"Junior Nephew, let's go. Something bad will happen if we're late. Sigh... It looks like I'll have to rely on your compressed rations these next few days. Besides, I'm not used to eating the steamed buns here. Maybe I've practiced grain abstention for too long and haven't adjusted yet." He Nai Tian sighed repeatedly as he spoke, then carried a hoe on his back and headed toward the town.
"Martial Uncle, give me the food. I'll farm tonight. You know I'm a night owl." As I spoke, I took out some talismans, ignited them with an Arcane Sect spell, and tossed them onto the ground. In an instant, more than a dozen talismans lit up. Though night had not yet fallen, He Nai Tian understood that they could illuminate a large area around us.
Seeing Er Gou walking away, He Nai Tian anxiously said, "It's still quite a distance from here to the Household. Try not to come out at night. The days and nights are short here. Otherwise, we'd have died here last night. Let's go. We'll talk about farming tomorrow."
"It's fine. I have my own plans. Martial Uncle, go on ahead. Besides, I heard that some things only appear in this forest at night." I said indifferently.
"This... then... all right. You're the heir of the Ghost Dao, so I trust you. You remember the house over there, right? I'll leave the door unlocked for you. Just call out when you arrive, and I'll open it. Don't worry. But I heard that the golden clouds will arrive at some point during the night, so be careful. When you're outside, you'll return to the stage of having no cultivation. You must get back to the house before then." After warning me, He Nai Tian left the seeds with