Meanwhile, at the Xiao Clan.
Xiao Yan had returned to his room at the Xiao Clan. On his way back, he had happened to run into Xiao Ning, another member of his generation in the clan, who had subjected him to a barrage of sneering mockery.
As someone who had transmigrated, Xiao Yan might not have been a champion of verbal warfare, but he had certainly picked up a thing or two. Naturally, he had given Xiao Ning a tongue-lashing fierce enough to leave him drenched in abuse.
Only after that refreshing exchange did Xiao Yan return to his room, where the smile on his face slowly faded.
"Teacher? Teacher?"
His expression grew somewhat solemn as he softly called out to Yao Lao.
"I'm here!"
Yao Lao's voice slowly sounded.
"Your disciple caused you a great deal of trouble today!"
Only after hearing Yao Lao's voice did a trace of guilt appear in Xiao Yan's eyes.
Although he had not actually been in control of his body during the events at the Mittel Auction House, he had witnessed everything with perfect clarity.
Yao Lao had actually taken out the formulas for an Eighth-Tier Pill and a Ninth-grade Pill and handed them to Queen Medusa.
Even Xiao Yan understood just how rare eighth- and ninth-tier pill formulas were.
That was why he blamed himself so deeply.
"Xiao Yan, as my disciple, you must possess a will that never retreats. Even in the face of death, you must dare to fight." Yao Lao's aged voice rang out, deep and resonant, before he continued, "I have placed great hopes in you because I want you to grow into a truly powerful man!"
"Though eighth- and ninth-tier pill formulas are precious, paying that price was worth it."
"Queen Medusa's future achievements will certainly be