"Dad, where did you send my uncle? My uncle's spiritual beast, the turtle senior, swims a little slowly."
Ye Guilan helped Ye He sit down. Seeing his father's head covered in sweat, he quickly took out paper and wiped it.
"I sent him home."
Ye He breathed out slowly, "Help the front door of the family."
Ye Guilan looked at her own father, but without answering, she crossed the entire water and went directly to the door of Fu's house? Her father was so strong!
No wonder he was so weak just now, Zhu Nian couldn't even achieve such a teleportation distance!
"Dad, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Ye Guilan approached again, "Don't tell me what's wrong with you!"
Ye He felt his daughter's concern, his eyes were full of warmth, he said softly, "I said it's okay, the aura concentration of the symbiosis group is so high, it can be considered that it helped me a lot, otherwise I wouldn't be able to send it so far.
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Ye He raised his head and took a deep breath, "It's impossible to cover such a long distance in a short time."
"I'm here with dad, I won't go back."
Ye Guilan's words made Ye He's heart warmer. He patted the chair next to him and motioned for his precious daughter to sit down.
"I know what you want to do. The strength of the symbiotic tribe will indeed help us fight against the Black Soul Palace, but it is not easy to win their favor."
Ye Guilan nodded, "Is the formula dad gave them feasible?"
"It's feasible, but they have to take the initiative to come to you."
Ye He adjusted his sitting posture, with obvious tiredness in his eyes, "But don't hold on to the idea that they will definitely come back to you. After all, you are a pharmacist and should be able to do it."
Thinking about the formula he saw, the corner of Ye Guilan's mouth twitched. How low did his father think of the formula he had written?
"Dad, is that a phantom-level formula?"
"Well, it's not difficult."
Ye He slowly closed his eyes. He hurried over to see his daughter as soon as he entered the realm of the illusory god, and used all his abilities to build a teleportation array. He was really tired.
Ye Guilan was just about to ask about resurrecting her mother, but when she turned around, she found that her father was asleep.
He just sat in the chair, closing his eyes and breathing quietly, without any defense in front of her.
Ye Guilan felt a sour feeling in her heart. Even a father who was as powerful as a phantom god could only dare to relax in front of his daughter, sleeping and resting unsuspectingly.
He helped his old father to lie down on the bed. During this period, Ye He did not wake up.
He was lying on the bed, breathing long and evenly. The bones of his body under the clothes were much stronger than before. Although he was thinner, he was more powerful.
Ye Guilan smiled helplessly as she looked at her own father's dark eyes. He had reached the level of a fantasy god. She was afraid that she could not even imagine the efforts his father had made.
Ye Guilan sat directly at the door, using phantom-level obstacle avoidance to carefully cover Ye He inside.
Her father naturally wanted her to guard it personally.
But Ye Guilan didn't expect that Ye He rested for a long time. If it weren't for his lack of response and no change in his breathing, she would have thought something was wrong.
More than ten days have passed, and Ye He has not woken up, and no member of the symbiosis tribe has come to disturb him.
On the 13th day, a figure slowly rose up from the vines below. It was the clan leader.
He still has the same old look, and still has very sharp eyes.
"The patriarch is here to see my father?"
Ye Guilan stood outside the door, blocking the door.
The patriarch looked at her gesture and vaguely understood something, "It's inconvenient, sir. I'll come back in a few days."
Ye Guilan hummed, said goodbye politely, and sat back at the door again.
The clan leader originally wanted to leave, but the vines were rising up from below, but when he stepped on it, he retracted his feet, turned around slowly, and walked back towards Ye Guilan with a cane.
"Little girl, why don't you ask about Ru Yao?"
Ye Guilan raised his eyes and said, "My uncle has already left. My aunt is your clan, so I have nothing to worry about."
The old man frowned slightly, why was this child different from what he thought?
"I thought you would be very worried about her. It would be the best outcome for that man to leave. They have no future at all."
Ye Guilan sat there and said "Oh" with a look of disinterest on my face.
The patriarch was silent for a while. He was chatting to death again. Why is it so difficult to chat with this child?
"You are a pharmacist, did you personally teach me?"
Ye Guilan hummed, and the clan leader was awkwardly silent again. How could we continue the conversation? The child didn't show any intention of answering the conversation. He thought that Ru Yao would be an entry point. Who would have thought that this little girl was no longer there?
Concerned.
The patriarch frowned slightly, that formula was not something that just any pharmacist could make.
For more than ten days, all the pharmacists in the clan who saw this formula shook their heads, saying that it couldn't be made, that it couldn't be made. Phantom-level formulas are not uncommon, but phantom-level pharmacists... In the symbiosis clan,
Not at all.
What the Lord originally promised was just a formula, and if he asked an illusory god to make medicine for them, they would of course have to pay a bigger reward.
But that adult... he agreed to write the formula in the first place only because he needed their spiritual energy concentration to impact the phantom gods. Now that they are phantom gods, naturally the need here is not that urgent.
The elder couldn't help but beg. The patriarch thought that Ye Guilan was in trouble. After all, her age was just a child in the eyes of the patriarch, but he didn't expect that this child was very different from what he thought.
But the formula is available, and the patent medicine... is urgent and cannot be delayed any longer.
The patriarch walked to Ye Guilan on crutches and said, "My child, you have the ability to make medicine. I won't let you miss it."
"Whatever you want to say, just be direct."
Ye Guilan raised his head, "Do you want me to help you prepare medicine?"
The clan leader's eyes flashed, and the chat was finally going smoothly. But before he could talk, Ye Guilan smiled, "But why should I help you prepare medicine? My father has already given you the reward."
The patriarch was stuck, "..."
"My dad said that even a phantom-level pharmacist can make this formula."
Ye Guilan yawned, "This is not a difficult recipe. Aren't you good at it yourself?"
The patriarch's eyelids twitched hard several times, he just came because he couldn't do it, okay?
"There are only a few pharmacists in our tribe. Although they are at the phantom level, they can't make medicine at all."
The clan leader was very helpless when he said this, "It is not so easy to become a pharmacist, especially starting from the phantom level. There are too many people who cannot make medicine with just their strength level."
Ye Guilan said oh and stopped talking, her pretty face written all over and it had nothing to do with me.
The elder looked at her for a long time while leaning on his cane. He was sure that there was no way to chat anymore, so he could only sigh and turned around and left.
He stepped onto the vines and slowly descended from a high place. Several elders of the clan were waiting below. Seeing the clan leader's appearance, they probably knew that this was not going to happen.
"Would you like... let Ru Yao give it a try?"
The patriarch frowned, "That child of yours has just been forcibly cut off from us, and he won't speak for us now."
Several elders couldn't help but look bitter, "Is this kid so difficult to coax?"
The patriarch walked forward with a cane in his hand, shaking his head helplessly.
"If any of you want to coax you, just go up there, but I can't do it. I can't coax you."
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The extra update is over. Although I will start adding another chapter tomorrow, I will try my best to keep the word count as high as possible and write more plots.