Xu Chunniang pondered briefly, then a rabbit appeared in her hand.
She had casually captured this rabbit from her small world.
Ever since the small world had crossed the Boundary Lake, its laws had been completed, and life had gradually begun to evolve within it.
At first, there had only been a blade of grass or an insect.
Later, trees, birds, and beasts had gradually emerged, multiplying and thriving within the small world.
However, the trees, birds, and beasts born from the small world were all ordinary creatures incapable of cultivation. The rabbit in her hand was likewise an ordinary rabbit without the slightest cultivation.
The unfamiliar surroundings made the rabbit uneasy. It surveyed everything around it, its body trembling lightly.
The next moment, a gentle force lifted the rabbit and sent it toward the cliff not far away.
The rabbit's eyes widened, its body shaking violently with fear.
Yet the trembling rabbit landed safely at the cave on the cliff, encountering no obstruction whatsoever.
The vines remained utterly indifferent to the rabbit's arrival.
Xu Chunniang's suspicion had been confirmed, and she could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.
There was no soul-nourishing sacred treasure in this cliff cave at all. That sensation that soothed the soul did not come from the cave, but was bait laid by these vines.
What they craved was neither dead objects nor flesh and blood, but cultivators' souls.
With a wave of her hand, she returned the terrified rabbit to her small world, then strode toward the cliff opposite her.
As she neared the cliff cave, the vines sensed her powerful soul aura and suddenly moved.
They instantly tore free from the mountain, rising from the ground like countless tentacles as they surged toward her in excitement.
Xu Chunniang had long expected the vines' reaction.