After leaving the training grounds, Wei Yun returned to his courtyard with Mira.

  As he pushed open the door, he saw Sylvia channeling her wood-element energy. A vibrant emerald liquid began to form in midair, radiating vitality.

  It was the Healing Spring. Despite its short shelf life of just a few days, it remained incredibly valuable.

  More importantly, it was a steady source of income.

  Wei Yun’s sharp eyes quickly noticed that today’s Healing Spring was slightly more than yesterday’s. Though the difference was subtle, every bit of progress counted, and it was a result worth celebrating.

  Under Sylvia’s careful control, the glowing liquid arced through the air and landed gracefully in a nearby clay jar.

  Moments later, Sylvia sealed the jar with effort, carefully ensuring no energy leaked out.

  With her task complete, Sylvia finally turned her attention to Wei Yun. She fluttered over excitedly and perched on his shoulder, leaving behind a faint trail of green light.

  “Sylvia, you’ve worked hard!” Wei Yun praised her sincerely, his expression lighting up with approval.

  He glanced toward the corner of the room, where several clay jars were neatly arranged. Three of them were already sealed, a testament to Sylvia’s dedication and diligence. There wasn’t even a hint of laziness in her work.

  Of course, this progress was also thanks to Sylvia’s steady improvement.

  “It wasn’t hard at all!” Sylvia exclaimed, shaking her tiny head with enthusiasm. Delighted by Wei Yun’s praise, her eyes sparkled with joy, and any lingering fatigue seemed to vanish.

  Sylvia’s pure and simple nature made even the most mundane tasks feel worthwhile, especially when it meant earning Wei Yun’s approval.

  “Here, this is your reward!”

  After complimenting her, Wei Yun handed Sylvia a small wood-element spritit beast core.

  Compared to three jars of Healing Spring, the core wasn’t worth much, but Sylvia’s eyes lit up as if she had just been given a priceless treasure.

  “Wow! Sylvia got a reward!”

  Clutching the spirit beast core with excitement, Sylvia flitted up and landed on Mira’s head, her wings fluttering joyfully.

  Mira, however, looked less thrilled. She instinctively began to shake her head to dislodge Sylvia but stopped herself after a moment. After all, Sylvia was the one producing the Healing Spring, a gift Mira had grown quite fond of.

  “I shoudn’t mess with her!”

  With a resigned sigh, Mira straightened up, lifting her head high in an attempt to maintain her dignity. She put on an air of proud indifference, as if the whole situation was beneath her.

  At that moment, Sylvia impulsively decided to swallow the wood-element core.

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  While the core wasn’t large by human standards, it was about the size of Sylvia’s fist, and for her petite frame, it was no easy task.

  Unsurprisingly, the core got stuck in her throat.

  Sylvia’s throat bulged visibly as she struggled to swallow the core. Her little hands clawed at her neck as she tried unsuccessfully to force it down, her face turning red with effort.

  “Ahh, ahhh!”

  Sylvia flailed helplessly, her eyes reddening with panic as she turned her teary gaze toward Wei Yun, silently pleading for help.

  “You’re way too impatient! Couldn’t you have just held it and absorbed it slowly?” Wei Yun sighed, his expression helpless, but he wasted no time in acting. Channeling his spiritual energy, he assisted Sylvia in swallowing the beast core.

  Finally, after some effort, Sylvia managed to swallow the core. She let out a relieved sigh, patting her chest as the panic subsided.

  Suddenly, a faint green glow enveloped Sylvia’s tiny figure, the light growing brighter and more vibrant with each passing second.

  The energy from the beast core, combined with her accumulated training, pushed her to the verge of a breakthrough.

  Within the shimmering green aura, Sylvia’s body began to grow.

  Rip...Rip!

  A soft tearing sound echoed as the bamboo-leaf dress Sylvia wore began to stretch. Unable to withstand her rapid growth, the outfit finally tore apart, leaving her nearly bare. Her petite and delicate figure was on full display, radiating a natural and ethereal beauty.

  “Small as she is, she’s got a lot of potential” Wei Yun muttered, stroking his chin as he observed the transformation.

  Sylvia’s growth soon stabilized. She had become slightly larger than before, and her energy felt stronger, signaling a successful breakthrough. Her progress seemed even faster than Mira’s.

  “Ahhh!”

  Realizing her situation, Sylvia let out an embarrassed cry. She quickly darted to a nearby potted plant, using it to cover herself while hastily plucking leaves.

  In just moments, her nimble fingers wove a new set of clothes out of the leaves, which she slipped on before emerging from her hiding place.

  When Sylvia floated back in front of Wei Yun, her emerald eyes shone with an almost hypnotic light, radiating a warmth that seemed to embody the very spirit of nature itself.

  For a moment, Wei Yun found himself captivated. Her gaze stirred something deep within him, and his emotions seemed to amplify, kindness, sympathy, and protectiveness all surged uncontrollably.

  Fortunately, as a spirit-focused Beastmaster, Wei Yun had strong resistance to these kinds of mental effects. He quickly snapped out of it, his thoughts clearing.

  “Looks like you’ve learned Beguiling Charm!” he remarked with a wry smile.

  Beguiling Charm was a mental skill often associated with sweet and innocent-looking magical creatures. It didn’t deal direct damage but instead affected the opponent’s willpower, potentially distracting or immobilizing them for a brief moment.

  Of course, if the target was vastly stronger or had high mental resistance, the skill’s effects could be nullified.

  Even so, this new ability significantly enhanced Sylvia’s support capabilities. Combined with Mira’s strength, it had the potential to turn the tide of battle and create opportunities for Mira to strike.

  After spending some time playing with Mira and Sylvia, Wei Yun called for two household servants to bring a batch of smaller clay jars.

  These jars were much smaller than the previous ones, only about ten centimeters tall, with a capacity roughly one-fifth that of the original jars. They resembled miniature wine flasks.

  Once the servants left, Wei Yun carefully divided the Healing Spring into these smaller jars, ensuring each was sealed tightly to preserve its energy.

  In the end, he had filled thirteen small jars. Wei Yun carried a few himself, while the rest were strapped to Mira, much to her annoyance.

  Mira grumbled but didn’t resist, knowing that the jars contained Sylvia’s precious Healing Spring. She resigned herself to the burden, though she still shot Wei Yun a disgruntled look.

  “Sylvia, remember to take breaks and don’t overwork yourself!” Wei Yun said before leaving, pausing to give his diligent little spirit a final word of encouragement.

  “I got it! You and Mira work hard too!” Sylvia chirped, her cheerful voice filling the room.

  Back at the training grounds, Wei Yun placed the small jars in a corner and refocused on training Mira.

  The best way to cultivate magical beasts was to combine training and combat experience, continuously sharpening their abilities.

  Just as Mira dove into her rigorous drills, a shadow fell across Wei Yun’s path. Looking up, he saw someone standing in front of him, a figure who had come unannounced.