Don't try to guess the mystery of my night

"Little spirit was helped by the ancient Sutra's aura just now. This ancient Sutra can't be fake, but it looks like there are only three words. How am I supposed to cultivate it?" Bai Ye's brows were tightly furrowed as he realized that the 'beginning of cultivation' mentioned by the tall old Man in Black did not seem to be that simple.

If it wasn't for Xiao Ling's incident, Bai Ye would probably think that she had been tricked into making things difficult for her. However, she was certain that wasn't the case. She also knew that the black-robed elder had given her the "soul controlling technique" remnant of the "swaying ancient Sutra" out of goodwill.

"If there's no problem with the ancient scripture, then there must be a problem with the way I opened it." As Bai Ye pondered, a thought flashed through his mind. When the black-robed old man gave her this ancient scripture, he said that it was for her to cultivate her telekinesis and to improve her spiritual talent.