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The moment Shen Yifei's divine sense touched the depths of Su Huan's soul, he felt an extremely faint allure.

That alluring charm was like a spider's thread, struggling to grab onto something. This woman truly lived up to her reputation for cultivating seductive arts; even though she was practically falling apart, she still instinctively tried to seduce people.

Shen Yifei was both amused and exasperated, and dared not be distracted, focusing on pouring the five elements of magic into it.

Su Huan's body slowly regained its color, changing from transparent to semi-transparent, and then returning to a slightly fleshy color. Her eyelashes fluttered, and a soft groan escaped her throat.

"She's alive! She's alive!" Liu Mengli breathed a sigh of relief. "That little slut is lucky to be alive."

Shen Yifei withdrew his divine sense and looked down at Su Huan in his arms. Su Huan slowly opened her eyes, saw Shen Yifei's face, paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Young Master... I'm still alive?"

"Yes, you're alive and well." Shen Yifei helped her up. "Don't be so foolish in the future; you almost got yourself into trouble."

Su Huan sat up, finding herself completely limp, with only a few pieces of her clothing clinging to her body. Her face flushed slightly, and she tugged at her clothes: "Young Master, you...you saved me?"

Liu Mengli tugged at her sleeve, which had been torn by the black wind, and glanced at the two of them dressed. She coughed lightly and said, "Stop being all lovey-dovey, Master. If you two don't find some clothes to wear soon, some little devils passing by will see you naked."

Shen Yifei then realized that he was still naked.

His face flushed, and he instinctively hid behind Liu Mengli.

Su Huan chuckled, "Young Master, I've already seen your body, why are you shy now?"

Shen Yifei was extremely embarrassed. Although he was a seasoned veteran, he was like a novice in front of Su Huan. She had aroused him with just a few words.

Liu Mengli rummaged through her storage bag and pulled out one of her own clothes, tossing it to him: "Make do with this for now, we'll figure something out once we get out."

Shen Yifei hurriedly put it on; it was a light blue dress. It was too short and tight on him, with the trousers hanging down to his calves and half of his wrists showing through the sleeves. He looked quite comical.

Liu Mengli found another outfit for Su Huan. The clothes were a bit loose, but they still had a unique charm when worn.

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Looking at Shen Yifei's incongruous appearance, Liu Mengli giggled incessantly, "Master, if Ye Ling saw you dressed like this, she would kick you out on the spot."

Mentioning Ye Ling, Shen Yifei sighed, "The Cauldron of All Things is isolated. Shi Yan is quite resourceful; it seems he has figured out all of you."

Liu Mengli thought it made sense, but in Lunji's memories, although Shi Yan was the leader of the Nine Demons, he did not have the domineering aura of a demon leader.

But it is often these kinds of people who keep their thoughts to themselves, making them hard to understand.

The three continued walking along the Road to the Underworld.

Shen Yifei was wearing Liu Mengli's light blue dress, which felt chilly in the wind. As he walked, he pulled down the hem of the dress, saying, "Mengli, do you have any clothes a little bigger?"

"Master, this is already my longest dress. Just wear it as is. When we get to the Viewing Platform, we'll steal a judge's robe for you to change into."

Su Huan followed behind, trying to hold back her laughter, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Liu Mengli rolled her eyes at Su Huan, "Don't laugh at him either. You're no better. You made that dress look like you were pregnant."

Su Huan looked down at her waist, not annoyed at all, but instead sticking out her belly: "Then whose child is this in my belly?"

Liu Mengli pointed at Shen Yifei, "Of course it's his, he just planted the seed."

Su Huan subconsciously clutched her stomach. "No...nothing like that, just now...just now...I didn't have time to..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifei quickly interrupted her. These two women were the type to say anything, and if they continued, who knew what kind of stories they would fabricate about him?

"Mengli, can you be serious for once? I'm a human, he's a ghost, how could that be..."

Liu Mengli laughed heartily, "Master, I didn't mean what you think about planting seeds."

"Then what are you talking about?"

Su Huan froze for a moment, looked down, and indeed felt that her stomach was slightly protruding. "I...I'm really pregnant?"

"Pregnant my foot!" Shen Yifei walked over irritably, slapped her belly, and said, "Mengli was just teasing you. You're not pregnant, you're just angry, full of anger."

As he patted her, Su Huan exclaimed softly, "Oh...it moved...something moved inside me!"

Shen Yifei's smile vanished at Su Huan's shout.

He reached out and placed his hand on Su Huan's stomach, his palm pressed against her lower abdomen. Through the fabric, he could indeed feel a faint rhythm.

The rhythm was very light and slow, somewhat like a heartbeat, and also somewhat like something turning over.

Liu Mengli also came over and pressed it as well.

She frowned slightly, gently probing with her Samsara Power, before withdrawing her hand after several breaths. "Master, that ball of energy in her stomach... something's not right. My Samsara Power probed in, but it seemed to hit a barrier and couldn't get in."

Shen Yifei stared at Su Huan's stomach for a long time. Su Huan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and subconsciously covered her stomach with her hand: "Young master, don't look at me like that, we're not... Thirteen Niang can get pregnant, but I can't."

Shen Yifei waved his hand, shifting his gaze from her stomach. "Never mind that for now. The Viewing Platform is just ahead. We need to get down to business."

The three of them walked along the Road to the Underworld for about two more hours. Along the way, Liu Mengli's mouth never stopped, chattering and teasing Shen Yifei and Su Huan, and occasionally bringing up Thirteen Sister.

Su Huan was a little reserved at first, but after listening to Liu Mengli talk more, she started to fight back. The two of them went back and forth, filling Shen Yifei's ears with their chatter the whole way.

Shen Yifei had made a plan: Liu Mengli would stay at the Myriad Things Cauldron in the future, and Su Huan... he had a plan to have her live in the Spirit Ruins.

These two women should absolutely not be put together.

As the three walked, the gray sky seemed to be torn open by something, and suddenly it brightened up.

Shen Yifei squinted and looked over. A high platform had appeared out of thin air a hundred feet away.

The platform was built of dark blue-black boulders, about three zhang high, with a wide surface and no steps on any of the four sides, standing bare in the middle of the wilderness.

The platform is covered with cracks, from which a layer of grayish-white mist seeps out. The mist flows slowly along the stone wall, neither rising nor dissipating, completely enveloping the entire Wangxiangtai (Viewing Hometown Platform).

"We've arrived. This should be the Viewing Platform," Shen Yifei said in a low voice.

Liu Mengli moved closer to him, the power of reincarnation flowing in her eyes as she scanned the surroundings. "Something's not right, Master. The Terrace of Longing for Home should be guarded by ghost messengers, with a line of souls waiting to see their loved ones one last time, but look..."

Shen Yifei also noticed that the area around the Wangxiang Terrace was completely empty; there wasn't a ghost messenger, not even a wandering soul.

Su Huan looked around. "Young Master, to reach the Viewing Platform, we must cross the River of Oblivion. Why is there no river here?"