Seeing his serious face, Rong Jiaojiao nodded and promised, "Master, I will cultivate diligently."

Qing Xuanzi nodded in satisfaction, but after only a short time of cultivation, the little guy's head began to nod little by little.

There was nothing I could do but lay her down and let her sleep.

The valley was quiet, and the day passed just like that, but it also laid the foundation for the direction of training every day thereafter.

Every day before dawn, I would get up to practice standing meditation, cultivate myself, draw talismans, practice martial arts, and cultivate myself, but the amount of training would gradually increase each day.

When Qing Xuanzi had some free time, he even made a bow for Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan, so that they could practice archery during their free time after morning cultivation.

A month of continuous training made them stronger and their eyes more determined, which made Qing Xuanzi very gratified.

Over the past month, although the children's training volume has been increasing, they have never complained. Instead, they have found the motivation to persevere with each step forward.

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan's internal strength has improved significantly, and their bodies have become more agile.

They have become accustomed to taking medicinal baths after their daily training, and have even increased their training time.

Within a month, Rong Jiaojiao mastered the art of drawing frost talismans and learned several other complex talismans, including the "Golden Light Protection Talisman" for defense, the "Spiritual Guiding Talisman" for tracking, and even the simple "Healing Talisman" for healing.

Her talent amazed Qing Xuanzi; it was extremely rare for a cultivator to master so many talismans at such a young age.

That evening, Qing Xuanzi, as usual, had the children stop training and do stretching exercises while he went to prepare dinner.

Although the children were tired, they had gotten used to the rhythm and their movements were becoming more and more skillful.

After Rong Jiaojiao and her master entered the kitchen, she ran back to her room, took out several healing talismans that she had just drawn that day, stuck one on herself, and activated the talisman with her divine sense. Instantly, all her fatigue disappeared.

She jumped up happily, secretly preparing to stick close to Rong Zhigao.

A voice called out "Jiaojiao," and the little girl froze in mid-air.

Qing Xuanzi's helpless voice came from the kitchen: "Don't use healing talismans on your brother, otherwise the medicinal bath will be much less effective."

Rong Jiaojiao chuckled and withdrew her hand: "Understood, Master!"

Qing Xuanzi shook his head helplessly. "This child is such a worry." He muttered softly as he continued preparing dinner.

Soon, the aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Qing Xuanzi came out carrying a bowl of fragrant chicken soup and shouted, "Go wash your hands and face and eat!"

Upon hearing the word "eat," the three children instantly perked up, their fatigue vanished, and they ran quickly towards the pool.

After dinner, Qing Xuanzi said, "We've run out of meat at home. Tomorrow I'll take you hunting to test your archery skills."

The children became excited the moment they heard the word "hunting," especially Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan, whose eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Although Rong Jiaojiao wasn't interested in hunting, she jumped for joy at being able to go out and play with her brothers.

Rong Zhigao asked, "Uncle Qingxuan, shall we go hunting in the forest outside the valley?"

He had been looking forward to it for a long time. Qing Xuanzi had said he would take them hunting, but he hadn't mentioned it in a month since they arrived. He thought he wouldn't take them!

Qing Xuanzi nodded: "We're going into the forest, but this is deep in the mountains, so don't stray too far from me."

"No, Uncle Qingxuan, we will definitely follow you," Rong Zhigao assured him, and Rong Zhiyuan echoed his assurance.

“Alright, tomorrow we’ll go to the forest outside the valley and see how good your archery skills are,” Qing Xuanzi said.

"Okay!" the two children answered in unison, and then went back to their rooms to prepare.

Early the next morning, Qing Xuanzi set off with his three children.

They crossed the valley and entered a dense forest.

The morning sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows, and the air is filled with the fragrance of earth and grass.

The chirping of birds rose and fell, and occasionally the roars of beasts could be heard from afar.

Qing Xuanzi led Rong Jiaojiao, Rong Zhigao, and Rong Zhiyuan through the mountains and forests near the valley and into a dense forest about four or five miles away from the valley.

"Alright, let's start our hunt from this spot today."

"Remember to keep quiet while hunting and don't disturb the prey," Qing Xuanzi whispered. "Zhi Gao is responsible for finding the prey's tracks, and Zhi Yuan is responsible for observing the surrounding environment and paying attention to safety."

The two brothers immediately concealed their breathing, as if their prey were right in front of them.

He nodded and said, "Understood, Uncle Qingxuan!"

They walked along the path in the forest, with Qing Xuanzi leading the way, occasionally pointing out animal footprints and tracks.

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan followed closely behind, their eyes darting around, searching for potential prey.

They hadn't gone far when Rong Zhigao suddenly stopped, pointed to a figure emerging from the bushes in the distance, and asked, "Uncle Qingxuan, is that a deer?"

Qing Xuanzi had already discovered it in his divine sense, but he didn't say anything because he wanted to see if the two brothers could find it. Unexpectedly, Rong Zhigao had good observation skills.

He smiled and said, "You have good observation skills. You spotted it from that far away. But it's not a deer. It's a muntjac. It looks similar to a deer, but it's smaller and faster."

"A muntjac!" Rong Zhiyuan interjected excitedly, his eyes gleaming with eagerness. "Uncle Qingxuan, can we hunt it?"

Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly and nodded: "Okay, but be careful. Although muntjacs look docile, they are very fast and difficult to catch."

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan exchanged a glance, a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes.

They quickly took their bows and arrows from their backs and cautiously approached the muntjac.

Rong Jiaojiao stood beside Qing Xuanzi, releasing her divine sense to watch her two older brothers' actions with curiosity.

Qing Xuanzi nodded slightly, signaling Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan that they could begin their operation. He whispered, "Remember, get as close to it as possible, but don't startle it. Zhigao, you go first. Zhiyuan, you're in charge of observing the surroundings to prevent it from suddenly escaping."

"Okay!" Rong Zhigao responded and cautiously moved forward.

His movements were very light, trying not to make any noise. He lifted and lowered his feet gently with each step, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquil forest.

Rong Zhiyuan followed closely behind, his eyes fixed on the muntjac, while also keeping an eye on the surroundings, as if afraid that if he relaxed his guard even slightly, the prey would disappear without a trace.

The muntjac was unaware of the approaching danger and continued to graze leisurely in the bushes.