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By the time Jin was carrying three large and one small sack of powder, the joy on his face was beyond words.
"What is this stuff for?" Chen Xuan asked, puzzled.
However, it didn't take long for Chen Xuan to realize Jin's impressive abilities, leaving him in awe for a long time. The powder from the large sacks, when added to the water trough of the Eight Cattle, immediately turned the freshwater a strange yellow.
The docile Eight Cattle rushed over in a frenzy, eagerly drinking from the trough. Gulping sounds filled the air as the freshwater was quickly drained.
Days later, the Eight Cattle had their coats shining with an unusual smoothness, reflecting sunlight even during the day. Their bodies had become robust, noticeably larger than before, full of vitality. The transformation was stark compared to just a few days earlier when they first arrived at the Farm.
Even Chen Xuan, no matter how naive, could see that since drinking the specially mixed water from Jin, the quality of these Eight Cattle had undergone a tremendous change. He thought that at this rate, perhaps in less than half a year—maybe just a month—these Eight Cattle could become the finest in the world!
If previously a single cow could only sell for over ten thousand, now each of these Eight Cattle could easily fetch forty to fifty thousand! And this was all thanks to Jin's casually mixed powder.
Yet Jin showed no interest in the dramatically transformed cattle; all his focus was on Qing Xuan. The powder from the small sack was pink, and every meal was mixed with water from Holy Spirit Lake before being given to Qing Xuan.
As a result, Qing Xuan's calf-like body visibly grew stronger; its fur turned a deep green color, and a pair of horns began to emerge from its forehead. Its large eyes sparkled with intelligence. In another six months, this little creature would undergo a complete transformation!
Watching Qing Xuan frolicking around the Farm, Jin couldn't help but feel amazed.
"Impressive!" Chen Xuan gave Jin a thumbs up.
Jin smiled proudly but humbly replied, "Just a small trick; I hope it amuses you, my lord. Unfortunately, I can't use my magic right now; otherwise, it wouldn't be so troublesome—one spell would do the trick!"
Chen Xuan thought to himself, this technique is quite impressive. If I were to post the before-and-after photos of the Eight Cattle online, it would surely shock a few livestock experts!
Suddenly, Chen Xuan remembered something and curiously asked, "You said you can't use magic, but what about when you were squatting on the ground communicating with the Wild Boar? What was that all about?"
"Oh, that," Jin replied nonchalantly, curling his lip with a smile. "That was the Perception Technique, a skill for communicating with all things in nature. Even a small demon in the Demon Realm knows how to use it; it doesn't fall under the category of magic."
"Really?" Chen Xuan felt a stir in his heart. He recalled all the amazing things Jin had done recently and suddenly felt a strong desire to learn.
Unable to contain himself, he looked at Jin and asked, "Can I learn it?"
"Of course," Jin nodded confidently. "If you want to learn, I'll teach you."
"Great! Then teach me!" Chen Xuan exclaimed excitedly as he turned and dashed into the wooden house to grab an oil pen and a notebook, ready to take notes.
"Hahaha!" Jin laughed heartily, shaking his head. "My lord, this Perception Technique is quite simple; there's no need for all that fuss."
Chen Xuan smiled awkwardly and asked, "Then how do I learn it?"
"Simple," Jin chuckled. He stepped forward and suddenly tapped a spot on the back of Chen Xuan's head with his right hand.
Chen Xuan felt as if a thunderclap had echoed through his mind; everything began to feel a little different.
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