"Just keep spoiling her! Wait until she does something really serious, then you can cry!" Little Mirror muttered, looking at the newly appeared cracks on Fang Ruotang's soul.

Just as she was about to lash out again, she saw the new crack quickly enveloped by a surge of spiritual energy and rapidly repaired, at a speed that left the little mirror speechless with astonishment.

Gu Yanjin and the other six ignored him. Except for Rong Xing, who carefully carried Fang Ruotang in his arms, the others used their own methods to dig in the dirt.

Although they didn't want to be like Fang Ruotang, digging for things with their backside sticking out, the Corpse Ghost Vine, being the sixth one, could burrow into the soil. If something was buried too deep, a burst of spiritual energy would cause a large area of ​​the ground to explode, leaving them no choice but to start digging.

Fortunately, apart from being obsessed with saving face in front of Fang Ruotang, none of them cared about saving face in front of each other, since none of the six of them were the type to care about other people's opinions.

Guided by the small mirror, they dug holes one by one, some dozens of meters deep, which was not an easy task even for them now.

Is there anything else?

When Cui Shixu stepped out of the deep pit on his sword, he was clean, but for some reason, he looked disheveled.

He was a clean person, and when he asked the little mirror a question, he couldn't help but use the Cleansing Dust Technique. However, because he had been a mortal for more than ten years, no matter how many times he used the spell, he never truly bathed and changed his clothes, and he always felt unclean.

Don't rush me, I'm looking for it!

The little mirror flipped through the Retrospective Mirror, searching for the locations where the Corpse Demon Vine had hidden treasures each time. Once found, it would point out the locations to Gu Yanjin and the others so they could dig them up.

Don't you have any magical tools for treasure hunting?

No, but there's a kind of treasure-hunting mouse. If we come across one, we can catch one for the lady! She'll probably love it. Besides, treasure-hunting mice are incredibly cute, shimmering with golden light, and completely different from ordinary mice in the mortal world.

Little Mirror's words, seemingly spoken only to Cui Shixu, were remembered by the other five people who were busy with their own things, because Fang Ruotang would definitely like this little mouse that could find treasures.

One machine and six people, busy at work.

They could have easily put Fang Ruotang on the recliner, but they just wouldn't. After the six of them took turns carrying Fang Ruotang two or three times, Fang Ruotang woke up.

When she woke up, she was nestled in Ye Wuxia's arms.

When I opened my eyes, I was met with his gentle and focused gaze.

To be honest, it's a bit scary.

If you open your eyes and are stared at by two big, dark eyes, would your first reaction be happiness? The first reaction would be shock, okay?

Fang Ruotang was quite bold. She didn't have any physical reaction, but her heart skipped a beat. She quickly calmed down and remembered what had happened before she went to sleep.

"Put me down first."

Fang Ruotang patted Ye Wuxia's chest. He was already sitting on the chair with her in his arms. After greeting him, he easily stood up.

Looking at the uneven ground around them, but seeing no one else, they asked in confusion, "Where are they? Are they in these holes?"

“They’ve already finished digging around here. They’ve moved on to a more distant area. According to Xiao Jingzi, they’re almost done digging. These are the ones I dug out.”

Ye Wuxia waved his hand and took out everything he had dug out earlier, piling it in front of Fang Ruotang.

There were dozens or even hundreds of storage bags of various shapes piled up in front of them, forming a small mountain. In addition, there were also various weapons piled up on the ground.

The spiritual energy left on the storage bag by the dead can be easily wiped away. Fang Ruotang picked one up, wiped it off casually, and opened the storage bag to take a look inside.

"Wow, so many things! These are clearly not things that an ordinary junior disciple could possess. They must belong to at least an elder-level cultivator in a sect, right?" Fang Ruotang exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Wuxia recognized the color of the storage bag and chuckled as she replied, "Little Mirror said that the owner of this storage bag was a cultivator from thousands of years ago. Back then, resources were more abundant, and some cultivators were able to ascend and receive the guidance of the Heavenly Dao."

"Little Mirror said this secret realm hasn't been opened for thousands of years, so it must have been inhabited by people from the past. If we dig all of these out, we'll really become rich overnight!" Fang Ruotang looked like a little money-grubber.

Ye Wuxia didn't understand, but she thought Fang Ruotang was cute.

What he didn't understand was that Fang Ruotang had never lacked anything since she was a child, and he didn't know why she liked these things.

In other words, he didn't ask directly, but if he had asked even one question, Fang Ruotang would have explained to him the joy of zero-yuan shopping and getting things for free.

"Sir, you're recovering very quickly!"

【yes! 】

Fang Ruotang couldn't explain the reason, but she had a little understanding of her own body. All the elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—liked her, and her spiritual power was even stronger.

This spiritual energy was constantly washing over her body, and it was even more intense when she sat down to cultivate. The spiritual energy within a mile radius seemed to want to rush into her body.

Her body was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much energy she had, it wouldn't burst.

So although she didn't quite understand, she knew that she now possessed not only the faith of the Great Yong Dynasty but also the spiritual power of the Cloud Deep Continent. Most importantly, she realized that, for her, the so-called primordial power was not actually that important.

The little mirror repeatedly threatened her, trying to stop her from using this power, but she realized that this power was hers and wouldn't disappear even if she used it.

It's just like the power of an ordinary mortal.

I've tilled an acre of land today, and I'm a little tired, but after eating a bowl of rice and resting for a while, I can go back to work in the fields.

Fang Ruotang is in the same situation now.

However, it is true that her soul has not fully recovered. Now, she can see inward and can see her own soul.

"...My lord, you'd better control yourself. Only when you're fully recovered can we escape this world and return to our original world."

[Leave?]

Yes! To break away.

Do you mean I want to ascend to immortality?

[Similar, but not quite; it's just that the soul returns to its place, and will then leave this physical body and return to its original form.]

Fang Ruotang frowned upon hearing this.

In the past, she would have been overjoyed, since her health was poor back then. But now, she feels that this body is quite good, beautiful, and exceptionally powerful.

However, Fang Ruotang didn't say much. Since it was her original body, it must be even more powerful, but she hadn't regained her memories yet, so she didn't have any thoughts about it.

But if she leaves, does that mean abandoning all her relatives and friends?

This was even harder for Fang Ruotang to accept than having to switch bodies, so she asked directly, her little face contorted in a bitter expression.