After dismissing Mingxi, Ye Xiruo slipped into the space.

On Mount Sainte, Ye Xiruo remained vigilant at all times, rarely using the system, let alone entering the space.

As it turned out, her caution was justified. Saintess Peak was teeming with experts, and the space, a heaven-defying artifact, was capable of turning couples against each other and fathers and sons against each other. Once exposed, who would care about her identity? Killing her would be merciful; she might even have her soul extracted and be condemned to eternal damnation.

She didn't let the system secretly collect the water from the lotus pond; instead, she openly collected enough water to fill a bathtub. Since it was meant for her cultivation, it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to take some local specialties or souvenirs with her when she left!

Upon entering the space, the first thing she did was harvest all the medicinal herbs in the field. These two months were enough time to plant three batches of herbs, resulting in another huge loss. However, compared to her gains, it was acceptable.

The harvesting of fifth-grade spiritual herbs can no longer be done in batches using mental power; useful herbs must be collected manually.

Some medicinal essences are found in the roots, some in the fruits, and some in the leaves. Each medicinal herb also has different characteristics and preservation methods; some need to be eaten fresh, some need to be dried, and some require special processing.

This was a massive undertaking. Although the process was tedious and arduous, Ye Xiruo persevered. Having missed the growth period of the medicinal herbs, she was now able to observe the mature herbs in detail and gain a deeper understanding of various medicinal materials.

It took a full day and night to harvest all the medicinal herbs. Another day and night were spent processing them, placing them in storage boxes, and using mental energy to crush any unused parts. The crushed herbs were then scattered in the field, and diluted with spiritual water to allow the field to fully absorb the spiritual energy. The next batch of herb seeds were then soaked in the spiritual water; after a day, these seemingly withered and ugly seeds would become plump and vibrant.

After tidying up the medicinal herb field, Ye Xiruo watered the Vajra Bamboo with some spiritual water and used high-grade metal-attribute spirit stones to construct a spirit-gathering array. She carefully dug out the small bamboo shoots that had grown under the Vajra Bamboo and planted them in the open space next to it, watering them with spiritual water, hoping that they would grow up quickly and become a Vajra Bamboo forest as soon as possible.

There were also several bamboo shoots and snow bamboo she had dug up from Saintess Peak. Even though she hadn't had time to tend to them for so many days, the snow bamboo's leaves remained moist and glossy thanks to the rich spiritual water in the space. Ye Xiruo drew another plot of land to plant snow bamboo from now on.

Thinking of the pure and beautiful snow bamboo on Saintess Peak, Ye Xiruo's heart burned with excitement. She was determined to plant a snow bamboo forest as soon as possible so that she could relax and have a drink there. Life couldn't be better.

After planting the snow bamboo, Ye Xiruo ran to the Seven-Colored Divine Spring and carefully observed the Ten-Leaf Sacred Lotus. Surprisingly, a leaf had sprouted. It seemed the primordial energy in the lotus pond had a significant effect on the Ten-Leaf Sacred Lotus.

"System, can the lotus pond water I have be copied?" Ye Xiruo asked expectantly.

Unexpectedly, her response was just two words: "No."

"Why not? Aren't you supposed to be an omnipotent system?"

"Where is your intelligence? The Lotus Pond is different from the Medicinal Spring. Even if there are hundreds or thousands of medicinal herbs in the Medicinal Spring, your space can produce them all. The main spiritual energy in the Lotus Pond is the Ten-Leaf Sacred Lotus. Even if you dismember and fuse all of them, this semi-mature form in your space can only achieve one-third of the effect of the Lotus Pond at most."

"Okay!" What's with this sudden feeling of heartache?

"Even if the Ten-Petaled Sacred Lotus matures, can you bear to turn it all into energy in the lotus pond?"

Ye Xiruo shook her head. Of course she couldn't bear to part with it. This was a rare and precious ten-petaled sacred lotus. It was already an incredibly difficult task to raise even one. Using it for alchemy was the proper thing to do, not for producing lotus ponds.

It took a hundred years for the spiritual energy of the Ten-Petaled Sacred Lotus to fully infuse the lotus pond on Saintess Peak into its waters. She has a cultivation chamber that would only require ten days, but the crucial question is: is it worth it?

After doing the math, it doesn't seem worth it.

Ye Xiruo looked at the Ten-Leaf Sacred Lotus with a complicated expression, then reluctantly looked away.

Ye Xiruo left the space only after she had finished everything in it; only two days had passed outside.

Without her instructions, Mingxi would not let anyone in. Even if someone did come in, the sign outside her cultivation room clearly read "Secluded Cultivation," so she wasn't worried at all about the space being exposed.

While enjoying the feast prepared by Zhang Quan, Ye Xiruo listened to Mingxi's report on the major events that had occurred in the Danwang Palace over the past two months.

"After you left, the Palace Master also went into seclusion, and the atmosphere in the entire Pill King Palace changed instantly. The alchemists are either in seclusion to cultivate or have taken on missions and gone out to train. In this way, the Pill King Palace is almost becoming a martial arts holy land. However, with the Heavenly Ranking competition imminent, the outside world is quite chaotic, and people are being killed every day for various reasons. We already have more than a dozen alchemists who have died outside." Mingxi's mood was somewhat heavy.

These martial artists fight amongst themselves, why involve the alchemists? Alchemists already have very limited attack methods, making it difficult for them to protect themselves outside.

Ye Xiruo put down her chopsticks and narrowed her eyes: "This is outrageous! When did alchemists become objects of their wanton killing and plunder? If this continues, what future does humanity have?"

Ye Xiruo didn't even finish her meal before going straight to Elder Danfeng. From Elder Danfeng, she learned more information. It turned out that the number of alchemists who had died was a conservative estimate; in reality, there were twenty or thirty alchemists who had died, and the lowest rank was fourth grade, with two sixth grade alchemists among them.

A sixth-grade alchemist would be treated as an honored guest among second-rate forces on the continent, enjoying a life of prestige and comfort. To die so mysteriously outside is a huge loss for the Pill King Palace.

If these alchemists could grow up, they would bring immense benefits to the Pill King Palace and humanity. But because of this ridiculous internal strife, they lost their lives in vain.

"Has the cause of death been investigated? Do you think the people of my Pill King Palace are so easy to kill?" Ye Xiruo's smile was somewhat cold.

"Whatever the young master wishes to do, I will stand by your side."

"I want to convene an elders' council. Those who don't attend will tacitly agree with my actions." At this moment, Ye Xiruo, whose face still had a touch of childishness, already resembled a throne in Danfeng's eyes.