Qing Xuanzi's movements were clean and swift. His divine sense blade was like an invisible sword, instantly severing the corn cob's stem, and the corn cob fell to the ground with a thud.

He raised his eyebrows smugly, thinking that this method was still the most efficient.

Just then, Rong Jiaojiao started making a ruckus in the wooden pavilion again, grabbing the railing and trying to climb over.

Her little head swayed from side to side, her eyes fixed on Qing Xuanzi, and she made a series of cooing sounds.

Qing Xuanzi knew that she wanted to do it herself again, so he didn't stop her. He moved her to a place further away from himself and pointed to the corn near Rong Jiaojiao, saying, "Jiaobao, take it here, and Master will take it there."

He then pointed to the other side, where he had just been standing.

Rong Jiaojiao clapped her hands: "Baby, put it away!"

Qing Xuanzi smiled slightly and nodded, indicating that she could begin.

He stepped aside, his eyes fixed on Rong Jiaojiao's movements.

Although this little guy is exceptionally talented, his control over his divine sense is not yet proficient enough, and accidents may occur if he is not careful.

Rong Jiaojiao stood by the wooden pavilion, her little hands gripping the railing tightly, her eyes fixed intently on the corn not far away.

Her face flushed slightly, as if she was concentrating. Qing Xuanzi noticed her brows furrowing slightly and knew that she had begun to mobilize her spiritual power.

Suddenly, Rong Jiaojiao let out a soft cry, and a faint blade of divine sense shot out from the tip of her eyebrow, heading precisely for the corn cob stalk.

The next second, the corn cob fell to the ground with a thud.

Rong Jiaojiao cheered, clapped her hands, and jumped up, shouting, "Bao Shou! Bao Shou!"

Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but smile, his heart filled with satisfaction. The little girl was truly clever.

"Jiaobao, you're great! Do it again!" Qingxuanzi encouraged.

Rong Jiaojiao became even more excited after hearing her master's praise.

She focused her mind again, and this time, her movements were more skillful. Her divine sense blade, like an invisible ray of light, instantly severed the stem of another corn cob.

The corn cob fell again, and she smiled happily.

Looking at her earnest expression, Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

For more than a year, he had been teaching Rong Jiaojiao how to use the power of divine sense, and she had made rapid progress.

"Father Xi, Bao, you're amazing!" Rong Jiaojiao ran to Qing Xuanzi's side, tilted her little face up, and looked up with eyes full of anticipation.

Qing Xuanzi ruffled her hair and laughed, "Of course you're amazing, baby! But I must remind you, although your divine sense is powerful, you must learn to control it, or you'll easily get hurt."

Rong Jiaojiao had no idea what her master meant. She took all his smiling words as praise and jumped around with joy.

As a result, she quickly exhausted her spiritual power and then fell into a deep sleep in the wooden pavilion.

Qing Xuanzi was both amused and exasperated. He set up a barrier around her to put her to sleep, and then continued harvesting corn.

He didn't dare to use his spiritual power like Rong Jiaojiao, so he could only switch to magic when he was halfway through, and then take Rong Jiaojiao home when his spiritual power was exhausted.

Over the next three days, the harvesting of crops in the valley progressed smoothly.

Qing Xuanzi and Rong Jiaojiao had a clear division of labor: he was responsible for harvesting large areas of corn, while Rong Jiaojiao was responsible for harvesting while playing.

Although her movements are still quite clumsy, each success gives her an immense sense of accomplishment.

Looking at her earnest and hardworking appearance, Qing Xuanzi felt a sense of accomplishment.

This is my good student with great potential. I will be half the credit for her future achievements. Just thinking about it makes me feel very proud.

Finally, all the corn in the valley was harvested.

To let Rong Jiaojiao know how to deal with the corn stalks in her treasure, Qing Xuanzi even pulled up the corn stalks from the field and collected them, then threw them out when he got home.

Following her master's example, Rong Jiaojiao pulled up all the corn stalks in her little secret realm and threw them onto the courtyard after her master threw them out.

After throwing it, she held her head high, waiting for her master's praise. Qing Xuanzi did not disappoint her, gently patting her head and laughing as he said, "Jiaobao did a great job, really good!"

When Rong Jiaojiao heard the praise, her little face instantly lit up with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents. She clapped her hands excitedly and babbled to express her joy.

"Next, your master will teach you how to dispose of the corn stalks." Qing Xuanzi squatted down and patiently said to Rong Jiaojiao, "Although these corn stalks can't be eaten, they still have many uses."

He pointed to the mountain of corn stalks in the yard and continued, "We can dry them and use them for firewood and cooking, or we can stack them up to use as bedding for the livestock."

Rong Jiaojiao tilted her head, seemingly pondering her master's words, but in reality, she was simply waiting to see what her master was going to do next.

“Then let’s move them to the yard to sunbathe.” Qing Xuanzi stood up, casually waved a wisp of spiritual energy, gently lifted a pile of corn stalks, made them float in the air, and then slowly moved them to the yard to spread them out.

Rong Jiaojiao watched her master's actions, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

She imitated her master, waving her little hand and trying to control the corn stalks with her divine sense.

However, using her divine sense outside is not the same as in her own little secret realm. Her divine sense power is still very immature. Her master holds up the corn stalks in bundles, but she can only pull them one by one, and even so, they still fall from time to time.

But she was incredibly proud of herself, patting her little chest and exclaiming, "Baby, you're awesome! Baby, you're amazing!"

Seeing this, Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, yes, my Jiaobao is the best."

Rong Jiaojiao became even more smug. Qing Xuanzi's educational and entertaining "child-rearing" method made Rong Jiaojiao more confident, as if she had already grasped the essence of divine power.

She waved her little hands even more joyfully, lining up the corn stalks one by one and pulling them onto the field.

After throwing one away, it will say, "Baby, great job! Baby, let's do it again!"

While shouting, she waved her little hands, trying to control more corn stalks, so that even Qing Xuanzi standing aside could feel her boundless joy.

Looking at her earnest yet adorable expression, Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This little one is truly a born optimist."

After harvesting the corn and resting for a few days, the rice can also be harvested.

Qing Xuanzi used the same method to guide Rong Jiaojiao in harvesting rice.

He used magic to cut the rice ears, then used his divine sense to pull them back and put them into his sleeve.

Then he looked expectantly at Rong Jiaojiao. Rong Jiaojiao thought he was waiting for her help, so she used her divine sense to send a small blade of divine sense straight towards the rice stalks not far away.

Qing Xuanzi's gaze followed the fluctuations he sensed and landed on the rice stalks. As Rong Jiaojiao's divine sense precisely touched the rice stalks, she gently flicked them, and the rice stalks detached from the stalks, slowly floating towards her small hand.

"Bao Shou! Bao Shou!" Rong Jiaojiao cheered, grabbing a handful of the floating rice stalks and jumping up excitedly.