It was precisely because of this that Chen Xianqing, like a child who had received her favorite toy, could not put down the three immortal treasures, turning them over and over in her hands.
She even could not resist practicing several sets of Taixuan Halberd techniques, crying out strangely, "Father, just watch! After I descend the mountain this time, I will definitely catch a few true dragons, strip out their tendons and skins, and stew them into porridge for you!"
"Do not fool around!"
Before Chen Nianzhi could say anything, Qing Ji could no longer sit still after hearing that.
Her expression changed slightly as she immediately reprimanded her, "In the Red Dragon Sea, true dragons are overlords of their domains. Even your father and I would not dare casually kill a true dragon. You must not be so mischievous."
"Mother..."
Seeing Qing Ji's stern expression, Qing'er could not help looking toward Chen Nianzhi. Yet his eyes were as deep as starry abysses, revealing no emotion whatsoever. Only then did she lower her head slightly.
"I understand."
Chen Xianqing murmured. As for whether she had truly taken it to heart, that was another matter.
In the great hall, Chen Nianzhi remained silent. Only after Chen Xianqing had withdrawn did he take a deep breath and sigh. "All these years, you and I have disciplined this child often."
"But Pure Child's Willful Heart is far too unruly. The more we discipline her, the more it will stir up her curiosity."
"Only by experiencing tribulations can she learn a profound lesson. Only by using tribulations as the furnace fire can her willful heart be refined into a steadfast heart."
Qing Ji understood Chen Nianzhi's thoughts, but she was still deeply worried. "But tribulations are difficult to overcome. I fear..."
"There is no