Qing Xuanzi said with a smile, his eyes filled with satisfaction and pride, "You did a great job this time, baby!"

Upon hearing the praise, Rong Jiaojiao's little face lit up with pride. She excitedly waved the talisman in her hand and exclaimed, "Father Xi, I want to draw lots and lots of talismans!"

“Okay, Master will draw with you.”

Qing Xuanzi ruffled her hair, his eyes full of doting affection. "As long as you like, we can draw many, many different kinds of talismans."

"Yes!" Rong Jiaojiao nodded vigorously, her little face full of confidence. "Baby is going to draw lots of powerful talismans to give to Father Xi, to my brothers, and to Mom and Dad!"

"Alright, Master is looking forward to you drawing more talismans." Qing Xuanzi said with a smile, his tone filled with anticipation, looking forward to the day when people would say that his disciple had surpassed him.

For the next ten days or so, Qing Xuanzi would take Rong Jiaojiao to cultivate every morning and teach her to draw talismans in the afternoon.

After drawing a truly usable talisman, Rong Jiaojiao's interest in talisman drawing grew stronger.

She practiced diligently every day, from simple cleansing talismans and sleep-inducing talismans to slightly more complex exorcism talismans and immobilization talismans. Her progress made Qing Xuanzi very gratified.

In just over ten days, Rong Jiaojiao no longer needed Qing Xuanzi's guidance; she could already skillfully circulate the cultivation technique on her own. Qing Xuanzi was still worried, so he practiced with her for a few more days to make sure she wouldn't make any mistakes before they started practicing separately each day.

The days passed by in this daily practice, and before we knew it, it was time for spring planting again.

In the evening, watching Rong Jiaojiao feeding the chickens with vegetables again, Qing Xuanzi asked, "Jiaobao, is the grain in your treasure vessel ripe yet?"

Qing Xuanzi had some understanding of Rong Jiaojiao's treasures. The corn and rice she planted would mature in about four months, and she could harvest grain three times a year. Based on the yield, it would be about four or five acres.

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "No, but Father Xi, we can have seven blows."

He tossed out a few ears of corn, tilted his head back, and said, "Father Xi, I want seven!"

Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but laugh as he watched Rong Jiaojiao throw out the corn cob.

The little guy always says "eating corn on the cob" as "seven sticks," which is quite amusing.

Looking at the rabbit hutch next to her, both the rabbit and the hutch were spotless, so she knew she had used a cleaning charm on the rabbit again.

He shook his head, picked up the corn cob, and said, "Master will go and cook some corn for you, but don't just feed the chickens, feed the rabbits over there too."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "I know, I know!"

Qing Xuanzi noticed that Rong Jiaojiao always liked these rabbits, taking vegetables from her treasure to feed the old hen and talking to them often. So he went and caught a few rabbits, hoping to give her more playmates.

To everyone's surprise, she used the talisman on these wild rabbits, making them exceptionally docile, and even gave them many names, such as "Little White," "Grey Grey," and "Flower."

They are always clean and have plenty of food and drink. They look incredibly content.

The next morning, after finishing his cultivation, Qing Xuanzi took Rong Jiaojiao's hand and said, "We're going to turn over all the soil today, and we'll start planting in a few days. Jiaojiao, why don't you go with your master?"

Although the courtyard and the land were not far apart, he was still worried about leaving Rong Jiaojiao alone at home.

Rong Jiaojiao nodded, her eyes sparkling, and said excitedly, "Great! Father Xi, I want to help turn the soil too!"

As she spoke, she vigorously clenched her little fist, as if she couldn't wait to have a big fight.

Qing Xuanzi smiled and tapped her forehead: "You don't need to. Master will use magic to turn the soil over, and it will be fine in two days. Baby, just stay by Master's side."

Rong Jiaojiao raised her little head: "Baby can use magic too!"

Qing Xuanzi shook his head: "You haven't learned any magic yet. Once you reach the level of a mage, your master will teach you magic, and then you can help your master."

"When will the baby reach the Mage realm?"

Looking at the little guy who was about to break through to the middle stage of the Dao Realm, Qing Xuanzi said with relief, "No rush, we need to take it slowly, lay a solid foundation, and it will be fine in two more years."

Rong Jiaojiao didn't know how long two years would be, but she knew it wouldn't be long. She was a little disappointed, but she still said considerately, "I'll go with Xi's father to till the land and cheer him on!"

"Great! With you by my side, Master has even more energy." Qing Xuanzi smiled and patted her head, his eyes full of tenderness.

The master and apprentice walked hand in hand toward the fields. Along the way, Rong Jiaojiao skipped and hopped, touching and tugging at this and that, never still for a moment.

Today, Qing Xuanzi planned to level the cornfield first. He brought Rong Jiaojiao to the edge of the field and used Earth-Splitting Techniques to turn over the soil, revealing fresh soil that emitted a faint earthy scent.

While casting the spell, he patiently explained the principles and effects of the magic to Rong Jiaojiao.

"Father Xi is amazing!"

Rong Jiaojiao stared wide-eyed at the soil turning under Qing Xuanzi's magic, her eyes filled with amazement.

“Yes, magic is amazing, but it requires strong spiritual power to support it.” Qing Xuanzi stopped what he was doing, turned around, squatted down, and looked at Rong Jiaojiao seriously. “Baby, when you reach the mage realm, you can try to learn these magics.”

He wanted to use magic more in front of Rong Jiaojiao in order to arouse her enthusiasm for cultivation.

Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Baby practices every day, baby is very powerful!"

She was full of confidence in herself. Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly, a hint of doting in his eyes: "Of course, baby is the most amazing."

He stood up and continued to cast spells, his hands forming hand gestures in the air. Spiritual energy flowed into the earth with his movements, causing the soil to turn over more quickly and evenly.

In no time, a large area of ​​land was turned over and made soft and flat.

Rong Jiaojiao stood to the side, watching intently, her eyes filled with longing.

Her little hands unconsciously mimicked Qing Xuanzi's movements. Although she couldn't yet unleash real magic, her eyes revealed anticipation for the future.

After turning more than half of the land, Qing Xuanzi exhausted his spiritual power, so he took Rong Jiaojiao back.

The next day, they continued the work of turning over the soil that they hadn't finished the day before. After turning over the cornfield, Qing Xuanzi went to turn over the rice paddy.

In just two days, Rong Jiaojiao's attitude towards her master's magic had changed from initial curiosity and admiration to a calm acceptance.

She no longer followed her master around all the time, but would occasionally run off to play.

Qing Xuanzi didn't pay her any attention. As long as she wasn't too far away and was under his nose, she wouldn't be in danger.

Because of this relaxation, Rong Jiaojiao really got into trouble.

She followed the bamboo pipe that brought the water to the edge of the cliff, which was only a dozen meters away from Qing Xuanzi.

He glanced at the little girl and saw her circling the stone trough where water had been collected for a long time. He figured it was just a child's boundless curiosity and didn't say anything to stop her.