Protect Our Patriarch

However, Ancestor Longyan had lived for more than a hundred years and experienced ups and downs.

In just a few breaths, she had adjusted her emotions, and her gaze became calm: "Shoujie, I admit that you are very excellent, and you were able to take advantage of the insect disaster to make a big profit. But this little money is far from enough to cure my injury."

Hearing this, Wang Shoujie was not disappointed, but rather pleasantly surprised: "From the tone of the Ancestor, does it mean that your injury can still be cured?"

"Difficult, as difficult as ascending to the heavens," Ancestor Longyan said calmly. "Even if the Wang Clan spends all its wealth, it would still not be enough. Therefore, Shoujie, you should not think too much about it, and keep that money to accelerate your breakthrough to the peak of the Qi Refining Realm."

The difficulty was naturally great, otherwise the Wang Clan would not have sat idly by and ignored the Ancestor's injury, as the cost would be beyond the clan's ability to bear, even if they sold all their land and property.

Wang Shoujie's face was solemn as he retreated and advanced: "Then, Ancestor, could you please elaborate on the difficulty, so that Shoujie can completely give up this idea."

"Well, if I don't explain it to you clearly, you might not give up." Ancestor Longyan's gaze softened a lot, and she could see that Shoujie truly cared about her as the Ancestor. She said slowly, "The Spirit Realm who colluded with the Zhao Clan and Liu Clan back then was no ordinary person. That person possessed pure yin and evil power, and was likely connected to the Yinsha Sect in the Far West. I guess he had committed some wrongdoing and was hiding from pursuit, so he disguised himself as a wandering cultivator and infiltrated the Liu Clan and Zhao Clan."

"Yinsha Sect?" Wang Shoujie, with his knowledge, had never heard of this name before.

"It's an evil sect, and its overall strength is not inferior to the Purple Palace Academy," Ancestor Longyan's starry eyes became slightly more serious. "Others only know the wolf-like ambitions of the Zhao Clan and Liu Clan, but when I fought against them, I found that this person was likely the mastermind behind the scenes. Therefore, in the fierce battle, I disregarded the danger and, relying on my higher cultivation and two spiritual treasures, killed him on the spot. But I didn't expect that the disciple of the Yinsha Sect was so formidable, and the counterattack before his death cost me a huge price."

Even though this life-and-death battle had occurred fifty years ago, Ancestor Longyan's recollection of it was still vivid.

Wang Shoujie was also secretly shocked. This fantasy world was much larger and more complex than he had imagined. He had every reason to believe that Ancestor Longyan had only revealed a corner of this world.

"At that time, the Turtle Shell Shield's shield print was already broken, and I was hit by his full-force yin evil palm strike," Ancestor Longyan's gaze became slightly colder. "This palm was extremely yin and evil, not only causing me severe internal injuries, but the yin evil power also invaded my viscera and lungs. No matter how I tried to expel it, it clung to me like a parasite and made my injury extremely difficult to recover."

Wang Shoujie was deeply impressed. Previously, he had a bit of an underestimation of this fantasy world, but in reality, it was so dangerous, and the battles were not like the fantasy novels he had read before, where the protagonists seemed to have endless secret techniques and lives to squander, and "fought to the death" over a few words of pride, with life-and-death battles becoming a "daily routine", and even more exaggerated, becoming a part of daily life.

It was truly ridiculous.

Any battle could have the possibility of unexpected incidents occurring. In that life-and-death battle fifty years ago, for the mysterious Yinsha Sect, the unexpected was the price of a life.

And for Ancestor Longyan, it was half a lifetime of pain and torment.

At the same time, it also left the two Elders of the Liu Clan and Zhao Clan with a huge psychological shadow on Ancestor Longyan, and to this day, they do not dare to oppress the Ping'an Wang Clan too much, for fear that the Ancestor would take one of them with her in a fit of rage, regardless of life or death!

Every decision related to battle must be made with caution, and consideration must be given to whether unexpected incidents may occur, and whether one can bear the consequences of such incidents!

Ancestor Longyan had no choice but to fight back then. If she didn't, the Wang Clan would have been gone.

"Ancestor," Wang Shoujie took a deep breath, "Please tell me how to treat the injury." After hearing about the previous battle, Wang Shoujie was even more determined to help Ancestor Longyan, no matter how great the cost might be.

"I have two major problems with my injuries," Ancestor Longyan said. "First, the yin evil poison that has been eroding my body for fifty years has become increasingly difficult to deal with, and I can no longer suppress it. Second, my internal organs have suffered severe damage, and due to the entanglement of the yin evil poison, they have never fully healed, and the damage has only worsened over time."

After a pause, she continued, "To resolve such a serious yin evil poison, I need to rely on a Grade 3 elixir [Fire Yang Pill], which can suppress and remove the yin evil poison."

"If it's a Grade 3 elixir, even if it's not a particularly rare one, it should still be quite expensive, right?" Wang Shoujie frowned, feeling that it couldn't be that simple.

Typically, a Grade 1 elixir costs around 10-20 gold, a Grade 2 elixir costs 50-100 gold, and a Grade 3 elixir can range from 300 to over 1,000 gold.

"The [Fire Yang Pill] is a common Grade 3 elixir, and many elixir masters can produce it, so it's not too difficult to obtain. It should cost around 300 gold per pill," Ancestor Longyan said, a hint of resignation in her eyes. "However, I need to take one pill per month to gradually suppress and grind down the yin evil poison. Moreover, this medication must be taken long-term, and it would be a stroke of luck if the yin evil poison could be completely eradicated within ten years."

One pill per month? That would be 3,600 gold per year!

Even Wang Shoujie couldn't help but take a sharp breath. In fact, before he crossed over, the total net profit of all the industries in his family clan did not even reach this amount!

Moreover, this net profit could barely cover the clan's expenses, and there was no surplus left.

In fact, any clan's net income is not small, but their expenses are also enormous. Even a relatively prosperous clan like the Shanyang Gongsun Clan, in a normal year, after deducting the clan's massive expenses, would have difficulty accumulating more than 1,000 gold in surplus.

"Furthermore, to combat the yin evil force, I must maintain a good physical condition, with abundant Spirit Rice spirit food supplied monthly, and I also need to take the [Peiyuan Pill] long-term to strengthen myself," Ancestor Longyan said. "This will cost at least 600 gold per year."

"Additionally, starting from the second year, I will need the Grade 3 healing elixir [Zaohua Pill] to treat the damaged internal organs. The [Zaohua Pill] is much harder to obtain than the [Fire Yang Pill], and the price is also high, around 1,000 gold per pill. That would be 12,000 gold per year." Ancestor Longyan said calmly, "If I'm lucky, my injuries will be mostly healed in about ten to eleven years. If my estimate is off, it may take an additional two to three years."

After saying all this, Ancestor Longyan's gaze seemed to have a sense of relief. She understood her clan members' feelings for her, and the previous Xiao Zi Generation had certainly wanted to help her with the treatment.

But it was simply impossible to treat, and if they forced it, it would undoubtedly drag the Wang Clan down, yet still not cure her. Not only the Wang Clan, but even the Shanyang Gongsun Clan or the Shanyin's Liu Clan would likely be unable to afford such treatment.

Perhaps the Changning's Xu Clan could barely manage it, but the entire treatment process would still severely weaken the clan.

Initially, she had seen the despair, helplessness, and pain in her clan members' eyes, and if it weren't for Shoujie's insistence, she really didn't want him to go through this.

"So, the old ancestor's injuries do not require a massive one-time investment of resources, but can be treated gradually over time," Wang Shoujie said, his eyes shining as he quickly calculated. "In the first year, the total investment would be around 4,100 gold, and from the second year onward, there will be an additional 12,000 gold in expenses. The total treatment cost over the entire process will be around 150,000 gold. Good, good, good!"

"Good, good, good!?" Ancestor Longyan's expression was somewhat puzzled. The situation was so dire that it could bring people to despair and helplessness, yet Shoujie was still exclaiming "good"?

"Old ancestor, please don't misunderstand," Wang Shoujie said, calming himself. "The reason I said 'good' is that the actual situation is a bit simpler than my initial estimate."

However, he also felt a sense of melancholy. No matter which world, illness is always difficult to deal with. On Earth, many families with relatively good financial situations have been devastated by the illness of a family member.

He never imagined that the same would be true in the fantasy world!

"Simpler?" Ancestor Longyan's slender frame trembled slightly. Shouldn't she be feeling despair?

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