Yao Chen: "..."
Yao Chen neither agreed nor disagreed with Xiao Lin's explanation.
Still, he mostly believed Xiao Lin when he said he bore him no ill will.
After all, if the man had meant him harm, why would he waste so many words on him?
What Xiao Lin actually wanted, though, remained a mystery.
Besides, Yao Chen had only just awakened. Never mind Xiao Lin's intentions—he did not even know where he was!
"Then, Your Excellency Xiao Lin, since you awakened my soul, I assume you have something in mind. Do you want me to refine medicine for you?"
As an Alchemist, that was the only guess Yao Chen could make.
If Xiao Lin had no interest in his soul, he must be after his greatest skill, right?
And what was that skill?
As the continent's foremost Alchemist, it was, naturally, refining medicine!
"No. I don't need anything refined. But as Venerable Yao said, there is indeed something I'd like to ask of you."
Xiao Lin shook his head before speaking.
"Not medicine refinement?"
Yao Chen was puzzled.
If the man wanted neither his soul nor his help refining medicine, what was he after?
For a moment, Yao Chen was at a loss.
"That's right. It isn't medicine refinement. In fact, what I'd like to ask is simple. I have a grandson whose talent for both cultivation and medicine refinement is outstanding.
"If possible, I'd like Venerable Yao to take him as a disciple and teach him in my stead."
Xiao Lin had thought this through long ago, so he saw no reason to hide it.
"Take... take a disciple?"
A look of astonishment crossed the face of Yao Chen's Remnant Soul.
Then he shook his head.
"Your Excellency Xiao Lin, even if I weren't a Remnant Soul right