Inside the exquisite pavilion, Wen Xingyao stood quietly by the window, watching Yang Che's back disappear into the depths of the Medicine Garden, a complex expression flashing across her beautiful eyes.

She still remembered that after returning to the Sect from this place, she secretly investigated and indeed found that many Disciples in the Sect whose cultivation was below Qi Refining Stage six had been robbed by a pair of masked male and female Cultivators.

Although these Disciples had no direct evidence to prove that it was Junior Sister Wang Yue and Junior Brother Chen, all signs indicated that Junior Sister Wang Yue and Junior Brother Chen had indeed committed these despicable acts.

Therefore, she had specially made an exception to let Yang Che collect Spirit Plants for an extra day, which could be considered some compensation for him.

...

Yang Che hurried all the way, straight into the deepest part of the Medicine Garden.

Along the way, he also noticed that due to the Sect's strict regulations, mature Spirit Plants here were becoming scarcer, but the seedlings were very well protected, almost without any damage.

Last time, he had collected a large amount of mature Spirit Plants here, but he had hardly dug up any seedlings.

This time, he had made up his mind to dig up more useful Spirit Plant seedlings.

As for mature Spirit Plants, he would let nature take its course; Yang Che hadn't held much hope of picking the mature Spirit Medicine and Spirit Plants he needed anyway.

After all, he had almost harvested them all last time, and coupled with the continuous harvesting by Sect members over the past few years, rare and precious mature Spirit Medicine and Spirit Plants were already scarce.

It was likely that in another two years, the Sect would probably order this Medicine Garden to be sealed until the seedlings matured.

Furthermore, there was a Sect rule that seven tenths of the mature Spirit Medicine and Spirit Plants collected had to be handed over to the Sect, which made Yang Che even less interested.

One day later.

Yang Che had a bountiful harvest, and his heart was already blooming with joy.

He hadn't expected there to be so many seedlings he could use, which greatly exceeded Yang Che's expectations.

Yang Che knew that after this time, it would be difficult to have another opportunity to enter this place, so he directly began a 'plundering' style of digging up seedlings.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already arrived at a rather peculiar place in the deepest part of this Medicine Garden.

Last time, after the big battle with the Possessing person, Wen Xingyao had only given him one day, so he hadn't had time to properly explore this place.

But this time, Yang Che would not miss such a good opportunity again.

In front of him was a pit covered by white mist.

A bottomless crack opened in the pit, and following this crack downwards, many thick old vines and thorns were intertwined, quickly blocking the entrance to the pit.

Yang Che quickly discovered that beside these old vines and thorn bushes, there were many new green roots, which were clearly new roots that had grown out after being cut down before.

It seemed that someone from the Sect had already come here to investigate before.

Yang Che was hesitating whether to go down when he suddenly felt his Divine Sense being blocked by something.

After thinking for a moment, driven by curiosity, Yang Che continued to delve deeper and soon arrived at what seemed like the bottom of the pit.

It was very dim here, but the air was exceptionally fresh, and the Spiritual Qi was very abundant.

Soon, Yang Che discovered traces of digging here.

Almost every inch of mud and stone at the bottom of the pit had been dug through.

It seemed that even if there were any rare treasures here, they had long been dug away.

Yang Che's Divine Sense carefully scanned the area, and he found that the feeling of being blocked had never appeared again.

But just now, his Divine Sense had clearly been blocked for a moment.

Yang Che could be absolutely certain that it was not his imagination.

Sitting cross-legged, Yang Che concentrated fully, and his Divine Sense meticulously scanned every inch of the mud and stone at the bottom of the pit again, little by little.

After nearly a hundred repetitions, suddenly, the feeling of being blocked appeared again.

Yang Che suddenly opened his eyes and looked at an inconspicuous stone wall.

He got up and immediately controlled seventy-two Flying Fire Needles to form a sharp cone, which he fiercely stabbed towards this stone wall.

The sharp cone seemed to stab into a hard shell and could not advance an inch.

Yang Che's eyes narrowed, and he added thirty-six more Flying Fire Needles.

The stone wall hissed, and the sharp cone finally pierced in a little.

Not enough.

Yang Che simply increased the number to one hundred and fifty-eight Flying Fire Needles, and took out a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone in his hand, frantically outputting his magical power.

The sharp cone, like a poisonous Dragon drill, glowed with dazzling light, and with a 'puff', it fiercely pierced in, finally penetrating the stone wall.

Immediately after, with a crash, the stone wall collapsed, revealing a hole half the height of a person.

It was pitch black inside, and an inexplicable coolness blew out from the hole, like wind caressing his face.

Yang Che actually felt very comfortable with this dark coolness blowing on his face, and inexplicably felt a sense of closeness.

His previously hesitant steps no longer wavered, and he directly squatted down and crawled into the hole.

What met his eyes was an extremely small stone cave.

In the slightly sunken center of the stone cave, a small tree seedling, completely black, grew solitarily, seemingly stubbornly emerging from the cracks in the stone, exuding an unyielding pride.

A booming sound echoed in Yang Che's mind, as if he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

His heart pounded wildly, excited and uncontrollably joyful.

After going forward and carefully observing it dozens of times, Yang Che finally concluded that this was actually a seedling of a 'Spirit Eye Tree'.

Except for the color being slightly different from what was described in the "Alchemy Notes", all other details were exactly the same as the description of a Spirit Eye Tree seedling.

Yang Che immediately decided to dig it out, along with the large stone at its root, and quickly put it into his Storage Pouch.

Then he scanned a small hollow in the corner of the stone cave and found a handful of dark gray liquid the size of a fist, and a surge of wild joy once again welled up in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out a jade bottle and collected the liquid, carefully putting it into his Storage Pouch, then immediately left the place at high speed.

Calculating the time, it was almost time, so Yang Che used the Wind Riding Art to its limit and rushed towards the stone door exit.

Upon reaching the stone door exit, Yang Che had already adjusted his emotions, his face showing no change.

He looked around and didn't find Wen Xingyao, so he simply exited the stone door directly.

"It's Junior Brother Yang."

"Junior Brother Yang is out."

Seeing Yang Che emerge, the Disciples guarding the area seemed to have completely changed their demeanor this time, each of them enthusiastically greeting Yang Che.

Yang Che was in a hurry to leave and did not want to stay here for another moment, so he quickly said, "Senior Brothers, if you don't call the Spirit Beast that identifies mature Spirit Plants over, I'll just leave."

Yang Che's words were originally a playful urge, but to his surprise, Senior Brother Jiang Nan, who had a black mole near his eye, laughed heartily and said, "Junior Brother Yang can just hand them over voluntarily, there's no need for a Spirit Beast to come and inspect them."

As he spoke, he even deliberately winked at Yang Che, the meaning self-evident.

Yang Che was stunned for a moment, truly not expecting such a good thing?

He immediately took out more than twenty mature Spirit Medicines, handed them to the responsible Disciple, cupped his fists and said, "I, Yang Che, will remember the kindness of you Senior Brothers. I still have urgent matters, let's catch up another day. Farewell."

"Junior Brother Yang, farewell."

"Junior Brother Yang, come visit often if you have nothing to do."

...

With Yang Che's 'understanding' words, the guarding Disciples were naturally happy.

Yang Che left the 'Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden' and almost without any pause, he sped all the way back to the Tongyou Cave on Dragon Breath Mountain.

It was not until he returned to his Immortal Cave, which was concealed and protected by a Formation, that Yang Che finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He immediately took out the 'Spirit Eye Tree' seedling and planted it in the Spiritual Soil.

Then he took out the jade bottle containing the dark gray liquid and poured the liquid directly onto the Spiritual Soil without hesitation.

This was a rare spirit liquid!

And it was a color Yang Che had never seen before.

After the spirit liquid was poured into the Spiritual Soil, the Spiritual Soil actually underwent subtle changes, vaguely showing signs of advancement.

Yang Che looked at the Spiritual Soil, Spirit Medicine, and the Spirit Eye Tree seedling in front of him, and his heart suddenly began to pound again.

He felt somewhat anxious, fearing that this Immortal Cave was not safe enough. If it were to be discovered by a Cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage or above, he would simply be unable to protect these incredibly precious items.

With a worried heart, Yang Che planted many seedlings in the Spiritual Soil.

Until the Spiritual Soil could no longer hold any more, he moved a lot of ordinary soil in and planted all the seedlings one by one.

After resting for two days, Yang Che left Wulong Valley and headed straight for Taiyan Temple.

Although he was still worried about these strange objects in Tongyou Cave, the removal of the malicious curse on him was also imminent.