His own disciple only had an 80% chance of successfully refining a grade one pill and a 30% chance of successfully refining a grade two pill. This was also the result of his disciple's unparalleled talent and his careful teaching.
But this Han Jing Jing who came out of nowhere, under the guidance and help of Lin Yi, a half-baked Alchemist, had a 90% chance of successfully making a second grade pill in just a few months? What kind of concept was this?
Of course, this was the result of Lin Yi holding back. After all, it was too shocking to say that han Jingjing could make a Grade 2 pill with 100% success rate and mass produce it.
"Haha ..." Lin Yi only laughed.
"Can you make her acknowledge me as her master?" Boss Bai was a little moved.
"This ... I'm afraid ..." Lin Yi hesitated. He didn't know how to explain it. It wasn't that he didn't want han Jingjing to take him as her master, but it wasn't very useful for a scientific Alchemist like han Jingjing.
