Su Zhuyi had successfully overcome her Nascent Soul stage thunder tribulation.

She was now a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, with all her meridians widened and her internal spiritual energy abundant.

She had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, but Su Zhuyi felt that her current strength was much more formidable than at her strongest in her previous life. At the very least, in her previous life, she hadn’t rolled around in the Rebirth Pond, so her physical body was far inferior to what it was now.

She was at the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if Miaoshe Shiqi appeared before her and activated the emotion gu worm, it could no longer affect her. Unless Miaoshe Shiqi’s cultivation also suddenly advanced, but this possibility was too small. She could be this smooth entirely because she was reborn, and in her previous life, she had already been at the late Nascent Soul stage.

With her strength increased, Su Zhuyi wouldn’t worry about going crazy and falling in love with Miaoshe Shiqi.

Su Zhuyi took a deep breath, then placed her hand on Qin Jianglan’s back. There was a lot of blood on his back. Though his skin had become thick and tough, like armor, he was still wounded all over by the lightning strikes. His entire back was a bloody mess, and his clothes had been shredded to bits.

If Qin Jianglan hadn’t blocked this heavenly thunder for her…

Thinking of this, Su Zhuyi felt her scalp tingle. She now clearly understood the gap in strength between herself and Qin Jianglan. If Qin Jianglan hadn’t blocked these nine thunder tribulations for her, she definitely couldn’t have withstood them.

Even if she had luckily endured them, she would have been half-dead.

He had saved her once again.

Su Zhuyi carefully moved out from under Qin Jianglan, injected spiritual energy into his body, then stuffed a healing pill into his mouth.

Being struck by heavenly thunder caused significant damage to both his physical body and divine sense, which was why he had fallen unconscious. Su Zhuyi felt that Qin Jianglan was too severely injured—her pill couldn’t have much effect. After standing up and tidying her dress slightly, she looked outside.

This area contained breath soil, and there were quite a few spirit herbs around, including immortal herbs. If she could find an immortal herb that nourished the spirit, Qin Jianglan would wake up faster.

Su Zhuyi couldn’t find any immediately, so she directly grabbed the little white snake, planning to ask this local if it knew where there were high-grade or even immortal-grade herbs that nourished the primordial spirit.

The little white snake had been curled up in the crevice the whole time, with most of its body buried in the rubble pile. After coming out, it said, “I’ve only been guarding the Pure Heart Flower, so I don’t pay much attention to other herbs.”

After turning its head twice, the little white snake added, “I’ve never been to this place. We all have territorial awareness, so generally we won’t easily approach other strong beings’ territories.”

Other strong beings’ territories—meaning there was also a strong being here.

Su Zhuyi’s heart jumped in alarm. Where was this strong being? Why hadn’t she sensed any aura, and why hadn’t any powerful creature appeared? Outside the waterfall was a concave basin, like a flower pot placed on the ground. The edges of the pot were uneven, covered with green plants, like green lotus leaf trim embedded around the mountain hollow.

Inside the basin was also lush with fragrant grass. Wherever her divine sense passed, there were only some low-level spirit beasts and spirit plants. She felt no powerful aura at all.

Either there was no strong being here.

Or the strong being here far exceeded her level, so she couldn’t detect it.

But Qin Jianglan hadn’t detected anything either. He had been here in his previous life, so if there was real danger, he would have warned her. Moreover, as soon as they arrived, he had pressed her down and demanded her regardless of everything else. Where was the behavior of someone with a strong being nearby? Thinking this way, Su Zhuyi felt somewhat relieved. She looked around carefully again but still found nothing, so she planned to go back through the crevice to the previous area. After all, there were many high-grade herbs there, and maybe there would be spirit-nourishing ones.

Although Qin Jianglan had suffered severe injuries to both body and divine sense and remained unconscious, he should have no life-threatening danger.

Su Zhuyi was concerned about finding spirit-nourishing herbs because she feared he would remain unconscious.

The breath of soil was about to appear, probably in less than a day. If Qin Jianglan remained unconscious and she missed the breath soil, unable to find it, there would be no way to continuously provide life force for the Liuguang Mirror. Though Qinghe was powerful, he couldn’t possibly stay inside forever. Then the reincarnation path they wanted to establish would have to continue searching for life force, but this thing—where would it be easy to find…

She helped Qin Jianglan to the edge of the crevice, set up a defensive barrier around him, and left the little white snake to watch over him. Only then did she crawl into the crevice. As soon as she entered, she discovered that the previous lightning strikes had also damaged this mountain wall. The crevice entrance was blocked by quite a bit of rubble, making smooth passage difficult.

Su Zhuyi took out the Broken Sword to clear the way. Knowing the stones in this crevice were hard, she controlled her force while swinging the sword to clear the path. Who would have thought that the moment the stones were pushed aside, the entire mountain wall began to shake? Fortunately, Su Zhuyi hadn’t gone far inside. She immediately used her Shadowless Traceless technique to flash out of the crevice, and just as she retreated, the crevice was completely blocked by falling rocks, leaving only tiny gaps.

This basin was indeed strange. They couldn’t fly in before and could only crawl through the crevice.

Now, even their escape route was gone?

She looked at the mountain wall with concern, when suddenly she saw something emerging from the crevice.

A bit of mud oozed out from the crevice. At first, it was just a tiny bit, but in the blink of an eye, it had grown to the size of a palm—it was a lump of yellow mud!

Breath soil!

The breath soil had appeared early.

Su Zhuyi had never seen breath soil before, but the moment she first laid eyes on that yellow mud, she immediately understood—that was breath soil. And she had to catch it!

Su Zhuyi directly used a grasping technique, reaching out to grab it. Just as her fingers were about to touch the mud…

Her back turned cold, and an abnormally powerful aura suddenly emerged behind her!

The little white snake suddenly raised its head and let out a sharp, long cry. It was trying to intimidate the opponent, but in its extreme fear, that sound not only had no deterrence capability but sounded like it had broken its voice from being too scared.

Because the opponent was too strong, Su Zhuyi hadn’t detected it, and even Qin Jianglan hadn’t detected it. But when the breath of soil appeared, it also emerged.

It was a giant flower.

The entire basin was actually on this plant’s body. The lotus-leaf-edged basin was its body, the flower crown was hidden among the fragrant grass, and when Su Zhuyi and the others passed through that crevice, they had almost directly stood on this terrifying spirit plant’s body.

It had been sleeping. Even the nine divine thunders of the Nascent Soul stage hadn’t awakened it, so they couldn’t detect it at all. But as soon as the breath soil appeared, it immediately moved.

Su Zhuyi felt ice-cold all over.

Her body was enveloped by enormous pressure and shadow, completely unable to move.

Even her divine sense seemed frozen.

From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed that giant flower crown. The flower crown’s target wasn’t her, but even though its target wasn’t her, being affected by that pressure still left her body stiff and cold.

Its target was that little mudball.

Their goals were the same—both were after the breath of soil.

When breath soil encountered earth, it could burrow and disappear. Now, behind it was the mountain wall, which was as hard as iron and not soil, but not far away, there was dirt. So the opportunity for her to catch the breath of soil was just this instant.

She was much closer to the breath soil than that flower.

Her grasping technique was already half-executed. Now, resisting the pressure and circulating her spiritual energy to the extreme, she reached out and firmly grasped the breath soil in her hand. It was a soft, cool lump of mud, but the coolness in her palm was far less than the sudden chill attacking from behind.

The giant spirit plant’s target completely shifted to her.

Su Zhuyi tightly clutched the breath soil and shouted with all her strength, voice breaking, “If you dare harm me, I dare destroy it!”

Facing the soul pressure of that giant flower, Su Zhuyi screamed shrilly. In just an instant, she was sweating profusely, drenched as if she had just been pulled from water.

The mud was slippery, and she felt she could barely hold onto it. Her calves trembled slightly, her knees were somewhat sinking, and her body seemed pressed down by an invisible force.

She still carried the aura of the Pangu clan, but that giant flower crown wasn’t afraid at all. Its flower disk turned slightly, and the stamens in the flower slowly trembled.

It made no sound at all. The entire world seemed to have lost all sound. Under this deathly silent threat, Su Zhuyi struggled to raise her hand.

She directly pressed that lump of mud to her mouth.

If she really couldn’t hold onto the breath soil, she would swallow it!

The flower wasn’t beautiful—a muddy yellow flower with very dark coloring. The flower was very large, and being so close to Su Zhuyi now, they were separated by less than one zhang.

Its flower crown faced Su Zhuyi’s direction. The flower disk was too large, directly blocking everything outside and shutting out the sunlight. The stamens were reddish-brown, trembling slightly toward Su Zhuyi’s direction, like a snake flicking its tongue.

Just then, Su Zhuyi heard a thunderous voice explode in her sea of consciousness.

“The breath soil is mine!”

It had survived for over ten thousand years.

It was just an ordinary spirit plant. Being able to possess spiritual intelligence and cultivate for ten thousand years without dying was entirely due to the breath soil.

That eternally living soil had provided it with sufficient nutrients. Where breath soil existed, the soil in that entire area would become fertile and full of spiritual energy, allowing spirit plants on the land to grow luxuriantly and have better chances of gaining spiritual intelligence.

In its early years, it had been fortunate to be very close to the best soil.

Later, after gaining spiritual intelligence, instead of cultivating other things, it cultivated itself like a ginseng child. With great determination, it severed many of its roots and chased after the breath soil’s direction, taking root and running. Initially, its sensing of the breath soil was poor, and it went the wrong way several times, but it never gave up. Later, as its wisdom grew higher and its strength became greater, it also grew larger.

As the years passed, it gradually figured out the pattern of the soil’s appearance. The breath of soil would emerge from the ground every thousand years, change locations, and continue staying there. To catch the breath of soil, one could only do so when it left the ground.

It had chased the breath soil for so long, finally waiting for the breath soil to appear near this rocky mountain. The breath soil would stay underground here for a thousand years, so it took root here and waited for a thousand years, even secretly moving the rocky mountain’s stones to surround the breath soil.

The Rocky Mountains’ boulders were extremely hard. Even with its formidable strength, wanting to encircle the breath soil and leave it only one path was extraordinarily difficult. It had exhausted all its effort to accomplish this, then slept while waiting for the breath soil to appear again. It had calculated the timing well, but who would have thought the breath soil would emerge early, and be caught by another being?

“The breath soil is mine, give it back!” It roared, and countless roots appeared beneath the flower disk. Behind Su Zhuyi, on the mountain wall, countless stems also emerged from the crevices, pouncing toward her.

Su Zhuyi opened her mouth and directly stuffed the little mud ball inside.

The little white snake was stunned.

Even that muddy yellow giant flower was momentarily dazed, its movements slightly delayed.

Su Zhuyi: “…”

She had intended to hold it in her mouth. Because when she tried, perhaps due to the breath soil itself being too powerful as an ancient divine object, it couldn’t be stored in her storage magic treasure. Holding it in her hand was too slippery, and with that terrifying spirit plant threatening her, she planned to use the little mud ball to negotiate with the giant flower.

Putting it in her mouth, she could still communicate through divine sense, which wouldn’t affect communication.

But what she hadn’t expected was that once the breath soil entered her mouth, it directly slid down her throat.

Now, what should she do?