Black Stratagem trembled, and the Immortal Island swayed.
Lush vegetation covered the island, surrounding a ring-shaped secluded valley. Wherever the water passed, the branches and leaves seemed washed by invisible hands, growing ever greener, as though they might drip with freshness.
The hazy spirit vigor had condensed into substance, neither smoke nor mist. It felt faintly cool to the touch and smelled like fresh rain in empty mountains, cleansing the lungs and leaving spirit and bone alike refreshed.
At the sight of such wonders, the two knew they had come to the right place. Following the water upstream, they found another stone cavern at the valley's end.
"What fine spirit vigor! What magnificent scenery!"
Jiang Yang praised it lavishly. Such a natural treasure ground was nowhere to be found in the Mortal World.
Ordinary people need not even cultivate within it. Merely staying for a short while and drawing a few breaths of spirit mist would count as being touched by an immortal's aura.
Tai Pei'er's spirits rose as well. The gloom from earlier vanished as she looked around this immortal paradise.
In her previous life, resources of this caliber had been divided up the moment they entered the Mortal World. How could there have been any share for her? But things were different now. This vast Clear Spring treasure ground awaited only the two of them to share it.
"Mist drifts, and the vegetation flourishes. The spring's source must be inside. Let's go."
The opportunity to attain divine powers lay right before her. However hard Tai Pei'er tried to restrain herself, she could scarcely wait now.
"Mm."
Jiang Yang nodded, and the two stepped into the stone cavern.
The cavern was pitch-black. They entered through a narrow opening and walked a hundred or so paces before light appeared ahead.