Rong Jiaojiao and Fu Ya entered the living room, where Qi Lan had already sat down again.

Fu Ya sat down next to Rong Jiaojiao and asked softly, "Jiaojiao, how long will you stay this time?"

Rong Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "Mom, I came back this time because I was afraid you would worry, so I came to let you know I'm safe. I'll stay for three or four days at most. I haven't contacted Master for a long time, and I'm afraid he'll worry, so I want to go see him."

Although Fu Ya was reluctant to part with her, she still said, "It's only right. But remember to contact us often wherever you go in the future."

"Okay, I will definitely let my family know I'm safe as long as it's convenient."

"good!"

The mother and daughter were having a warm conversation.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and then Rong Lianhu pushed the door open and entered.

When he saw Rong Jiaojiao, a look of surprise and delight appeared on his face: "Jiaojiao, you're back?"

"Dad!" Rong Jiaojiao quickly stepped forward and hugged Rong Lianhu tightly.

Rong Lianhu patted Rong Jiaojiao on the shoulder and said with relief, "It's good that you're back. We were all so worried."

Fu Ya stepped forward: "Don't blame the child, she must have her own difficulties."

Rong Lianhu nodded and looked at Qi Lan: "And this is...?"

Rong Jiaojiao introduced Qi Lan again, and Rong Lianhu extended his hand: "Thank you for taking care of our child."

Qi Lan smiled and shook hands with him: "Young friend Rong is very good and doesn't need us to take care of him."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Fu Ya realized that she hadn't cooked yet. She stood up and said, "I forgot to cook. Please sit down, I'll go cook."

Rong Jiaojiao said, "Mom, I've finished cooking. We can just eat it now."

Fu Ya followed Rong Jiaojiao into the kitchen and saw various seafood and rabbit meat on the stove, as well as a pot of steaming chicken soup. It was clear that her daughter had put a lot of thought into it.

"You silly child, you've been busy with all this since you got back." Fu Ya patted Rong Jiaojiao's head affectionately. "Aren't you tired?"

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head, her eyes sparkling: "Not tired! I missed my mom's cooking so much while I was away, so I specially made your favorite steamed lobster today."

"Okay, thank you, honey. I'll definitely eat more."

Rong Lianhu set the table and invited Qi Lan to sit down: "Comrade Qi, please take a seat."

Qi Lan looked at the table full of dishes, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "These... were all made by young friend Rong?"

“Yes,” Rong Jiaojiao served chicken soup to everyone, “Seniors, please try it and see if it suits your taste.”

Qi Lan took the bowl, took a small sip, and her brows furrowed slightly: "...It's very delicious."

This simple comment made Rong Jiaojiao's eyes crinkle with laughter.

She knew that given Qi Lan's personality, saying "it tastes very good" was already a very high compliment.

Rong Jiaojiao pointed to the seafood on the table and said, "These are fresh seafood that I froze with an ice-sealing talisman and brought back. Senior, please have a taste."

"Okay, thank you!"

At the dinner table, Rong Lianhu and Fu Ya asked their daughter about her experiences during this period.

Rong Jiaojiao chose to talk about some light and interesting things, glossing over the thrilling battles.

Qi Lan only nodded occasionally, without saying anything that would worry the couple.

After dinner, Fu Ya and Rong Jiaojiao tidied up the east wing room for Qi Lan to stay in.

Qi Lan tactfully returned to her room, leaving the family of three alone.

The three of them chatted until late before going to sleep. In the following days, Rong Jiaojiao cooked different kinds of delicious food for her parents, which made Qi Lan, who didn't have much of an appetite, eat until her belly was round every day.

After spending a weekend at home with her parents, Rong Jiaojiao said goodbye and went to Beijing to see her master.

When Qi Lan appeared in the backyard of Xuanqingzhai with Rong Jiaojiao, they were immediately surrounded.

Seeing the menacing looks on her master's and several senior uncles' faces, Rong Jiaojiao greeted them with an awkward smile, "Master, hello senior uncles!"

Qing Xuanzi pretended to glare at her, then looked at Qi Lan and clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "My little disciple is naughty, thank you for taking care of him, Senior Qi."

Qi Lan said calmly, "Of course," then turned to Rong Jiaojiao and said, "With your master here, I'll go back to headquarters first. If there are any more missions, I'll come find you again."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Take care, Senior Qi!"

Qi Lan nodded to everyone, then concealed himself and disappeared from their sight.

Qing Xuanzi waved to everyone and said, "You may all disperse!"

After everyone greeted Rong Jiaojiao and prepared to leave, Rong Jiaojiao said to everyone with a grin, "Uncles, let's have a drink tonight!"

The senior disciples waved their hands with smiles: "No need, Junior Nephew Rong has just returned, please get some rest."

After they finished speaking, they went about their own business. Rong Jiaojiao noticed that her master was looking at her unhappily, so she skipped over to Qing Xuanzi's side, hugged his arm, and said coquettishly, "Master, Jiaojiao missed you. Did you miss Jiaojiao?"

Looking at the child who had already reached his shoulder height, Qing Xuanzi affectionately patted her head and said, "Come on, let's go upstairs and tell your master what you've been doing for the past six months."

Rong Jiaojiao nodded, and the two went to Qing Xuanzi's room. Qing Xuanzi first took Rong Jiaojiao's pulse and, seeing that she was fine and uninjured, said, "Tell me, let your master hear how wonderful your life has been."

Rong Jiaojiao did not hide anything and recounted all her experiences over the past six months in detail, presenting every detail clearly to Qing Xuanzi.

Of course, she ignored the fact that she was injured, but Qing Xuanzi still noticed something was amiss.

Qing Xuanzi's brows furrowed more and more, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

"So you've encountered demonic spirits at the Celestial Master level multiple times?" Qing Xuanzi asked in a deep voice, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

Rong Jiaojiao nodded and took out a Blood Spirit Grass from her storage bag and gave it to Qing Xuanzi: "Master, I got three, and I'm giving you one as a token of my respect."

Qing Xuanzi took the Blood Spirit Grass, his fingertips trembling slightly.

This crimson herb with golden veins is a rare main ingredient for refining high-level Breakthrough Pills. It only grows near the blood pools that evil cultivators have used for years of cultivation.

"You little rascal..." Qing Xuanzi's voice was a little tight, "You've suffered a lot to pick this, haven't you?"

Rong Jiaojiao blinked and smiled casually, "It's alright, Elder Li is here, she's the one who defeated the demonic puppets."

Qing Xuanzi carefully put away the Blood Spirit Grass and said, "I'll have your grandmaster refine it into a Breakthrough Pill for you later."

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "No need, Master. I have two more plants myself. This one is for you. You can refine it into a pill and keep it for yourself."

“Alright then, Master, please enjoy your disciple’s filial piety.”

"That's more like it..."

That day, the master and disciple talked for a long time, from cultivation experiences to the improvement of talismans, from the interpretation of ancient books to the deduction of formations.

It wasn't until Zi Ling started snoring on the table that Qing Xuanzi realized it was already late at night.

"Alright, go and rest." Qing Xuanzi patted his disciple's shoulder, then suddenly seemed to remember something: "Oh, right, this is a compilation of some fusion formations of talisman arrays and magic arrays. Take it and study it."