Hill had never used this kind of thing before, simply because he would not use the essence of his ancestor's branches and leaves on others.
When it came to matters concerning himself, he had always used it without hesitation... and that, for Uniflorola, was actually something that made her very happy.
Crystal Flowers were born powerful. No one had ever been able to force her to do anything or endure anything.
Just as she had chosen to remain in that deep trench back then, not because she could only stay there, but because Uniflorola simply did not think anyone other than the Earth Goddess was worth her attention.
Hill actually suspected that the reason no one from the Elven Pantheon had been able to venture deep into the edge of the world, nearly losing their lives time and again, had a great deal to do with the Crystal Flower ancestor.
After all, although the Earth Bears were also very powerful, they could not silently trap people to death like this.
Hill merely remained silent about all of it... Since Uniflorola hoped to present herself before him as a gentle and approachable elder, thoughtful and considerate, with only a slight bit of curiosity, why should he expose everything?
As long as the affection he received was sincere, that was enough!
But Hill would no longer distribute potions containing the essence of Uniflorola's branches and leaves for others to use in large quantities without informing her first.
Even though a single drop of pure liquid could produce a thousand bottles of potion, and the pure liquid in his possession could nearly fill a three-tiered large fountain pool.
However, now that Hill had reestablished contact with the Elemental Realm, he could speak with Uniflorola whenever he wished.
If he used small Water Law