Not long after he arrived at the Myriad Medicine Mountain Range, two figures shot out from a hidden corner.
They were two stern-looking old men, their faces hostile as they stared coldly at Xiao Yan.
"Who goes there? This is forbidden ground belonging to the Yao Clan. What business brings you here?"
Xiao Yan looked at the two old men, his expression tightening slightly as his gaze settled on them.
Both wore green robes, the standard attire of the Yao Clan, but one bore the insignia of a Seventh-Rank Alchemist.
Both their auras had reached the Dou Zun realm. They were probably elders responsible for guarding the Yao Clan.
The Yao Clan was different from the Xiao Clan. In the Xiao Clan, Dou Zun experts were not qualified to become elders. An elder needed a cultivation level of at least Half-Saint.
Even a Half-Saint had to render great service before having any hope of becoming an elder. Most ordinary elders possessed a Dou Sheng cultivation level.
Even so, the Yao Clan's foundations could not be underestimated. Wasn't one of these elders a Seventh-Rank Alchemist? The Yao Clan might lack other things, but it certainly had no shortage of alchemists.
The Yao Clan accounted for nearly half the high-level alchemists on the entire Dou Qi Continent. These old fellows simply seldom ventured outside.
The Yao Clan's influence was unquestionably immense. Among the Ancient Seven Clans, its rate of marriage alliances was second only to the Xiao Clan's.
The Xiao Clan was so powerful that the other clans had to curry favor with it. Meanwhile, many members of the Yao Clan possessed the Medicine Emperor's bloodline, granting them an innate talent for alchemy.
Thus, the ancient clans warmly welcomed marriage alliances with the Yao Clan. After all, every clan hoped to have