After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

Although it's still a long way from true fire control, this is undoubtedly a step forward! He went from unconsciously spewing sparks to consciously activating them.

Bai Yeying hugged her son tightly with delight and gave him a big kiss on the cheek: "Yi'er is so great!"

Looking at that bright smile, Nezha's tense lips involuntarily softened. He walked over and reached out to rub his son's fluffy little head: "Not bad."

Bai Changyi seemed to understand the praise, and laughed even more happily, waving his little hands as he reached out to grab Nezha's hair again.

This time, Nezha didn't dodge. He just glared at him angrily and let the chubby little hand grab a strand of his black hair and tug it gently.

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Since Bai Changyi demonstrated his first conscious ability to control fire, Nezha's enthusiasm for teaching has soared to unprecedented heights.

Every morning, before dawn, he would carry the still sleepy little guy to the training ground.

"Open your eyes when you wake up." Nezha gently patted his son's cheek.

Bai Changyi shifted his body, burying his face in Nezha's neck, and mumbled indistinctly, "Daddy... sleepy..."

"You have to practice even if you're sleepy." Nezha's tone was firm, but his movements were gentle as he straightened his son. "Didn't you want to learn how to turn flames into birds yesterday? Today, your father will teach you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Changyi immediately perked up, his crimson-gold eyes widening: "A bird! I want a bird!"

When Bai Yeying brought over breakfast, this was the scene she saw.

In the soft morning light, a boy in red held a doll wearing a red bib, a flame dancing on his fingertips, patiently guiding the doll to extend its little hand.

"Come, feel it." Nezha held his son's small hand, letting the flames hover above his palm. "It's not a spray, it's a guiding force."

Bai Changyi stared intently at the cluster of flames, his small face tense, as if he were straining. A moment later, a wisp of green smoke appeared above his palm.

The little guy was stunned, his red-gold eyes filled with confusion.

Nezha chuckled: "What's the rush? Let's try again."

Bai Yeying watched from the side, a smile playing on her lips. She placed the breakfast on the stone table beside her and said softly, "Shall we have breakfast first?"

Nezha didn't even turn his head: "Practice a little longer."

Bai Changyi seemed to be putting himself into the challenge, clenching his small hands tightly and staring intently at the flame. This time, a small spark appeared above his palm, which, though fleeting, was an improvement over yesterday.

"Not bad." Nezha was finally satisfied, picked up his son and walked to the stone table. "Let's eat first."

Bai Yeying served them porridge and couldn't help but laugh, "You're even more attentive than I am as their mother."

Nezha placed her son on her lap, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and blew on it to cool it down: "We can't let him do nothing but breathe fire and cause trouble all day long."

Bai Changyi obediently opened his mouth to drink the porridge, but his eyes were still fixed on Nezha's fingers.

As the days went by, Bai Changyi's fire control ability improved at an astonishing rate. He was now able to stably generate flames the size of a fist and barely control their shape, although most of the time they were unidentified objects.

On this day, Laozi himself came to Yunlou Palace.

"I heard that Xiao Yi'er is making rapid progress, so this old Taoist came to see him." Lao Jun chuckled and stroked his long beard.

Bai Changyi is now a year old. He can not only walk and run, but also speak much more fluently. When he saw Lao Jun, his eyes lit up, and he ran over with his short legs, looking up and calling out, "Grandpa!"

Lao Jun was overjoyed to be called "Grandpa," and bent down to pick up the little guy: "My dear, what skills has Yi'er learned recently?"

Bai Changyi immediately stretched out his small hand, and a cluster of flames ignited in his palm. Under his control, the flames slowly transformed, and although they were still rough, they could already be seen as the rudiments of a bird.

Lao Jun examined it carefully, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Such pure fire elemental essence, and the ability to initially control its form... truly a gifted individual." He turned to Nezha and Bai Yeying, "You have taught them well."

Nezha was unusually humble: "It was Laozi's method of regulating breathing that laid a solid foundation for me."

Lao Jun nodded and took out a crimson-gold jade pendant from his sleeve: "This is a fire essence jade. Wearing it year-round can nurture his fire nature and help him stabilize his origin. When he gets older, I will teach him a few more techniques for controlling fire and refining weapons."

Bai Changyi took the jade pendant and played with it curiously. The jade pendant was warm to the touch, with faint flame patterns flowing within it, resonating with his own fiery nature and emitting a soft glow.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" The little guy happily hugged Lao Jun's neck.

After seeing Laozi off, Bai Yeying looked thoughtfully at the fire essence jade hanging around her son's neck: "Does Laozi mean that Yi'er should pursue the path of weapon crafting in the future?"