Zhang Jingxiu had long noticed the change in Deacon Yun’s self-proclaimed name. Although he was confused by Deacon Yun’s unreasonable words and was puzzled, he still responded symbolically and added: “Don’t worry ~ Master, you don’t have to worry. The role of disciples in the team is not the main battle, but the medical treatment of the team members, which is safe~”

"Well~ Then I'll feel relieved."

Obviously, it was as if he had something to do. Deacon Yun seemed so absent-minded, and even his tone of speaking was weak. When he heard the words "Squad", his eyes suddenly lit up and he had a plan.

"Disciple, do you need a master to find a team for you?"

Zhang Jingxiu was obviously stunned. Before he could react, Deacon Yun continued to say: "Although he is only a deacon in the Foreign Affairs Office of Baihua Valley, he is a third-rank alchemist, but he still has some connections in this Wudang Sect. It should be no problem to find a training team with excellent strength for you."

After saying that, Deacon Yun looked at Zhang Jingxiu with a smile, looking confident.

"Master, no need."

However, beyond Deacon Yun's expectations, with almost no expectations, Zhang Jingxiu refused, which made Deacon Yun's expression stunned, and added: "Master, it's true that the disciple has joined a small team and will set off soon."

......

Another quiet part of Baihua Valley was heard with a few nearly explosive sounds. During the echo of this series of sounds, there was an old rage. If it weren't for the suppressed control in the sound, it was almost scolding something.

"Ruolan, what's going on with you?"

"In two months, countless herbs have been wasted, but a medicine soup has not been successfully refined. Do you still want to become a pharmacist and pass the pharmacist assessment?"

"It's either the time is wrong, the temperature is not good, or the time is not good, or it's just absent-minded. If this continues, leave early and go back to the family, there will be no so many resources for you to waste like this!"

Amid the angry shouts, in a thatched hut, Zhou Ruolansu stood with her hands, buried her head low, her face full of shame, and she didn't dare to look at the gaze of the old man opposite.

At this moment, between the two, there was a half-man-high furnace, scattering with steaming black smoke, scattering everywhere. The medicine boys on both sides were covered in dust and didn't even dare to breathe, and they lowered their heads.

"grandfather--"

With a crying voice, Zhou Ruolan shouted softly twice, her face full of grievance. When she looked up at the old man with uneasy, she couldn't help but try twice. Seeing the other party's stern gaze, she was at a loss for a moment and swallowed all the words she said.

"Why--"

Seeing Zhou Ruolan's careful appearance, the old man felt soft. Although he was very angry, he still couldn't bear to continue to blame. Instead, he said earnestly: "Ruolan~ It's not that Grandpa said you, even if you are grandfather's granddaughter, if you cannot show your due value and potential, even if grandpa is the elder of the family, he cannot control the family's decision."

"Before the age of twenty, if you cannot become a junior alchemist, the family will stop investing in any cultivation resources. If you cannot become a pharmacist this year, the family will gradually weaken your cultivation."

The old man suddenly paused and looked at Zhou Ruolan with a complicated expression. Then, a firm and decisive meaning flashed in his eyes.

"And, grandpa won't hide it from you. In the past two years, due to your slow progress and your cultivation improvement is very limited. To a certain extent, the family has long reduced its investment in you."

"grandfather--"

After being shocked, Zhou Ruolan looked at the old man blankly with confusion on her face.

Looking at the surprised granddaughter, who looked confused, the old man knew what Zhou Ruolan wanted to ask, and then nodded.

"Ruolan, you probably have guessed that the reason why the resources for cultivation have not decreased at all, and sometimes it will increase is all due to the subsidy of grandpa to you."

It was as if he had learned something and felt relieved. The old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Zhou Ruolan deeply. The expression on his face became more and more complicated. Then a ray of hesitation appeared on his face, but he still asked: "Ruolan, tell grandpa, what's wrong with you? What happened? Why did he always look absent-minded during this period? His cultivation has almost no progress."

However, Zhou Ruolan did not answer, looking unspeakable.

"Elder, that's it-"

"Caiwei, stop talking, don't talk nonsense!"

At this time, the girl on the side of the medicine boy was about to say something, but when he had time to say a few words, Zhou Ruolan stopped him. However, Zhou Ruolan wanted to say something, and as the old man looked at him, the words behind him were swallowed back.

"Caiwei, you said ~"

The old man turned around, looked at the female medicine boy, and said lightly: "Caiwei, what's going on?"

"Yes, elder—"

The female medicine boy paused for a moment, turned to look at Zhou Ruolan, took a deep breath, and said firmly, as if he was raising his courage, "Miss, you can't do this anymore. If you can't teach that kid a profound lesson, if you can't let that breath, you will always be troubled by the inner demons, unable to take that step and become a real pharmacist."

The old man did not interrupt, but waited patiently. While calming down, he knew in his heart that Caiwei would not disappoint him.

"Elder, this is the thing. It starts with the day when the sect is being evaluated and recruited new disciples. The lady is responsible for recruiting new disciples in Baihua Valley. During the assessment, there was a man named Zhang Chongsheng who contradicted and offended the lady many times..."

However, beyond the expectations of Zhou Ruolan and the two medicine boys, the old man was not as angry as he imagined, and was still so calm. Relatively speaking, there was a hint of suddenness, his brows slightly frowned, and he relaxed in an instant.

Gradually, Caiwei was letting her say that, to be precise, she should be complaining about Zhang Jingxiu’s fault. At this time, the old man looked at Zhou Ruolan again, and his seemingly easy-going but loving eyes quietly changed, as if there were no intermittent, and in the complexity, it also had the meaning of regret that iron would not be strong.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room changed and became a little strange. Caiwei's voice became weaker and weaker, lacking a sense of confidence, without the initial anger and anger, and the resentment towards Zhang Jingxiu was replaced by caution and trepidation.

Caiwei finally finished speaking, but only received the old man's continuous sighs.
Chapter completed!