Judging by the situation, it seems to have a time limit... If it gets completely dark...

This place possessed Heavenly Materials, Earthly Treasures, and Spiritual Energy. Truthfully, although it looked a bit eerie, if he were to cultivate here for a few years, his Taixiao Sword Mysterious Skill might directly advance to ten or more levels, and he could become a Golden Core Realm cultivator.

Wang Mu pondered for a few seconds. He didn't use his Cloud Travel Points but instead started searching directly.

After about a day's search, Wang Mu found the second brother of the Shocking Heart Sunflower. It was still a Spiritual Medicine.

"Oi! I am Cold Shudder Star! You must be the human cultivator my seventh brother spoke of. Come quickly and endure the torment!"

"..." Wang Mu.

Well, well, word certainly gets around, doesn't it?

This Spiritual Medicine somewhat resembled a five-pointed star. Though termed a Spiritual Medicine, it looked more like a flower. When it communicated via Divine Sense, the Cold Shudder Star pulsed with light, seemingly quite excited. Upon closer inspection, one could discern a terrifying ghost face within the five-pointed star's blossom—a sight that would make anyone shudder in fear.

"How do I endure it?" Wang Mu asked.

"I ask you, what are you most afraid of?" the Cold Shudder Star questioned.

This... Wang Mu mused for a moment. He inexplicably recalled that moment in the Heart Demon Illusion: he had been seduced by Nanrong Biyou and Mu Hongyuan, and Yan Qingwu had discovered it the instant he returned... Ugh... no, that definitely wasn't fear.

As he reminisced, the Cold Shudder Star immediately flew up, circling around Wang Mu's head. It flickered with starlight, and a majestic surge of Spiritual Energy poured down.

Wang Mu's mind jolted.

The next second, his Divine Sense stirred, and the Illusion vanished before it could even fully form.

"Eh? Your Taoist Heart as a human cultivator is quite steadfast," the Cold Shudder Star exclaimed in surprise. "To be fearless... you're not afraid of death, are you?"

A joke? Wang Mu thought. For someone like me, wouldn't death be the kindest punishment? Compared to that, the prospect of being dismembered limb by limb would be far more terrifying. Speaking of the Seven Emotions, I recalled that in the game, the protagonist was actually most afraid of joy and anger as manifested by raw emotion. In the game, while cultivating the Seven Emotions Divine Skill, the protagonist would avoid the other heroines. This was because encountering them meant seeing their smiles yet feeling no corresponding ripple in his own heart, as if they were strangers—a truly torturous experience. To have lost one's own feelings, yet still be able to perceive the full spectrum of the Seven Emotions in a loved one—that was the true anguish. Consequently, those years in the game were spent rapidly power-leveling simply to pass the time. There was no need to calculate various travel durations or combat steps, which, while efficient, made it somewhat monotonous. Fear... being afraid...

Wang Mu shook his head. Even if such a feeling existed, it wouldn't be fear anymore, but sorrow.

After absorbing the Spiritual Energy that Cold Shudder Star spewed forth, Wang Mu cultivated for several more days. His Taixiao Sword Mysterious Skill advanced to the Fourth Layer, and the Seven Emotions Divine Skill reached the Second Layer. The phantom of the Sword Heart in his Sea of Consciousness slowly manifested further, extending upwards from the tip.

Several days later, Wang Mu arrived at another location on the island. He encountered a Spiritual Medicine called Dawn and Dusk.

These Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures... It's a wonder how Mo Xilan managed to cultivate them. If they were in the outside world, each would be on par with Senior Shen Yuanzi. Yet there are seven of them here. As expected of an Ascension Realm expert of the Alchemy Dao.

The name Dawn and Dusk literally meant 'morning and evening,' implying something that appears and vanishes with a single thought. Such Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were said to enable one to achieve Ascension in a day and revert to mortality the next. They could grant all of one's most beautiful wishes within a single day, only for them to then vanish, bringing endless sorrow and grief over the fleeting passage of time.

"Kiss me once, and you'll suffer the sorrowful torment of Dawn and Dusk," Dawn and Dusk declared, somewhat arrogantly.

It looked very beautiful, a pale white color, its pistil resembling the graceful figure of a pure and innocent beauty.

Wang Mu gave it a kiss.

The next second, he was visibly jolted. He seemed to see himself becoming a Great Cultivator of the Ascension Realm, traversing the universe, his power suppressing all under the heavens, with several heroines embraced in his arms, reveling in blissful freedom.

Then, in an instant, he awoke. It all felt like an empty, fleeting dream. A sense of sadness mysteriously welled up from the depths of his heart...

Damn...

Wang Mu's body shuddered. This is rather interesting.

"Hmph, human cultivators truly are no good. But you came to your senses quickly," Dawn and Dusk sneered. "Such a grand Illusion you experienced! A pity it's all just an empty dream. Are you very sad now? The more you yearn for something in your heart, the more unreachable it becomes."

"..." Wang Mu.

I have to admit, the aftereffects of this Spiritual Medicine are quite potent...

Wang Mu remained silent, the smile gone from his face, his emotions undergoing a subtle fluctuation.

He continued to cultivate. The Seven Emotions Divine Skill reached the Third Level, and the phantom of the Sword Heart in his Sea of Consciousness manifested another section.

The fourth Spiritual Medicine he encountered was called the Three-Autumn Flower. "A thought of three autumns" represented longing, the emotion of 'Si,' within the Seven Emotions.

The three-leaved Three-Autumn Flower looked quite ordinary, not like a Spiritual Medicine at all, but more like a common wildflower by the roadside, tinged with a hint of yellow. A single glance felt as if three years had passed; a second glance, as if thirty years had gone by.

"I... I have three leaves. Just touch me three times, that's enough..." The Three-Autumn Flower seemed timid compared to its three younger siblings that Wang Mu would encounter later. "Don't touch me too many times, or you'll die..."

"..." Wang Mu.

He approached and gently touched it once.

With the first touch, Wang Mu felt an inexplicable surge of thoughts in his heart, and he began to long for his past life.

He shook his head.

With the second touch, fleeting images of people swirled in his mind, refusing to dissipate, while the joyful laughter and voices from his past seemed to echo in his ears.

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