When he had first taken an interest in Xiao Yan, he had merely thought the boy possessed exceptional talent. But afterward, Xiao Yan had brought him one surprise after another.
First, he had directly summoned his dear old buddy, whom he had lost contact with for years. Then, with that buddy's help, he had gained a chance at resurrection.
That alone would have been enough, but Xiao Yan's talent had also far exceeded his expectations.
A seventeen-year-old Eighth-Tier Alchemist-even the Medicine Emperor probably hadn't possessed such talent back then.
"Once my disciple grows into a Dou Sheng, I'll make sure he beds every Saint Daughter of the Ancient Seven Clans to make up for my regrets back then."
A smug smile appeared on the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face.
"Shameless! Debauched!" Seeing the lewd smile on the Yin-Yang Evil Saint's face, Xiao Shaobei couldn't help rebuking him.
Hearing that, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint turned to glance at his old buddy and rolled his eyes. "Xiao Shaobei, we were known as the Flower-Picking Duo of the Central Plains back then. Why are you playing the big, respectable wolf in front of me?"
"Keep up that act, and I'll write a book about all your romantic escapades with the Hun Clan's Saint Daughter back then and spread it everywhere."
Only then did a smile of realization appear on Xiao Shaobei's face. "Sorry. I've been pretending to be a proper gentleman for so long that it's become a habit."
When a mask had been worn for too long, sometimes it could no longer be taken off.
Hearing his reply, the Yin-Yang Evil Saint finally gave a satisfied smile.
"You rascal. It seems all those years as clan chief really have given you a respectable air."
The clan chief chuckled.
"Heh heh heh."
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