However, the only problem is that he is now too strong, and it will probably not be as easy as before to find an enemy stronger than him in this world.

After storing the fetal gall within the glass orb, Zuan couldn't help but remark, "The Zerg's reproductive and fission methods seem to defy the law of conservation of energy."

Normally, reproduction consumes the mother's energy, so the more it reproduces, the weaker the mother should become. However, this demonic insect does the opposite; the more it reproduces, the stronger it becomes.

"The law of conservation of energy?" Mi Li pondered for a moment. "Judging from the name, it seems to be a theory of technological civilizations. However, the universe is vast, and there are too many things that technological civilizations cannot explain for the time being."

Zuan nodded slightly. Many things he encountered in this cultivation world were indeed inexplicable by previous science.

Of course, it's possible that the technology side just hasn't figured out the underlying principles yet. If they do, they can explain those principles in scientific terms.

At this moment, Venerable Heaven and Earth, Venerable Free and Unfettered, and various elders of the Demonic Sect came to pay their respects. Mi Li yawned and said, "Boring, I'm going back to sleep."

After that, there was no further communication.

Zuan was filled with regret. He and Mi Li were now rarely together. She seemed to be avoiding being detected by some being, while gathering some power. Unfortunately, she couldn't tell him.

"Master~" Qiu Honglei quietly tugged at his sleeve, indicating that the followers were still kneeling in worship.

Zuan came to his senses and saw that everyone was still kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear. It seemed that they thought he was going to hold them accountable for their previous betrayal.

Because of the battle just now, the prestige of "Cloud Moon" has reached its peak, and no one in the arena dares to raise any intention to resist.

"Red Tears, you can handle this." Zuan wasn't familiar with the inner workings of the Demonic Cult, and didn't know many of the people there. Dealing with these people would easily expose his weaknesses.

It would be a shame to waste the prestige he had worked so hard to gain for Sister Yun, and besides, he had something more important to do now: rescue Yun Jianyue.

"Yes, Master!" Qiu Honglei also wanted to go with him, but she knew that someone had to stay behind to clean up the mess.

Soon, orders for rewards and punishments were issued one after another, and those who had just been loyal to them and their master would definitely be promoted.

Those who betrayed were also punished, but the punishments were all within acceptable limits, so everyone accepted them without question.

In addition, the recent chaos resulted in the deaths of high-ranking officials like Lu Sanyuan and Chi Fuzi, as well as their confidants. Even Fang Long, who survived the initial crisis, was later slaughtered by demonic insects, just like his father. A large number of positions became vacant, and everyone was motivated to work harder.

Everyone admired Qiu Honglei's fair handling of the matter, thinking that a saintly figure like her was destined to be the next leader of the sect, and that it was not something a toad like Hendrik Willem Van Loon could possibly touch.

After leaving the Yin-Yang Path, Zu'an quickly regained his original appearance, took out the two large pears from his chest and threw them away, and immediately felt refreshed.

He extended his divine sense to cover the entire Qiuchi area and quickly discovered Zhang Zitong's whereabouts.

After thinking for a moment, he put on the embroidered messenger mask again, and his figure flew over, quickly arriving near her. This place was a secluded courtyard, which looked desolate and ancient, and seemed to be a house that had been abandoned for a long time.

Upon seeing his arrival, Zhang Zitong jumped down from a nearby tree, her face full of surprise. However, she looked at his attire with some confusion: "Sir, you've finally arrived. Hmm, don't you need to disguise yourself as that person anymore?"

Zuan hummed in agreement: "No need."

Zhang Zitong hesitated, seemingly wanting to speak but holding back. Openly acting as an embroidered messenger at the Demonic Sect's headquarters—this is truly audacious! If the Demonic Sect discovers this, the two of them will likely face certain doom.

"It seems something big happened over at the Yin-Yang Path. The aftershocks of various terrifying battles are coming. I'm worried that you might be trapped there, but I dare not disobey your orders and leave."

“You did a good job,” Zaun nodded. “Was it hidden here?”

Zhang Zitong nodded: "As you instructed, I found that Lu Sanyuan sent his disciple Ding Xia to investigate. I followed him all the way here and saw him lingering in front of this screen wall for a long time before he finally breathed a sigh of relief and left."

Zuan arrived in front of the screen wall she mentioned. It was actually the kind of screen wall commonly seen in many courtyard houses. The only difference was that the wall was exceptionally smooth, as if it were made of some kind of jade. You could even see your own reflection in it. If you polished it, it would be enough to be used as a mirror.

He glanced around, a smile gradually appearing on his lips: "I see!"