Liu Yunqing had no idea that she had been extremely lucky to avoid a troublesome situation.

Upon returning to Mingzhao Peak, and finding no news from Daoist Mingzhao, they immediately entered the Golden Crow Space upon arriving at their cave dwelling.

After entering the space and completing his routine cultivation, Liu Yunqing immediately got busy.

She first soaked all the spiritual plants and seeds she bought in the spring water produced in the space, and then flew to the top of the space.

Looking down over the entire space, Liu Yunqing communicated with his mind, raised his hand in one direction, and a series of rumbling sounds were heard as a mountain range rose up from the ground.

Press down further, and a dried-up riverbed appears, dividing the space into two concentric circles.

With a gentle flick of the finger, the winding path gives rise to countless tributaries, and the towering mountain range is divided into high and low undulations.

Since the five elements of space have not yet been fully completed, the construction of space does not need to be too complicated.

Even so, as Liu Yunqing watched those mountains and rivers come into being with the slightest movement of his hand, a surge of passionate pride and a desire to control the world welled up in his heart.

Is this the power of the path to immortality?

Is this the power possessed by the spirit realm or the divine realm?

Is her current perception of the Golden Crow Space the same as the perception of the Spirit Realm or God Realm towards realms like the Sun Realm?

No, it feels like it should be better.

Liu Yunqing floated in the air, quietly enjoying the beauty of achieving the Great Dao, before looking down at the simple reality.

Finally, after adjusting the layout, Liu Yunqing landed back on the ground and directed the spring water into the river.

Thinking back to the last spring, which only served as a base for the lake, Liu Yunqing assumed that the spring would dry up quickly this time as well. However, to his surprise, it did not dry up this time.

Although the speed at which the spring water flows into the river slows down, eventually becoming a trickle, it never stops flowing.

This is an unexpected bonus. According to this calculation, the speed at which the river flows from one end to the other should be much faster.

After reading it, Liu Yunqing went to the eastern side of the inner circle enclosed by the river.

With a wave of his hand, Liu Yunqing raised a crescent-shaped hillside and positioned the opening towards the lake where Xiao Jiao was, intending to build the courtyard on the hillside.

For the materials used to build the courtyard, Liu Yunqing used bamboo that she could find randomly in the mountains.

She first drew a picture of the courtyard she dreamed of, and then she worked on the bamboo.

The way cultivators build houses is different from ordinary people. With just a few swift movements, the bamboo is cut into the required length and size.

Liu Yunqing then used the Object Capture Technique to install the cut bamboo sections one by one, and the basic shape of a bamboo courtyard was formed.

As for the remaining decorative details, they need to be meticulously crafted by hand.

Liu Yunqing did not waste this time. When cultivators carve the details of the bamboo house, they do not do it by hand. Instead, they infuse spiritual power into their fingertips and control the spiritual power to carve in the air.

The task was accomplished, and the process also helped improve control over spiritual energy, making it a win-win situation.

Realizing that this was effective, Liu Yunqing was no longer in a hurry, and her movements became calm and leisurely.

It was a month later when the entire courtyard was built. Not only had Liu Yunqing's cultivation level increased, but his ability to use spiritual power had also reached a new level.

Looking at the tables and chairs she had slowly made, Liu Yunqing lay down on the rocking chair she had just finished making, admired her masterpiece for a while, and then got up to check on the soaked seeds and seedlings.

Liu Yunqing bought a lot of saplings at the market this time, and planted them sparsely, but still did not fill the entire mountain range.

Around the small courtyard where Liu Yunqing lived, she did not plant flowers, but instead transplanted a large area of ​​bamboo.

Including that red bamboo that showed no signs of spiritual energy fluctuation.

The two are compared, and it does seem like "a single red flower amidst a sea of ​​green".

After planting the saplings, Liu Yunqing then cultivated a medicinal herb garden and several spirit fields, and then set up a spirit-gathering array and a rain-dispersing array.

Finally, the seeds that had been soaked in the spiritual spring were scattered in the herb garden.

In the end, Liu Yunqing only had that mysterious seed left in her hand.

Although its origin and purpose were unknown, given the gimmick of being from ten thousand years ago, Liu Yunqing eventually planted the seed next to the spiritual spring.

Three more months passed by the time the basic land reclamation of the entire space was completed.

The bamboo and fruit trees that were planted first, except for a very few that were damaged, have all survived and grown new branches and leaves.

The planted medicinal herbs, however, suffer some losses due to the different planting skills required.

Most of the seeds that were sown have already sprouted, a few have successfully sprouted but not survived, and a very small number are still not moving.

During these four months, the spring's water output has recovered at a much faster pace, and the drawn spring water has successfully flowed throughout the entire river.

Looking at the lake where Xiao Jiao had shed her skin, with its edges already lined with stones and redecorated, Liu Yunqing nodded in satisfaction, but did not rise into the air to look down.

Everything was just beginning, and it was all rather sparse. It was obvious that there wasn't much to see. On the contrary, so much time had passed, and I wondered how her natal magic weapon was doing.

Liu Yunqing glanced at Xiao Jiao, who was still at the bottom of the lake, and then flashed out of the space.

After returning to his cave and completing his daily cultivation, Liu Yunqing went to look for Jian Xing, but Jian Xing was not there. Instead, he happened to run into Daoist Mingzhao.

The other party happened to be looking for Liu Yunqing, and upon seeing her approach, they quickly greeted her:

"Perfect timing, come with me to see your treasures."

Liu Yunqing followed Daoist Mingzhao into the weapon-refining room and saw several orbs of light floating above the earth fire vein.

Upon closer inspection, the components within the ball of light turned out to be parts of his own natal magic weapon.

Liu Yunqing's face lit up with surprise as she looked at Daoist Mingzhao and said:

"It's already done?"

Daoist Mingzhao nodded, reached out and caught the orbs of light, and said to Liu Yunqing:

"My parts are almost finished ahead of schedule. How's your bow abyss coming along?"

Liu Yunqing hurriedly took out the bow that had been soaked in the boundless water.

The aura of the Fusang Divine Tree could no longer be felt above, but Liu Yunqing still felt a little apprehensive when he handed it to Daoist Mingzhao.

Sure enough, Mingzhao Daojun couldn't help but exclaim "Eh!" as soon as he took the bow from Gongyuan.

After examining the pair of abysses repeatedly, Daoist Mingzhao glanced at Liu Yunqing, his curiosity gone, and simply nodded in approval:

"Although I don't know what kind of wood this is, it's been refined very well. Let's proceed to the final step."

After saying that, he threw all the longbow parts into the air, made a hand gesture, and all the parts were covered in one area.

“Young friend, please sit on the prayer mat and release a few drops of blood, then drip them onto each of your body parts.”

Liu Yunqing obeyed and sat cross-legged on the futon. After adjusting his state, he raised his hand and drew a line of blood from his palm with his sword finger.

Then, following the instructions of Daoist Mingzhao, he threw the condensed blood beads into the air, allowing them to land precisely on each part of the longbow.