Back at the mansion, Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue, having nothing to do, chatted as they headed towards the kitchen.
Yue Yi, who was playing with Mochen, saw Qian Renxue enter the kitchen, and her smile instantly vanished.
"Oh no, Mom's in the kitchen." Yue Yi's gaze was fixed quietly on the direction of the kitchen.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem with your mother going into the kitchen?" Mochen asked, looking at Yue Yi with some confusion.
"You'll find out soon enough," Yue Yi said, glancing at Mochen with a hint of helplessness.
About two hours later, a round stone table in the courtyard was filled with dishes.
Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, Jun Xuehan, Yue Yi, Mochen, and others stood before the stone table, gazing at the delicious food laid out before them.
"Don't just look at it, try it and see how it is," Qian Renxue said with a smile.
"Mom, look at how delicious this looks, it smells and tastes amazing! I know it'll be delicious without even tasting it," Yue Yi said earnestly to Qian Renxue.
"Yue Yi, that's not right. Your mother asked you because she wants you to find out where you're lacking so you can improve. You're so young, you must be honest. Let me show you how." Jun Xuehan smiled, then picked up her chopsticks and started tasting a dish.
"For example, this Stir-fried Bitter Bamboo is a bit too strong in flavor. The bamboo shoots are too tender and the meat is too tough. It's a complete failure." Jun Xuehan said while eating, her voice calm.
Yue Yi secretly glanced at Qian Renxue, and only felt relieved after seeing that Qian Renxue had a smile on her face and her expression had not changed.
"Well then I'll tell you, this one, this one, and these few are really awful. They have too much salt in them, and I can't swallow them at all," Yue Yi said seriously.
"It's already good enough that someone is doing it, Little Yue Yi, why are you being so picky?" Qian Renxue's smile gradually disappeared, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Yue Yi.
"Mom, didn't Dad say the same thing?" Yue Yi couldn't help but point at Jun Xuehan, revealing a wronged little face.
"Yue Yi, your great-grandfather is here to tell you that no matter what happens, you need to be observant. What your father eats is what he makes himself, and what you eat is what your mother makes." Qian Daoliu picked up his chopsticks and said quietly.
"How could this be?" Yue Yi lowered her head, eating the food in front of her, and muttered softly.
"Alright, after we finish eating, I'll start teaching you some basic combat skills." Jun Xuehan smiled and gently stroked Yue Yi's hair.
"Basic combat skills, Dad, what are you going to teach me?" Yue Yi's eyes lit up as she asked curiously.
"It depends on what you want to learn. Do you want to learn gunplay, Sword Techniques, or basic hand-to-hand combat? As for Spear Techniques, I'm second to none on the entire continent. But for Sword Techniques, your mother is a bit more skilled." Jun Xuehan smiled, speaking with great confidence.
After all, across the entire continent, almost everyone focuses on cultivating Martial Soul and Soul Power; as for Spear Techniques and such, not many people really care.
"Yes, I want to learn them all!" Yue Yi thought for a moment and said seriously.
"Okay, no problem!" Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance and readily agreed.
Seeing their harmonious scene, Mochen couldn't help but feel envious. He then silently lowered his head and ate the delicious food in front of him.
After a hearty lunch, Jun Xuehan found a piece of wood about 1.2 meters long and made a small, lightweight spear, which she then handed to Yue Yi.
Although this length, strictly speaking, cannot be considered a spear, it is definitely a spear for a young girl like Yue Yi.
Yue Yi looked at the spear in her hand with joy in her eyes and immediately asked, "Dad, what should I do next?"
Jun Xuehan smiled and said, "Hold the gun properly. To use a gun, your hand needs to be steady. If you can't even hold a gun steadily, how can you expect to fight?"
As she spoke, Jun Xuehan tied a black rope to the tip of the spear, and below the rope hung a stone.
"It's not heavy at all," Yue Yi said nonchalantly, and immediately did as Jun Xuehan instructed.
"It's not heavy, so let's practice for half an hour first, is that alright?" Jun Xuehan smiled and said casually.
"No." Yue Yi agreed without much thought.
"Okay, then half an hour." Jun Xuehan nodded slightly, sat down next to Qian Renxue, and watched quietly.
Mochen sat down at the stone table and looked intently at Yue Yi, memorizing every word Jun Xuehan said.
As time passed, Yue Yi felt her arms getting sore. The spear, which hadn't felt heavy before, and the small stone on its tip, now felt heavy.
About twenty minutes later, Yue Yi's arm trembled slightly, her hand loosened, and the spear fell directly to the ground.
"Pick it up, it hasn't even been half an hour yet." Jun Xuehan said softly, looking at Yue Yi.
"Dad, my hands are so sore," Yue Yi said softly, looking at Jun Xuehan.
"Yue Yi, you just said half an hour, and there are still eight minutes left. Pick it up!" Jun Xuehan closed her eyes and said calmly.
"Daddy~ take a break, then continue practicing, okay?" Yue Yi said in a slightly coquettish tone.
"Xuehan, Yue Yi is still young, let her rest for a while, there's no rush." Qian Renxue smiled nonchalantly.
"Xue'er, it's better for her to sweat more now than for her to bleed later." Jun Xuehan opened her eyes and shook her head slightly at Qian Renxue.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yue Yi and said softly, "Yue Yi, there are only eight minutes left until half an hour. Just hang in there a little longer."
"To become a powerful Soul Master, combat experience and skills are essential." As she spoke, Qian Renxue looked at Yue Yi with encouraging eyes.
"Okay, I understand." Yue Yi nodded, picked up the spear again, and stood still.
Beads of sweat appeared on Yue Yi's head, flowing down her fair forehead.
Seeing Yue Yi's appearance, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her. She rolled her eyes at Jun Xuehan and then reached out and gently slapped Jun Xuehan.
Jun Xuehan opened her eyes, chuckled softly, but did not speak. Instead, she quietly looked at Yue Yi in front of her.