Peerless Spirit Master - Chapter 13

Of course, no one dared to come looking for trouble, not even to ask for medical expenses. The three fangirls could only swallow their losses, nursing their aching faces at home in silence.

They did want to stir up trouble, but Ye He was so wealthy and generous that he was completely unfazed by spending money. Whatever amount they wanted, he would simply give it to them.

This only made them look even worse. Besides, they were the ones who started the fight, so they were clearly in the wrong.

As for Ye Guilan, she forgot about this little episode after a nap and once again threw herself wholeheartedly into studying alchemy. For her, time was precious.

“Alright, don’t rush things.”

Ye He felt distressed watching her. His daughter was working too hard; he even suspected she’d lost a handful of hair, as it felt much thinner when he touched it.

Although Xiao Ju made delicious food every day, Ye Guilan didn’t seem to eat much. Was she getting thinner again?

“Stop studying for now. Today, I’m taking you out to relax,” Ye He stood in front of Ye Guilan, but she didn’t even look up. “I don’t want to go. I don’t need to relax.”

“Alchemy isn’t something you can improve at in a short time. It takes time and experience to hone your skills. A powerful Alchemist doesn’t emerge without decades of effort.”

“But that doesn’t stop me from learning the basics.”

Ye He directly snatched the booklet from her hands. “This time, listen to your father. If you keep pushing yourself like this, your body won’t be able to take it.”

“But I…!”

“No buts. Come with me to Lan City. I want to introduce you to a friend.”

“Father’s friend?”

Ye Guilan belatedly realized-why Lan City again? She was a bit reluctant to go there.

Ye He nodded, his large hand gently patting Ye Guilan’s head. “Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking? You’re working so hard at alchemy because you’re worried that if you join a small sect, no one will teach you anymore, right?”

Ye Guilan looked at him in surprise. How did he know exactly what she was thinking?

Ye He smiled even more dotingly. “You really want to join a small sect-I can see that. This friend is someone I found especially for you. Although he can’t help you advance in alchemy, he can fill in some of your foundational knowledge.”

At this, Ye He frowned.

“Although I think that even if you don’t know these basics, it’s not a big deal.”

“Father, isn’t this booklet of yours the basics?”

Ye Guilan pointed at the booklet. Ye He curled his lips. “This is my basics-the kind that others can’t learn.”

Ye Guilan almost couldn’t help but laugh at that. Who boasts about their excellence so openly?

She nodded. Ye He casually asked, “Are you about to break through to Apprentice Seventh Level?”

Ye Guilan nodded. With the powerful aid of the Lesser Primordial Pill, her strength at the apprentice stage was growing at an unrivaled pace. She had only stayed at Apprentice Sixth Level for half a month, and now she was about to break through again.

Ye Guilan was secretly delighted. At this rate, before next March’s small sect selection, she should be able to steadily reach Spirit Gathering Level.

With that kind of strength, Liu Ruyu would have a hard time keeping up.

Father and daughter set out for Lan City that very day. After arriving, Ye He took Ye Guilan out to eat and stroll around. Ye Guilan carefully noticed that the places Ye He brought her to seemed far away from the Liu Family. No matter how coincidental, they wouldn’t run into Liu Ruyu. This detail warmed Ye Guilan’s heart-Lan City without Liu Ruyu was simply wonderful.

As night fell, Ye He and Ye Guilan sat in a private room at a restaurant, with the night view of Lan City visible through the window. Although Lan City was only a gathering place for Fifth-Rank Families among many towns, it was still brightly lit.

Ye Guilan leaned by the window, gazing at the scenery outside as a comfortable breeze drifted in. Ye He sat on the other side, his eyes filled with boundless affection as he looked at his daughter.

An old man and a young girl, a father and a daughter-both so strikingly beautiful, as if they had stepped out of a painting.

The person who pushed the door open paused at the sight, quietly watching for a moment before closing the door.

“Ahem.”

Ye Guilan turned around instantly, memorizing the newcomer’s most obvious feature-those two stylish mustaches.

“You’re here,” Ye He turned around and said, “Have a seat.”

The newcomer strode in and sat down without ceremony, his eyes briefly scrutinizing Ye Guilan as he picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip. “So this is your daughter?”

Ye Guilan didn’t know who he was, but she immediately sat up politely and responded with a smile.

Ye He frowned slightly, seemingly displeased with his tone. “This is my daughter, Ye Guilan. Guilan, this is Song Jiu.”

Ye Guilan clearly saw the two mustaches curl up instantly. The middle-aged man named Song Jiu looked up, his gaze still somewhat appraising.

“I’m the president of the Alchemist Guild Lan City Branch. Hello, little girl.”

Alchemist Guild? Lan City Branch President?
Ye Guilan glanced at Ye He, who sat there with an unchanging expression, as if this was just a trivial title not worth mentioning.

“Hello, Uncle Song.”

Her own father could act this way, but she certainly couldn’t. Ye Guilan appeared humble and obedient, and Song Jiu’s favor toward her instantly soared.

The little mustache happily brushed it off, “Little Guilan is not bad at all. Good thing you haven’t been influenced by your father, always putting on a sour face.”

Ye Guilan smiled. The Alchemist Guild… it must be the base camp for Alchemists. Her father seemed to operate outside the organization, yet he knew such a core figure?

Ye He heard Song Jiu’s words and snorted coldly, “Enough with the nonsense. My daughter is joining a minor sect. Are you going to teach her or not?”

“Is she participating in the selection next year? That’s great.”

Song Jiu acted as if he hadn’t heard Ye He at all, smiling at Ye Guilan. Ye Guilan tugged at the corner of her mouth-did her father really never get beaten up for talking like this?

Song Jiu’s two little mustaches curled slightly as he looked at Ye Guilan’s still youthful face. Suddenly, he spoke, “Make a pill for me to see, right here.”

Ye He raised his eyebrows sharply, “Song Jiu, are you doubting my daughter?”

“Seeing is believing, no matter who it is. You want me to teach her, so naturally I need to know her skills.” Song Jiu smiled at Ye Guilan. “Let me see how much of your ability she’s learned.”

Ye He was immediately displeased. His personally taught daughter was being questioned by someone else, and by this old fellow, no less!

Ye Guilan, however, smiled and spoke, “Alright! Would a Spirit-Building Pill be acceptable?”

“Of course. The ingredients are right here.”

As soon as Song Jiu finished speaking, he produced the herbs needed for the Spirit-Building Pill. Ye He heard his daughter speak and didn’t say anything more, just sat there with a disgruntled face, sullenly sipping his tea.

Song Jiu sat down leisurely, but his eyes were fixed intently on Ye Guilan’s movements.

Ye Guilan looked over the herbs in front of her. This Uncle Song was truly cautious.

Luckily, she’d been diligently studying and practicing at Ye He’s side these days. Her skills now shouldn’t be embarrassing.

Ye Guilan took a gentle breath, closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, her hands were already moving.

Song Jiu had started out with a teasing attitude, but after watching Ye Guilan’s movements and proficiency, he couldn’t help but sit up straight, his eyes unable to leave her.

Ye Guilan’s current pill-making posture already bore a striking resemblance to Ye He-father and daughter shared the same habits and preferences in alchemy, and Song Jiu could see it at a glance.

Ye He watched his daughter act so mature while making pills and couldn’t help but hum proudly.

In less than half an hour, a round and plump pill appeared in Ye Guilan’s hand, the spiritual energy of the herbs perfectly contained within, not a trace leaking out.

Song Jiu was genuinely surprised at this sight. He reached out and took the pill, examining it closely for a long while. His face was filled with just one word: satisfied.

“You’ve seen it, that’s enough. Don’t even think about taking it with you.”

Ye He wore an expression that said he knew exactly what Song Jiu was up to. Song Jiu had just tried to pocket the pill, and his old face was a bit embarrassed.

“What do you mean I can’t take it? Why can’t I take a pill made by my own student?”

“What do you mean your student! I only asked you to guide my daughter, not to take her as your disciple!”

“Why are you still so stingy? Hogging such a promising seedling all to yourself-isn’t that selfish?”

Song Jiu smiled at Ye Guilan, his eyes full of affection, while Ye He’s handsome face turned completely cold. “She’s my own daughter. Do I have to share her with you?”

“Come on, once she joins a minor sect, she’s naturally my student. Isn’t that right, Guilan?”

Ye Guilan didn’t dare say anything. She could tell Ye He and Song Jiu had a good relationship, but when it came to her, Ye He seemed unwilling to compromise. He truly loved his daughter to the bone.

Ye He sat there and snorted coldly, “Fine, I’ll let you have your moment for now.”

Song Jiu glanced at him with a cheerful smile, not at all angered by the words. “Don’t worry, I’ll give your daughter special attention. If I don’t personally teach such a promising seedling, it’d be a real loss.”

“Now that’s more like it.”

Ye He picked up his teacup, and Song Jiu, in perfect sync, raised his own. The two cups clinked lightly in the air, producing a crisp sound.

Ye Guilan couldn’t help but stare in amazement. Just moments ago, they were at odds, but in these few seconds, the tacit understanding and harmony they displayed couldn’t exist without long-term contact.

Ye Guilan relaxed against the bedside, listening to their casual conversation as the cool breeze blew in, the fragrance of tea filling the air.

She still didn’t know if the road ahead was well paved, but every step she took had to be steady.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Ye Guilan’s line of sight. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

No way, could she really be running into Liu Ruyu here?

Unbelievable!