In the following days, Tang Muxi recorded a copy of the Star Shifting Decision along with the deserted island to hand over to Jiang Yin.
After receiving the deserted island, Jiang Yin began to set up formations and adjust the feng shui, gradually transforming the island’s energy.
Although there were few spiritual plants on the deserted island, it was still part of Floating Immortal Island, rich in spiritual energy, which was very unfavorable for nurturing evil spirits.
Jiang Yin established formations to sever the spiritual veins extending from the main island, extracting all the spiritual energy from the deserted island.
She then crushed the remaining spirits and the souls of the dead, turning them into strands of soul power that permeated the entire small island.
Lacking sufficient power, she made a special trip to the black market, spending a fortune to buy a large amount of blood and souls to fill the island.
Theoretically, using demonic veins would be better, but unfortunately, she couldn’t find any, so she had to settle for relying on magical beasts, souls, and blood for nourishment.
She deliberately isolated the entire island to avoid affecting the main island.
After spending a significant amount of resources and working hard for half a month, the deserted island finally transformed into a ghostly land of evil spirits.
Soul power surged, and the aura of evil spirits roiled.
Even during the bright daylight, the entire island was filled with a dense, eerie ghostly energy, obscuring the sun and making it nearly impossible to see clearly.
Jiang Yin was very satisfied with the transformation of the deserted island and released the Soul Jade Marrow, which complemented this ghostly land, nourishing each other while relying on the abundant soul power emitted to cultivate the drought demon.
At the same time, she set up formations to concentrate the power for her own cultivation.
During this busy time for Jiang Yin, Tang Muxi began to farm again.
After the last plowing, a hundred acres of mixed primordial purple soil had been left idle.
She had the young seeds of the winning Ziyun Vine Fruit, as well as the thousand-year-old Qinglong Ginseng and mixed primordial spirit fruit.
These were all treasures of the earth level, so they naturally had to be prioritized for planting and carefully nurtured.
The Ziyun Vine Fruit was relatively easy, as it was a young seed that could be directly buried in the soil.
The mixed primordial spirit fruit and the thousand-year-old Qinglong Ginseng were a bit more troublesome because they were already mature and required compatible methods for planting.
The spirit fruit contained seeds, which Tang Muxi extracted and buried in the soil, while she directly consumed the mixed primordial spirit fruit.
The mixed primordial spirit fruit was an earth-level fruit that could greatly enhance the power of one’s divine sense and refine the body.
As soon as she swallowed it, she immediately felt a powerful force permeating her body.
Just one fruit allowed Tang Muxi to break through to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, raising her cultivation level by four levels, and there were faint signs of forming a core.
Tang Muxi was taken aback and quickly sat down to consolidate her cultivation, compressing and solidifying the dissipated power with great effort until she barely managed to stabilize at the peak.
The surrounding whirlpool of spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and the signs of breakthrough slowly concealed themselves.
Tang Muxi let out a sigh of relief.
The higher the grade of the spirit fruit consumed, the more pure the power and the fewer side effects there were.
Earth-level fruits had almost no side effects, so breaking through in one go was not a big deal.
However, since it wasn’t her own cultivation, frequently relying on external resources could easily lead to a shaky foundation and unstable strength.
Even if she were to break through in the future, it might not be as good as others, so solidifying her cultivation was very important.
Although she hadn’t broken through, after absorbing the power of the Primordial Spirit Fruit, Tang Muxi could clearly feel her spiritual awareness significantly enhanced.
The once narrow sea of consciousness had expanded by half, and her senses felt refreshed, as if she had been reborn.
Her body had also become more resilient.
Although she still looked delicate, every inch of her skin was permeated with subtle strength.
The impurities within her bones had been removed, making her physique more solid, and her Dao bones purer.
Her cultivation might not have reached the Golden Core stage, but the strength of her spiritual awareness and body had already arrived.
There were a total of ten Primordial Spirit Fruits; after taking two for seeds and eating one, only one remained, which she reserved for Jiang Yin.
The remaining eight were intact and could be saved for alchemy or other uses.
In any case, she couldn’t be greedy and eat them all at once.
The Millennium Blue Dragon Ginseng had no seeds and couldn’t continue to grow once planted in the soil; it could only nourish slowly.
Tang Muxi had no shortage of land, so she didn’t mind planting it in the soil to maintain its power gradually.
With the most precious spiritual plant planted, the remaining vast land was used to cultivate low-tier spiritual plants found in the mountains.
The Primordial Purple Soil was, after all, of the Earth grade, and using it to plant Yellow grade spiritual plants was too wasteful.
Moreover, once she reached the Golden Core stage, she would hardly need Yellow grade elixirs for her future cultivation.
Therefore, there was no need to consider it; the remaining land would all be planted with Xuan grade spiritual plants.
Her storage bag contained quite a few Xuan grade spiritual plants, some collected from the Tianji Secret Realm earlier, and some saved when she first learned alchemy.
When Tang Muxi took them out one by one, they piled up to a small mountain, truly startling her.
It turned out that she had become so wealthy without realizing it.
However, no matter how much stock she had, it was insignificant compared to the one hundred acres of Primordial Purple Soil.
These days, she had been running into the mountains, collecting Xuan grade spiritual plants extensively.
Whenever she saw one, regardless of its size, she would directly use the Star Shift Technique to uproot it, acting like a little bandit.
Even so, after several days, only about one-third of the vast soil had been planted.
One couldn’t just focus on one area when harvesting; it needed to be developed comprehensively and sustainably.
Tang Muxi felt that she had nearly finished uprooting the spiritual plants, so she began to organize the spiritual spring.
The spiritual springs Jiang Yin had given her were of good quality, with pure power and no impurities, making it too wasteful to use for large-scale irrigation.
Tang Muxi simply selected a portion to irrigate the Earth grade spiritual plants, then dug a pit to fill the rest, connecting it with the spiritual springs on the island for mutual nourishment.
The cold pond water was also mixed in, causing layers of icy mist to rise in the wide lake, which was as vast as the sea.
Occasionally, ice dust and frost would condense within, creating a beautiful scene with swirling mist.
However, there were very few things in the water, only a few spiritual fish used for cooking, clear and clean, allowing one to see to the bottom at a glance.
Tang Muxi then began searching for rivers within the Ethereal Mountain Range to see if there were any aquatic creatures living there that she could move over to raise.
As it turned out, her luck was indeed quite good.
The day was clear, and Tang Muxi finished her training early in the morning, wandering around the mountain.
In late autumn, many leaves were gradually changing color, and with a gust of cold wind, they floated down in a grand manner.
The ground was covered with dry leaves, crunching underfoot with a rustling sound.
After living in the mountains for several months, Tang Muxi was already familiar with her surroundings, having visited many places, but she had never ventured into the canyon to the south of the mountain.
Today, she planned to explore it a bit.
She descended the mountain, heading towards the deep valley on the southern side.
The canyon was deep and narrow, with towering cliffs on both sides.
From the outside, it looked like a dark, endless path, quite terrifying, with even the vast sky blocked out, forming a narrow bright line overhead.
Inside, it was dim and somewhat chilly.
After entering, Tang Muxi took out a luminous pearl to light her way and cautiously walked deeper into the canyon.
The sides were filled with jagged rocks, and the wind twisted and turned within the valley, producing a low, muffled sound, like the wailing of ghosts.
Tang Muxi was extremely frightened and made up her mind: if she didn’t discover anything after walking another hundred steps, she would turn back immediately.
Treasure hunting was fine, but the priority was to stay alive.
With this thought in mind, she trembled as she moved forward, counting her steps in her heart.
As she approached one hundred steps, still finding nothing, just when she was about to turn back in doubt, something cold and bone-chilling suddenly grabbed her ankle.
The object was rough on the surface and tightened around her, digging into her skin like a fine needle when she pulled.
Fortunately, she was wearing a protective robe, which could withstand some of the pressure.
“Ah!!!”
Tang Muxi screamed, her heart skipping a beat in fright, and she quickly drew a spirit sword, slashing wildly at the thing.
At that moment, she suddenly regretted it; she didn’t have a single decent attack talisman on her, just an ordinary yellow-grade white sword.
What was she learning alchemy for?
She should be forging weapons!
She should be drawing talismans!
To her surprise, her aimless strike actually injured the thing.
The sword pierced in as if stabbing into a thick rope, and a cool, viscous liquid flowed onto her ankle.
In her moment of panic, she hadn’t taken a good look.
Now, as the luminous pearl fell to the ground, Tang Muxi finally saw that the object was a section of green vine.
However, the branches and leaves were somewhat sharp, resembling small knives.
The liquid from the vine shimmered with an eerie bluish-green glow, faintly luminous, and it was clear at a glance that it was not a good sign.
Before Tang Muxi could react, the vines that stretched from the ground suddenly surged up.
—It was angry.
For some reason, Tang Muxi could actually understand its “emotions.”
But it was still useless; the vines were incredibly clingy.
After surging up, they quickly wrapped around her body and swiftly pulled her down into the soil.
She was going to be buried alive!
Tang Muxi was startled, and before she could even cast a spell for help, she was completely dragged underground.
At that moment, Jiang Yin, who was in seclusion on the deserted island preparing to condense her power, suddenly opened her eyes.
The trace of energy buried within Tang Muxi had vanished!
In the blink of an eye, there was hardly any time to react!
Jiang Yin was furious, withdrawing her energy and rushing toward the direction where the energy had disappeared.
But before she could arrive, a sudden intuition struck her like a bolt of lightning.
The hidden strands of ghostly energy and demonic energy around her began to thicken, quickly forming a massive vortex centered around Jiang Yin.
Thick dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, blocking the bright midday sun, and in just a moment, the sky was completely covered.
Meanwhile, the Imprisoning Demon Sword, which had been quietly resting in her sea of consciousness, suddenly sensed the change and appeared beside her.
Jiang Yin’s footsteps came to a halt, her expression dark enough to drip water.
“Golden Core Thunder Tribulation…”
The four words were almost spat out through gritted teeth.
“Why does it have to come at this critical moment!”
Jiang Yin was unwilling, but no matter how furious she felt inside, she had to return to the deserted island immediately.
Cultivators already went against the heavens; after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, every breakthrough became extremely difficult.
Moreover, the higher the cultivation level, the greater the risk of failure and death.
Even in her previous life as a powerful Demon Lord, she would never dare to be careless at such a crucial moment.
Crossing tribulations in an unfamiliar mountain, surrounded by numerous demonic beasts, she might not even know how she died in the end.
Jiang Yin clenched her fists, her sharp eyes fixed firmly on the southern mountain.
“Wait for me.”
As her words fell, a terrifying thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the sky, rushing down with great force, striking directly at Jiang Yin.
