Su Yun finally made it through a brief period of peace.
For the past two days, Mo Qingqing hadn’t picked on her for amusement, nor had she doled out any punishment.
Each day, she still habitually played with Su Yun for a while like a pet, grooming her fluffy, soft fur, or gently stroking those sensitive fox ears with her fingertips, until Su Yun’s body would shiver from the unbearable tickling, and only then would she let her go off to cultivate.
However, the construction of the Heavenly Court in Su Yun’s spiritual world had obviously become more difficult.
After laying down a large expanse of white jade and golden-patterned bricks, she could distinctly feel an invisible resistance.
It was as if something was tugging at her ethereal hands, with every single white jade and golden-patterned brick feeling heavier than the last.
Now, she could only manage to lay three or four bricks before her spirit would become fatigued, her head dizzy, unable to focus.
Fortunately, the mysterious potions that Lin Mo had given her were proving their worth.
These potions effectively eased her mental exhaustion, allowing her to recover swiftly even after overexerting herself.
Though she was using them up at an alarming rate, at least Su Yun’s progress in constructing her spiritual world hadn’t slowed down too much.
This was the first time Su Yun truly understood why, in those novels from her previous life, all the major sects fought so desperately to seize resources.
They were just too important. These potions were just like elixirs; once you run out, your cultivation speed would plummet.
“Sigh… I can’t help feeling a little reluctant.”
Mo Qingqing stood in front of the now-empty tree hollow that had once been their home, letting out a rare sigh.
But her sentiment seemed a bit too late, as all the packed belongings had long since been sent to the new residence by the spatial witch she’d hired.
Yesterday, Mo Qingqing had already pre-ordered the largest model—a floating island with a surface area of 9,600 square meters.
She’d even hired top spatial designers for the overall planning.
Now that she had money, there was no need to find some random ancient tree and dig out a hole in the trunk to live in, like before.
What she built for herself was a super mansion with five stories.
It not only came with a garden, a vegetable patch, and a small park, but also a fountain, hot springs, and even a fish pond—everything you could want.
All the custom furniture and landscaping together cost 850,000.
Right now, with the situation newly stabilized, the prices were relatively cheap.
Give it a few years, or even decades, and getting a setup like this wouldn’t be only 850,000.
“Well, I’ll just keep it as a warehouse…” Mo Qingqing looked at the empty treehouse before her, finally shrugging, as if she didn’t really care.
By now, Su Yun had also changed into clean clothes, standing quietly by Mo Qingqing’s side.
She didn’t have any particular feelings about moving.
To her, it didn’t matter where she lived—as long as she was with Mo Qingqing.
No difference.
Her goal was clear.
All she needed to do was conquer Mo Qingqing.
Soon, the two appeared in their new home.
Unlike the buildings from her previous life, thick with the smell of formaldehyde and cement.
The entire house was made of a strange material.
It looked a bit like wood, but its strength far surpassed that of ordinary concrete.
What’s more, it emitted a faint, mellow fragrance, which was very pleasant and uplifting.
The walls were carved with exquisite floral and pastoral patterns, full of the breath of nature.
On the first floor, there were many wide floor-to-ceiling windows—clearly the main living area, like the dining room and reception hall.
The lighting all around was excellent; looking out, you could take in the meticulously kept gardens, the little park, and the drifting clouds in the distance.
The floor was covered with soft plush carpets, so comfortable underfoot it nearly matched Su Yun’s own fur.
In a corner, a cleverly designed cleaning puppet stood quietly at the ready.
Each day, it would emerge at set times and places, cleaning the dust and debris on the floor silently and efficiently.
Inside these puppets was a self-contained barrier, slowly absorbing the world’s magic to sustain and repair themselves.
The second floor was rather open, with several huge bookshelves arranged with purpose—a clear space for reading and book storage.
The third floor held four or five bedrooms, each decorated in its own unique style.
The fourth floor was also open and empty for now.
The fifth floor, similar in layout to the first, boasted a superb view, overlooking everything around it, but with a closed system—the user could choose whether to shut the giant windows according to their mood.
There were also many advanced magical instruments installed here, with enchantments to help quickly absorb mana—it was obviously a dedicated laboratory and cultivation site.
In addition, the villa had two underground levels.
The bottommost floor was a huge hot spring pool, with swirling steam hovering above the water.
The floor above seemed to be a storage room, neatly divided into many compartments for easy organization.
Outside, the garden was filled with all kinds of beautiful flowers, none of which were ordinary varieties. They didn’t need watering or fertilizing—just sunlight to thrive.
Even without sunlight, a little magic would keep them alive.
Only an occasional trimming of excess branches and leaves was required.
Next to the garden was a large pond, swimming with colorful ornamental fish. At the center of the pond stood a small pavilion, connected by a dainty wooden bridge spanning the water.
Further on was a petite and exquisite park.
A circular plaza was surrounded by carefully pruned hedges.
Within, a secluded spot encircled by shrubs held a stone table and a few stone stools, giving off a particularly refined atmosphere.
Mo Qingqing was very satisfied.
Though there seemed to be a lot of things, the overall layout was ingenious, and the entire floating island didn’t feel crowded at all.
A few meters from the main island was an independent vegetable patch, connected by a crystal-clear bridge.
Even Su Yun, who usually didn’t care about such things, couldn’t help but happily wag her big fluffy tail when she took in the full view of their new home.
There was nothing for it—it was just too wonderful, almost like a legendary fairyland.
Of course, if Mo Qingqing ever felt this place was too small, she could easily contact a high-level spatial mage to expand it. It wouldn’t be difficult at all.
But for now, Mo Qingqing had no such thoughts. She was busy directing the spatial mages she’d hired to help sort and arrange all the things they’d transported over.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to use Su Yun, but expecting such a little one to organize this mountain of stuff would take days.
Su Yun was happy for the break. She stuck close to Mo Qingqing, and every now and then, she’d sneakily brush her big, fluffy tail against Mo Qingqing’s long, slender leg.
It was a kind of test.
If Mo Qingqing hated this sort of affection, she’d give her a beating.
But if she didn’t…
“All right, you can go cultivate now.” Mo Qingqing stretched out her slender fingertip and gently rubbed Su Yun’s soft little head, her eyes tinged with a fondness even she didn’t notice.
“Yes!”
A huge smile blossomed across Su Yun’s cute face.
Plan successful!
She felt like she was getting closer and closer to conquering her!
The day she finally succeeded…
She was definitely going to dance on Mo Qingqing’s belly!!