Chapter 202: Small Summoning Artifact

He Yan sneered, greedy and never satisfied.

It wasn't that he couldn't casually throw some cultivation resources to the Xue Prince's manor, but that was when he had no children. Now that he, He Yan, had a biological child, any pills and high-grade spiritual fruits were left for Rong Yang.

Prince Rong was saving a small treasury for Rong Yang. He felt that giving the entire Yan Guogong's manor to Rong Yang wasn't enough. Prince Xue actually had the nerve to come and ask for top-grade pills and high-grade spiritual fruits. It was really fattening the appetite of this family.

The Yan Guogong came to the living room, sat down, and drank tea. "This kind of family is never satisfied. Stay away from them in the future. Don't let them have thoughts they shouldn't have. You only have this one child, Rong Yang, in your life."

He Yan nodded, gave the peeled melon seeds to the little milk bun, and said, "Everything of mine is Rong Yang's. It's useless for anyone to covet it."

Rong Yang happily dangled his little legs and ate melon seeds.

"Came to ask for pills and high-grade spiritual fruits?" The Yan Guogong's wife asked.

He He Shizi He gave a "hmm," his expression cold. "I arranged a marriage that benefited both families. This is intending to rely on me. They come to me to solve everything."

The Yan Guogong's wife was speechless. "We walk close, but our family doesn't have to cover everything for them."

He He Shizi He said, "Probably raised ambition."

Don't think he didn't see it. Someone was coveting the Yan Guogong's manor's title, fortune, luck, and cultivation resources. Were these things that the Xue family could touch? Rong Yang's things, no one could touch.

He He Shizi He held the little milk bun and activated the teleportation array to go to the sect to pick two high-grade spiritual melons.

An immortal invited the Heir He to taste tea, but the Heir He refused, his gaze never leaving the child. In the cultivation world, there was soul-snatching. His, He Yan's, child's fortune value and luck value were naturally top-notch. In the sect, one had to be on guard against others.

Not to mention Rong Yang, even Rong Juan's little son, Rong Chi, was a hot commodity.

In the hot weather, Rong Yang took a bite of the red-fleshed spiritual melon. It was very sweet. The little milk bun looked up. "Father, I want to give it to little brother to eat."

He He Shizi He said, "Go ahead."

The little milk bun held a high-grade spiritual melon and returned to the Rong Prince's manor. Prince Rong saw his youngest son sweating and felt distressed. Seeing Rong Yang holding a spiritual melon back, he used a small spoon to dig it out and feed it to the little milk bun.

The little milk bun ate it and laughed "ga-ga" because it was sweet.

Prince Rong dug another spoonful and fed it to Rong Yang.

Rong Yang: "Ah-woo!"

The little milk bun Rong Chi was startled, then laughed "ga-ga" even louder.

Qin Bi was speechless and followed suit with a laugh. Fine, it was actually quite good that Prince Rong didn't go to court; at least she didn't have to take care of the children. Look at the two little guys, one more sticky to Rong Juan than the other. Look how happy they were.

Eunuch Fu came from the palace to invite them: "Prince Rong, the Emperor summons you to the palace."

Prince Rong looked at the intense sun. "My youngest son is afraid of the sun."

This meant he was bringing the child to the palace. Qin Bi looked elsewhere.

Eunuch Fu laughed. "The little Prince doesn't have to enter the palace; he can be brought by the Princess."

Prince Rong was unhappy, and Qin Bi didn't pick up the conversation. She knew Prince Rong didn't need her to take care of the children at all. She wouldn't grab it, nor would she fight for it. It was great for the whole family to cool off under the tree and eat and drink in the midsummer.

If she were Prince Rong, she wouldn't enter the palace either.

Entering the palace meant approving memorials. Who didn't know that? She didn't know how many memorials were piled up.

Eunuch Fu couldn't invite him and left a portion of spiritual vegetables before leaving.

Rong Yang took a vegetable. "Such a small one."

Qin Bi immediately said, "We'll plant it ourselves."

Rong Yang immediately went to find seeds. There was empty space in the courtyard, and Qin Lang had watered it several times. The soil was wet. It was so hot under the intense sun, but digging up the wet soil was so cool.

Qin Bi dug up a handful of soil and slowly condensed a teacup in her hand.

"Summoning artifact??!!!" Rong Yang's little mouth opened wide.

Prince Rong held his youngest son and leaned over to watch, giving a suggestion: "You can draw rain and streams on it. If you can successfully draw it, this will be a summoning artifact for rain."

Qin Bi stepped to the table, and Rong Yang nimbly opened the storage bag, taking out a piece of spiritual plant energy wood: "Mother, I have spiritual plant energy wood."

Qin Bi pondered that it might have been given by the Yan Guogong's manor. The little guy was very active in arranging things. Qin Bi took the spiritual plant energy wood. She couldn't do anything else, but she could poke little dots, and she could also draw a cloud.

As long as it looked like a cloud cluster raining, the summoning artifact energy was completed.

The child was confused: "Can it summon rain?"

Qin Bi gave the summoning artifact to the little milk bun: "Here, you summon and try."

Rong Yang held the teacup and stood still to summon. A cluster of dark clouds appeared in the sky, not big, but full of rain. The little milk bun panicked immediately: "There's rain, there's rain, it carries a lot of water."

Worried about wasting the rainfall, the child hurriedly withdrew the summoning.

The first summoning artifact was easy to condense, and drawing the artifact energy was also simple. Qin Bi beckoned Rong Yang to dig soil under the big tree, condensing artifacts while playing. After condensing one, she used the spiritual plant energy wood to draw patterns.

Prince Rong held his youngest son and drank tea while watching. The little milk bun was eager to see it and stretched out his little hands to reach. Qin Bi grabbed a handful of soil for him, and the little guy was so happy.

Then, Qin Bi condensed a tiny summoning artifact.

Rong Yang: "..."

Qin Bi: "..."

Prince Rong's pupils shrank, and the smile on his mouth spread: "My son's summoning artifact."

Prince Rong asked Qin Bi again: "It's for Rong Chi, right?"

Qin Bi smiled and waved her hand: "Let him play with it."

Rong Yang climbed up and stood beside Prince Rong. Prince Rong gave the little teacup to the little milk bun. The little milk bun immediately held the little teacup and cherished it. Rong Yang touched it; it was even smaller than his.

A little teacup, two little milk buns played happily.

The children played until they were hot. Qin Bi cut a piece of spiritual melon that had been slightly iced, cut it into small pieces, and stepped over to coax away the little milk bun's little teacup, as well as Rong Yang's little teacup.

She cleaned the little teacups and put the spiritual melon into the teacups.

One portion of spiritual melon per child. Qin Bi said, "Eat."

The little one clapped his hands happily. Rong Yang and Prince Rong looked at each other. Summoning artifacts weren't used like this, but Qin Bi had always treated summoning artifacts as teacups, and they had no choice.

Prince Rong held the little one and fed him spiritual melon. Rong Yang was tiny, leaning against Prince Rong and eating the sweet melon in the little teacup.

Prince Rong forked a piece from the little milk bun's little teacup and fed it to Qin Bi. Qin Bi ate it and continued to dig soil to condense summoning artifacts. Prince Rong squinted his eyes. It was very difficult for a condensation master to condense an artifact.

It was very difficult to condense an artifact, and it was even more difficult to draw patterns.

In Qin Bi's place, it was really as simple as playing with soil.

Next, Qin Bi kept condensing artifacts. Rong Yang guarded a pile of new artifacts, not to mention how novel he felt. Touching this one was rare, touching that one was also rare, and they were all summoning artifacts for rain.

In midsummer, summoning artifacts for rain were scarce.

In the evening, Qin Yan came over and asked Qin Bi: "Are you summoning tomorrow?" ===== CHAPTER 203 =====