Not only Galadriel, but even the usually calm Vieruodis could not suppress the excitement in her heart. "I didn't expect the hope displayed by spirit prophecy to appear so quickly. The Elven Goddess did not abandon us!"
Slyph, who could not suppress her joy, flew into the air and sized up the bit of green under the withered tree trunk as if admiring the beautiful scenery.
Overjoyed, everyone immediately thought of the magical golden egg. Although they did not know the origin of the golden egg or what creature it was, it had directly resolved the problem that had troubled them for hundreds of years.
To put it bluntly, its current status was already comparable to or even superior to the three remaining holy relics of the elves. The few of them also understood that after today, the elves would definitely have a fourth holy relic!
However, although she was happy, Galadriel still had some questions to clarify. Therefore, she came to Undine and asked gently, "Can you tell me the details of the entire matter? How did you discover that the golden egg has such a strange ability?"
The other two elders also landed at this moment. Their gazes were all on the red liquid in Undine's hand. With their strength, they could clearly feel the terrifying energy contained in it. They could even feel the pressure of a god.
There was naturally no need to explain much about the Philosopher's Blood. The entire elves knew that Undine was obsessed with alchemy research, and the history books of the elves had once recorded how terrifying the Philosopher's Blood was.
It was said that the Philosopher's Blood contained the power of the gods. The person who used it could obtain the power of the gods from it. The first to refine the Philosopher's Blood was a human alchemist, but he underestimated the power of the Philosopher's Blood and tried to take control of the gods. When he used the Philosopher's Blood, the land within a five-hundred-kilometer radius of him instantly disappeared.
Some said that he had already obtained the power of the gods. Others said that this was his punishment for trying to pry into the gods. But no matter which one it was, the power contained in the Philosopher's Blood was unquestionable.
Undine did not hide anything and said directly, "I've been working on the final refinement of the Philosopher's Blood for the past few days. After succeeding, I originally planned to try it myself, but the power contained in it is making my heart palpitate."
"Coincidentally, I noticed that the golden egg reacted when I took out the Philosopher's Blood, so I gave it a try. I didn't expect the golden egg to not only perfectly absorb the power of the Philosopher's Blood, but the strange aura it released also helped me heal my body and increase my strength. Then I thought that if the golden egg could increase its strength to heal its wounds by absorbing the aura released by the Philosopher's Blood, it might also be useful to the Ancient Elven Tree. Then I secretly brought it over. Fortunately, the result was good."
"Only alchemists like you can be so bold."
Slyph complained. If anything went wrong in any of this, Undine would be guilty forever.
However, Undine did not care much. She knew that alchemy research was risky to begin with. If she could not take the risk, she would not refine the Philosopher's Blood.
"In other words, after the golden egg absorbs the Philosopher's Blood, the aura it feeds back will have a strong healing function, right?"
Vieruodis gave a simple summary. Then she looked at Galadriel. "Your Majesty, although Undine was a little rash this time, judging from the outcome, she has brought hope to the elves. Next, we can let her make up for her mistakes and extract more Philosopher's Blood to help the Ancient Elven Tree recover."
Hearing Vieruodis's words, Undine was speechless. "Great Elder, the Philosopher's Blood is not so easy to refine. Even if I collect the materials without stopping, it will take at least a few years!"
"Don't worry about that. I'll send someone to help you find the materials. You don't have to worry about time. You just have to study it seriously from now on. When the time comes, I'll try my best to contact the Elven Goddess with the Great Elder and understand the future of the elves through the Spirit World, but…"
Galadriel looked at the golden egg that was flickering at this moment. "Undine, you might need to contribute the Philosopher's Blood in your hand. Our top priority is to quickly recover the vitality of the ancient tree. I wonder if you're willing?"
There was naturally no need to ask this question. Undine's initial idea had been to heal the ancient tree. Now that it was effective, even if the Philosopher's Blood was rare, she would have no selfish motives.
"It's my supreme honor to be able to contribute to the elves!"
Undine handed the rest of the Philosopher's Blood to Galadriel. After Galadriel took the bottle, she made arrangements for the three elders. "For the next few days, we need to guard the Ancient Elven Tree in case anything happens."
The three of them lowered their heads at the same time. Then liquid magic flowed out of Galadriel's body and instantly enveloped the entire Ancient Elven Tree. While the Ancient Elven Tree recovered, she had to constantly observe the changes in the ancient tree.
Another drop of Philosopher's Blood slowly attached to the eggshell of the golden egg. Galadriel deliberately reduced the use of the Philosopher's Blood by half. It was not because she was saving it, but because she knew the ancient tree's current state very well. It was like a terminally ill person suddenly having a life-saving medicine. For safety reasons, the use of this medicine had to be carefully controlled.
At the edge of the Golden Forest, Morwenna was patrolling with the other elves. The two of them chatted about what they had seen and heard when they passed by the ancient trees.
"What do you think Her Majesty and the three elders are doing?"
"Needless to say, they must be healing the ancient tree. When I left today, I felt that the magic power in the forest had become much livelier and richer. The Ancient Elven Tree might really be able to revive!"
Walking at the side, Morwenna looked expectant. As she passed by a bush, she did not notice that a withered plant was gradually reviving in the grass!
For the next few days, Galadriel and the others waited for the Ancient Elven Tree. Every time she finished using the Philosopher's Blood, Galadriel would stop and observe for an hour to make sure that nothing bad had happened to the Ancient Elven Tree. Only then would she drip a new drop of Philosopher's Blood.
However, the fact that it had been a few days also proved that the golden egg was absolutely safe. Moreover, the strength of the four people closest to the golden egg increased greatly under the effect of the aura. All of their faces were filled with uncontrollable joy.
The most obvious was Slyph. Her strength had even forcefully increased by half a stage under the influence of the aura. At this rate, she would break through in another week.
Unfortunately, the Philosopher's Blood was limited.
Even so, the few of them were very satisfied. Moreover, they were not mainly happy about the change in their strength.
At this moment, the old elf tree had completely lost its initial twilight feeling. It was like the grass after a wildfire had swept past. At the arrival of spring, spring buds were germinating under the ashes!
The part of the Ancient Elven Tree that had grown tender leaves had already grown into a small branch that was filled with vitality. Its exuberant life force was exactly the same as the Ancient Elven Tree when it was not injured!
Looking at the emerald green in the air, Galadriel and the others were a little excited. Their efforts had finally paid off!