Rong Jiaojiao scratched her head and said, "I'm sorry, Ziling, I won't do it again, don't be angry anymore."

"Look, we've arrived at the sacred mountain now. It's beautiful here, and there are so many places with abundant spiritual energy. We can cultivate here from now on. Aren't you happy?"

Zi Ling then noticed the rich spiritual energy here, and excitedly squeaked, jumped, and hopped around Rong Jiaojiao happily.

After watching the two of them finish their commotion, Qing Xuanzi released Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin, who had originally shrunk to the size of a small snake, immediately stretched out his body upon sensing the abundant spiritual energy, and soon transformed into a giant golden snake.

Qing Xuanzi patted the little golden head and said, "You've shrunk. I'll take you to register. Once your levels are back, you can cultivate freely here."

Xiao Jin understood Qing Xuanzi's words, nodded gently, and its body quickly shrank back into a small golden snake, which coiled around Qing Xuanzi's arm.

Qing Xuanzi looked at Zi Ling: "Zi Ling, let's go."

Zi Ling nodded obediently, then lightly leaped onto Qing Xuanzi's shoulder.

Qing Xuanzi turned around and led the two little ones out of the courtyard, walking along the familiar path towards the sect's registration office.

The registration office is located in the central area of ​​the sect. It is an ancient stone building with a wooden sign that reads "Spirit Pet Registration Office" hanging in front of the door.

Qing Xuanzi led Zi Ling and Xiao Jin into the registration office, which was quiet and deserted.

He walked to the counter, patted the disciple who was slumped over the table in charge of registration, and said, "Nephew Liu, wake up, Nephew Liu."

Liu Xian looked up in confusion, and when he saw Qing Xuanzi, a look of surprise and delight appeared on his face: "Uncle Qing Xuan, it's you! When did you get back?"

Qing Xuanzi smiled and said, "I just got back today. Here I am to register these two." He pointed to the purple spirit on his shoulder and the little gold on his arm and said, "This is a sable, and this is a golden python. The sable has just entered the first rank and is my disciple's spirit beast. This golden python is my spirit pet, a third rank."

Liu Xian's eyes widened: "Third rank! Martial Uncle, you are truly amazing."

His eyes were filled with admiration. He quickly picked up two jade slips and said, "Please enter the information of the spirit pet into the jade slip so I can register it."

Qing Xuanzi took the jade slip and entered the information of Zi Ling and Xiao Jin into it one by one.

After entering the pet's breed, aptitude, and characteristics, he handed it to Liu Xian: "Alright, nephew, please register it."

Liu Xian took the jade slip, examined it carefully, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "The sable and the golden python are both excellent spirit pets! Uncle-Master, you've had quite a haul this time."

Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly: "Not bad luck. I hope they can cultivate well in the sect and become good helpers in the future."

Liu Xian nodded and began to carefully record the information in the register. As he wrote, he said, "Registered. These are the registration tags for the two spirit pets. From now on, they will have official identities in the sect."

Qing Xuanzi accepted the registration card and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Junior Nephew."

Liu waved his hand: "You're too kind, Uncle-Master."

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand and turned to leave. He then went to the disciple registration office, collected Rong Jiaojiao's identity token, and returned home.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he left, the gossipy Liu Xian had already spread the news of his return everywhere.

Qing Xuanzi led Zi Ling and Xiao Jin back to his courtyard, where he saw Rong Jiaojiao sitting in the courtyard cultivating.

He walked forward with a smile and handed the identity token to Rong Jiaojiao: "Jiaojiao, this is your identity token. You can drip a drop of blood on it to signify your identity, and then you can move freely within the sect."

Rong Jiaojiao took the identity token and examined it thoroughly. She saw that it only had array patterns and her own name on it. After thanking the token, she dripped her blood onto the jade token. The jade token flashed with a white light that enveloped Rong Jiaojiao before disappearing a few seconds later.

Qing Xuanzi said, "Alright, it has memorized your aura. With it, you can now move freely within the sect."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Thank you, Master!"

Qing Xuanzi nodded slightly and looked at Zi Ling and Xiao Jin: "Zi Ling, Xiao Jin, you two go find a place to cultivate, but don't wander out of my territory, or you'll die for nothing, understand?"

Both understood Qing Xuanzi's words. Zi Ling gently jumped off his shoulder, ran to Rong Jiaojiao's side, curled up into a ball, and closed her eyes.

Xiao Jin slid off Qing Xuanzi's arm, curled up, and quietly stayed in the corner, not even thinking of going out.

Qing Xuanzi remembered that Rong Jiaojiao hadn't eaten yet, so he immediately went to the mission hall and assigned her a task to mentor a junior disciple.

Not long after, a young disciple arrived. He was about twelve or thirteen years old, with rosy lips and white teeth, and was very endearing.

Upon seeing Qing Xuanzi, he exclaimed loudly, "Grandmaster Uncle, I'm here! I'm the one who accepted the task of mentoring Junior Uncle!"

His head was bald and round, and with his pair of almond-shaped eyes, he looked exceptionally clever and cute.

His features were so exquisite that they seemed to have been drawn with a paintbrush, with a high, straight nose and thin lips that were slightly upturned, carrying a mischievous smile.

Especially her peach blossom eyes, which are lively and bright, as if they hold the stars and the sea, making them unforgettable at first glance.

But Qing Xuanzi felt a headache coming on whenever he saw him: "Why is it you? Why aren't you cultivating properly? Why are you taking on missions?"

His idea was to find an experienced disciple to outsource Rong Jiaojiao's daily schooling and household chores. Who would have thought that this mischievous kid would be the one to take on the task?

This little guy is none other than Leng Tianyou, the eldest grandson of the eldest sister. He's more mischievous than a monkey. If Rong Jiaojiao is entrusted to him, will he raise her to be just like him?

Leng Tianyou revealed a bright smile: "Grandmaster, it's me. I just broke through to the Mage Realm. My father told me to take some time to settle down and not to rush into cultivation. I've been taking on missions whenever I have free time."

Qing Xuanzi gave him a disgruntled look, took out a communication talisman, muttered a few words, and sent it out. Seeing that the little guy was still smiling and didn't seem afraid of being asked questions, Qing Xuanzi believed him a little.

A reply was received shortly afterward: "Uncle-Master, if you think he's still capable, let him guide Junior Sister. There's probably no place in this sect he doesn't know. You won't lose Junior Sister if you entrust her to him."

The one who replied was Leng Tianyou's biological father, Leng Zi'an. Qing Xuanzi sighed, "It's so good to be back in the sect. Anything can be handled with a simple communication talisman."

But Leng Tianyou was really having a headache. Oh well.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, let me introduce you. This is your junior uncle. Now take her to the dining hall for a meal."

"Can you really take her to class to learn to read tomorrow morning?"

Leng Tianyou thumped his chest loudly: "I guarantee I can do it."