life's test is also the seventh test."

Ye Guyue nodded. The progress was much faster than he had expected. He calculated the time and had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Once the Soul Master Competition is over, it will be about time to ascend to the God Realm," he said.

Bibi Dong glanced at him: "Are you going too?"

“Go,” Ye Guyue said. “Things that need to be done must be done.”

Ah Yin smiled and didn't ask any more questions.

Meanwhile, the Tang Clan...

In the small pavilion in the backyard, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong sat together.

Several plates of snacks were on the table, but no one touched them much.

Zhu Zhuqing spoke up: "This time, we can still participate in the Soul Master Competition."

Ning Rongrong chimed in, "Yes."

Zhu Zhuqing looked into the distance, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

Participating in another session means staying in the human world for a longer period of time.

It wasn't that she was unwilling, but she felt that the longer things dragged on, the harder it would be to resolve some issues.

Xiao Wu's gaze fell on the plate of snacks, but she had no appetite.

In the days immediately following Tang San's death, she felt completely lost, waking up to cry, crying herself to sleep, as if half the sky had collapsed.

After enduring so long, the excruciating pain has gradually subsided and is no longer so unbearable. However, in the quiet of the night, I still think back to the days when I used to laugh and play at Shrek Academy.

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Ning Rongrong looked at her expression and said softly, "Xiao Wu, don't overthink it. Tang San chose the path that led him to become a Fallen Soul Master. It has nothing to do with us."

Xiao Wu gave a soft "hmm".

She had long understood that Tang San later became so stubborn that he wouldn't listen to anything they said, and that's why he ended up like this; she had no one to blame but herself.

But after all, we grew up together, so it's not true to say we've completely let go.

“Who knows, we might even be able to go to the God Realm someday.” Ning Rongrong’s tone relaxed a bit. “The Spirit Hall is so powerful right now, and His Holiness the Pope has divine power. Maybe one day he’ll take us to ascend to heaven. Of course, it’s just a possibility, but there’s always hope.”

Xiao Wu paused, a hint of disbelief flashing across her eyes.

She used to hope that she and Tang San could ascend to the God Realm together and become a divine couple.

Now things have changed, and the mention of the divine realm feels somewhat unfamiliar.

Zhu Zhuqing put down her teacup, her voice cool and clear: "Let's take care of the present first. If we can participate in the Soul Master Competition, let's do our best. It's always good to gain more practical experience. Life is peaceful now, and we don't have to hide from each other. That's better than anything else."

Xiao Wu looked up and smiled, a faint but genuine smile.

"You're right. People always have to look forward."

As time went by, the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament was fast approaching.

The various competition zones across the three continents are making intensive preparations, and participating teams are heading to Wuhun City one after another.

Within the Star Luo Empire, after Dai Mubai took over Star Luo Academy, he integrated the old Shrek Academy troops with the academy's elite forces, training and refining them day and night.

The team was ready to go, and he was determined to return to his peak in the competition. He thought Zhu Zhuqing would come to join him, but after waiting for a long time, no one came.

On the Spirit Hall's training ground, several figures passed each other, and the sounds of colliding soul power rose and fell.

As Ye Longyue landed after finishing her move, she flicked her wrist and looked at Zhu Zhuqing beside her: "Really not going back to Xingluo? They're probably still waiting for you over there."

Zhu Zhuqing wiped the sweat from her forehead and said calmly, "I'm not going back. It's easier for me to stay here and cooperate with you. There's no need to go back and forth."

She knew in her heart that she and Dai Mubai were no longer on the same path.