"Old man, do you think the Nirvana Holy Blood Pill can replace the Bone-Growing Blood-Melting Pill?" Xiao Jin took a jade box from his Storage Ring, rubbed the ancient patterns on its surface, and asked softly.
The Pill Tower Ancestor nodded. "This old man saw this medicinal pill in the Storage Ring as well. An Eighth-Grade Medicinal Pill capable of summoning Nine-Colored Pill Lightning is already infinitely close in quality to a Ninth-Grade Treasure Pill."
"I'm just afraid it won't be enough, and that after you're revived, you won't be able to recover your former strength." This was the thickest golden thigh he had to cling to. Before he possessed sufficient strength of his own, the Pill Tower Ancestor was Xiao Jin's confidence and capital for charging around the Central Plains.
In truth, he did not need to worry so much. One had to know that in the original work, most of what Xiao Yan provided were only seventh-tier and eighth-tier materials. The only thing that had truly reached the ninth tier was that Dou Saint arm.
Even so, it had still allowed Yao Chen to successfully break through to the Half-Saint level, making him even stronger than he had been in life.
But Xiao Jin still did not dare relax, because before his death, the Pill Tower Ancestor had already been a supreme expert at the Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint level.
If one wanted to revive an expert of that level and still used seventh-tier and eighth-tier materials, that would be no different from a joke.
Forget restoring his former strength. Being able to ensure he did not regress too much would already be the limit.
"Little fellow, don't worry too much about things that haven't happened yet." How could the Pill Tower Ancestor not know what Xiao Jin