"Take me as your disciple?"
After turning back to study Tushan Rongrong for a few moments, Fu Hua fell silent... She already seemed to have quite a few disciples, and she did not want to take on another.
Besides, the current situation was not suitable. In this world, she was not even an independent existence. Moreover, Tushan Rongrong most likely wanted to become her disciple because of the art of resurrection.
But that was something she could not teach.
"Sorry! Right now, I'm nothing more than a lingering spirit. I can't be your teacher." After considering the situation, Fu Hua rejected Tushan Rongrong's request to become her disciple.
"I see..."
Tushan Rongrong was somewhat disappointed by Fu Hua's refusal, but she did not press the matter. It was understandable that Fu Hua would not accept her... After all, today was practically their first meeting.
Taking in a disciple was no trivial matter. She could not possibly agree so casually.
"Though I can't become your teacher, perhaps... this might be useful to you. It's yours!" Fu Hua took out several bottles of healing potion and sent them floating over to Tushan Rongrong with telekinesis.
"This is... the healing medicine my sister took before!"
Tushan Rongrong accepted the potions. They were the same as the medicine Sentience Fu Hua had given Honghong before, with extremely potent effects. Of course Rongrong was interested in such things, but she had assumed they were rare and had not asked Senti for any.
"You should understand their effects. They may be of some help to you."
If Tushan Rongrong could analyze the ingredients in these potions, find substitutes, and achieve mass production, it would be a great help to Tushan.
"Thank you!"
She accepted the potions. Though she had failed to become Fu Hua's disciple, receiving