Wild cultivation begins with wielding the Taiyin talisman.

It was a snow-white rabbit, its fur gleaming in the moonlight, quite extraordinary.

Ning Che subconsciously held his breath and slowed his pace, but for some reason, it still noticed him.

When it saw people coming, it seemed to be startled. With a leap, it jumped eight feet high and disappeared into the darkness in the distance after a few leaps.

It's a demon!

Ning Che's expression darkened, but unsure of its intentions, he wasn't prepared to give chase. Judging from its jumping ability, it could probably kill him with a single kick; chasing it would be tantamount to courting death.

Now that we've encountered the rabbit demon, we can't stay here any longer. What a waste of such a good stone.

Ning Che thought with some regret, then wandered around the village again before finally climbing onto his own roof to begin his cultivation.

The moonlight was at its brightest at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), its clear radiance bathing the tiles. The Taoist talisman guided wisps of Yin energy, gradually soothing Ning Che's fatigue.

After a night of practice, he made further progress by dawn. He slowly finished his practice, not in a hurry to go down, but instead taking advantage of this rare moment of free time to recall some details from before.

His guess about the Beast Taming Technique was correct; the consumption was directly proportional to the strength of the target demonic beast. With his current cultivation level, even using it on a ninth-grade demonic beast would still be a significant drain on his strength and affect his own condition. Without external assistance, his limit was probably two or three ninth-grade demonic beasts.

Then, last night I saw that there were medicinal herbs in the village, which was quite strange. This plant has been dead for several days, and all the herbs should have turned to ash. How could they still be found in the village?

Although this matter puzzled him, it wasn't urgent. He would ask about it when he had the chance.

Furthermore, he didn't know what the "Three Grades Method" mentioned by the mountain guardian was. However, considering the strange changes that the Lung Gold Sword Qi produced under the moonlight, and Shi Ying's statement about the extremely powerful lineage, which explained the two effects of the Dao Talisman, he had some guesses.

This should be considered a good thing, at least for now. Even if the mastermind behind it all is an eighth-grade demon beast, it might not be able to withstand two of his sword strikes.

Thinking of the mountain guardians, Ning Che suddenly realized that he didn't even know their names until they were torn apart by the wolf demon. His strength was still too weak; he had to resort to underhanded tactics to kill these nameless nobodies.

He gave a self-deprecating smile and jumped off the roof.

The village was still asleep, and only sparse morning mist could be seen on the road. He was preparing to go back to his house to continue practicing his Lung Golden Sword Qi when he saw the door being pushed open.

It's Shi Xiujuan.

Ning Che stopped in his tracks instantly, his whole body tensing up.

She still had her hair disheveled, her hemp clothes were covered in dust and grass clippings, and there were still mud marks on her face. But her usually listless eyes were suddenly clear and looked straight at Ning Che, as if she recognized him.

Before Ning Che could react, Shi Xiujuan stumbled over, clutching a handful of dry, muddy grass, and muttering incomprehensible ravings: "The moon rabbit ran away, treasure is hidden in the cave, the moon rabbit ran away, the seeds will sprout, water them with the light of the moon, the light of the demon lord, the emperor's nectar..."

She rushed to Ning Che and, without a word, stuffed the mud and grass she was holding into his arms. Then she patted her head, her eyes becoming hazy again: "Round, wrinkled, hidden in the moon, it needs to drink the moonlight water, otherwise it will rot, and once it rots, there's no saving it..."

Ning Che, disregarding the pain in his clothes, hurriedly grabbed the handful of mud, his fingertips brushing against something hard. A thought struck him, and he instinctively pressed his hand to his chest; there lay the dried fruit he had brought back from the Moon Palace.

Shi Xiujuan described the "seeds" as "round and wrinkled" and "hidden in the moonlight"...

Clearly, she was implying something.

The phrases "watering with moonlight" and "the seeds must sprout" clearly imply that the method for using this spiritual fruit involves planting it and then watering it with moonlight.

But what are "moon rabbit" and "treasure hidden in the cave"? Does "imperial dew" mean that this thing needs imperial dew?

And that rabbit...

His mind raced, and he had already figured out some of the key points. But when he tried to ask further, Shi Xiujuan had already turned and run away.

Ning Che hurriedly chased after her, only to see her run all the way to the well, circling around the old locust tree in the village, jumping and skipping, chanting: "Crossing, cross, cross, cross, rabbit crosses the river, tail gets wet..."

Ning Che watched her crazy figure as she walked away, then picked up the soil in his hand and looked closely; it was white.