This was the first time Xiangbei was involuntarily pulled into the space, suspended beneath the widened dense white vortex in the Snow Jade Cave. The concave pool below held about four to five liters of milky fluid, resembling milk, with moist walls. This went on for five or six hours. When Xiangbei opened her eyes, she clearly felt a warm breath flowing slowly through her meridians, converging at her dantian. Afterwards, it permeated through her body and merged with the vortex above her head. For a moment, she felt clear-minded and refreshed, then landed on the edge of the pool.
In her mind, vast farmland appeared. As her consciousness swept through, she saw a field of mature rice next to a five to six-acre chili field, where red and green, long and curly peppers hung from the branches. The small tomato field had neat seedlings, adorned with white flowers. Beyond, a large sugarcane forest had emerged, revealing purple-red thick stems over a person's height. It turned out that the spatial fluctuations were caused by the mature "new immigrants" in the space, providing benefits to her.
Moving to the chili field, she picked some green and red peppers and placed them in the Snow Jade Cave. The tree seedlings in the field quickly bloomed again. She harvested a section of the sugarcane field, cut some sugarcane heads, and continued to plant a few acres in the empty field. Xiangbei happily nibbled on a section of sugarcane, then found a large mulberry tree in the waterfall canyon. She moved several large bundles to the empty sugarcane field outside the bamboo house and planted them in rows with a five-meter spacing, forming three large circles around the front and back of the bamboo house. Watching a rain cloud slowly approaching overhead, she secretly enjoyed the fact that this cloud was an intelligent baby; it watered wherever needed. Looking at the shadow of the bamboo house, she made a resolution to revisit this place and explore the space inside the bamboo house.
The platforms in front and behind the house were level and spacious, making it an ideal place for martial arts practice. Inspired, Xiangbei struck a pose and began performing Tai Chi, stretching her body.
In the midst of movement, there was a surge of energy around her. With each graceful motion, vortices formed between the transitions, and the energy seemed to impact the water surface with force during the execution of techniques, creating ripples as if pushing clouds. This was no longer the radio calisthenics she initially used for fitness; with the noticeable circulation of true energy, Xiangbei had to admit that her Tai Chi had entered the realm of martial arts, especially after enduring the pain of expanding meridians forced by Chengmo.
Picking up an unused section of mulberry tree branch, she completed a set of Tai Chi sword moves on a whim. Feeling relaxed throughout her body, Xiangbei couldn't help but wish she had a sword to enact a dream of an ancient martial heroine. During high school, she secretly perused her father's hidden bookshelf, captivated by the martial arts novels of Jin Yong, fantasizing about growing up, wielding a sword, and living a carefree life. However, before she could grow up or obtain a sword, her parents left her alone, forcing her to step into a martial world where drawing a sword wasn't taken lightly.
Returning to her bedroom, it was still early morning. Unable to sleep anyway, Xiangbei lit a lamp, sat at her desk, spread out a piece of paper, and began outlining the development plan for both North-South Supermarkets and Fuhai Building's hotpot restaurants. It was a habit she developed in her past life. From product craftsmanship, store layout, staffing, channel planning, market promotion, to cost budgeting and performance assessment standards, she meticulously crafted a business proposal in the form of outlines, lists, diagrams, and financial reports—a vision of commercial planning unseen in the Cloud Dream Dynasty. As dawn approached, Xiangbei stretched lazily, rose from her seat, washed up with some warm water from the space in a basin, and prepared to descend the stairs by opening the door.