"Call Master now? At least you can call me a teacher and ask for the teacher's opinions?" Xiao Yan said with a tough bullet when he saw the head of the Medicine Tribe's tribe's face.

"Bad! It is a great honor for him to accept Yao Chen as his disciple as my husband. Besides, I asked him to become a disciple with the order of the patriarch. Could it be that he could still refuse? Call me quickly, I can take you to do a good job, but this medicine is not easy to get." The patriarch of the medicine clan urged.

Although the words of the Yao clan leader were rude, Xiao Yan had to admit that it made a lot of sense. Moreover, once Yao Lao broke through to the Doudi Emperor and came to the Doudi Continent, if he could become the personal disciple of the Yao clan leader, his future would be limitless, which was also something Xiao Yan was happy to see.

Xiao Yan no longer refused and bowed respectfully and bowed respectfully: "Xiao Yan pays homage to Master, please forgive me for your disrespect."

"Okay, haha!" As a disciple of the sixth-grade alchemist who also possesses the peak soul power of the Emperor Realm, the elder of the Medicine Clan is pleased.

"By the way, I have to say something, I hope you have a mental preparation." Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the leader of the Medicine Tribe finally fulfilled a lot of heart that was afraid that Xiao Yan would regret it, and a look of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The reason why I concealed this matter was because I was worried that Xiao Yan would not become a disciple. Now that I have the relationship with Yao Chen, there will be no big changes. As long as Xiao Yan did not misunderstand that he had deceived him, the leader of the Yao clan thought so.

"Master, just say something." Xiao Yan was a little puzzled, and felt a little uneasy in his heart, and always felt some bad signs.

"In the eyes of outsiders, the soul-renewing pill is a magic pill from the Doudi Continent, and it can do everything. In fact, it is not the case. This pill only has a certain probability of resurrection." The face of the leader of the Medicine Clan became solemn. Looking at Xiao Yan, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

"What?" Sure enough, Xiao Yan was angry when he heard this, and his eyes became colder when he stared at the leader of the Medicine Clan, "Why didn't the leader of the Medicine Clan say it before?"

"The Yao Clan Chief must be loving and hiding something, but no matter what, the willingness to give to the Heaven-renewing Soul Pill is enough to prove the sincerity of the Yao Clan Chief." Zhen Ni understood the concerns of the Yao Clan Chief, frowned slightly and quickly spoke out to persuade him.

"This woman is indeed talented and meticulous, and she guessed what I think." She glanced at Zhen Ni from the corner of her eyes. A hint of praise couldn't help but look at Xiao Yan and slowly said, "I confessed that I didn't say that I was worried that you were too impulsive, but I would like to ask you, this thing that goes against heaven and fate is against the will of the sky. If there is a 100% chance of elixir, what is the will of heaven? Why should the Doudi worry about the disaster of fate?"

Two consecutive questions were asked, like the sound of thunder, which made Xiao Yan speechless.

"This." Xiao Yan was stunned, and loosened his nails tightly into his palm. After calming down a little, he had to admit that the words of the Yao clan leader were the supreme truth. Moreover, the Yao clan leader felt the pity for him and Xiao Yan's anger disappeared a lot.

"It's Xiao Yan who has too much hope. I'll ask the master to tell you how likely this soul-renewing pill is. Since it's a pill from the famous Doudi Continent, it must not be too low, right?" Xiao Yan's heart was a little heavy, and he asked the leader of the Medicine Clan with a hint of expectation.

"This medicine is called "God of Heaven", and its effect is naturally amazing. If the Doudi Di who died within a year has not been damaged, the chance of resurrection is 70%; if it is all 50% after ten years," the leader of the Medicine Clan said in a voice, and he couldn't help but reveal a hint of pride in his voice. This resurrection medicine is almost unheard of on the Doudi Continent, let alone more than 50% chances.

"Where is the remnant soul of those years?" Xiao Yan, whose heart was pounding, asked nervously.

"I haven't tried this yet." The leader of the Medicine Tribe scratched his forehead and said to Xiao Yan a little unbearable, "I guess he is 20% sure."
Chapter completed!