Chapter 224: The Promise That Piqued Chen Chuan’s Curiosity (1)

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching another milestone!!]

Chen Chuan’s voice was like a clap of thunder, exploding in the silent hall where a pin drop could be heard.

Then came a deathly silence, as if time itself had frozen at that moment.

Immediately after, with a bang, the entire reception hall erupted like a boiling pot of oil, and a clamor rose to the heavens.

"Arrogant! Utterly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth!" Ye Wuhen was the first to slam his hand on the table and stand up, his face livid. He pointed at Chen Chuan and angrily rebuked, "What we said was merely superficial? You, a Half-Saint Realm, First Level, dare to spout such nonsense here?"

Su Yingxue’s pretty face was frosty. Although her voice was still melodious, it carried a biting chill: "Fellow Daoist Chen, the Dao of Alchemy is vast and requires a heart of reverence. By belittling us like this, do you perhaps believe that a few empty words can elevate you above everyone else?"

Feng Lingxiao’s aura surged around him, his gaze sharp as a blade: "To insult us is to insult the Sect and Holy Land behind us! If you cannot produce genuine substance, you will not leave here easily today."

On the Myriad Medicine Sacred Land side, the reaction was even more intense.

A hot-tempered Holy Son took a step forward, the medicinal fragrance around him seemingly tinged with anger:

"You scoundrel! Even the Holy Lord praised Senior Sister Yao’s insights into the Dao of Alchemy. What are you to dare to falsely claim she hasn’t grasped its essence?"

"And you say Senior Sister needs to pay more attention? I think you’re courting death!"

Another Saintess also said coldly:

"A mere Taiyi Holy Land Disciple, and just a Half-Saint Realm, dares to speak so brazenly here, treating our Myriad Medicine Sacred Land as nothing?"

"Please, Holy Lord, expel this madman from the hall, lest he defile this grand Pill Discussion feast."

The crowd was furious, and the verbal attacks almost drowned Chen Chuan.

Everyone thought he was insane, daring to offend everyone present just to gain attention.

Mu Qing stood rooted to the spot, opening his mouth, feeling a dizzy spell.

He told his Disciple to show off, but he didn’t tell him to show off to the point of shattering the heavens!

Listening to the undisguised anger and disdain from all around, feeling those gazes as if they were tangible, Mu Qing’s old face burned, and he wished he could use Earth Escape to burrow into the ground on the spot.

He wailed in his heart: "Oh, my boy, you’re not bringing glory, you’re rubbing your Master’s old face into the dirt!"

However, Chen Chuan, at the center of the storm, still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

He even had the leisure to straighten his cuffs.

Only then did he raise his eyes and scan the indignant crowd, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness, yet also an infuriating sense of certainty:

"I spoke the truth. Is it wrong to speak the truth?"

"The truth?" Ye Wuhen was so angry he laughed instead: "Good! A very good ’truth’! Then tell us, what is the true essence of the Dao of Alchemy?"

"And how has Saintess Yao Xian’s words not grasped its essence? If you cannot explain yourself, then even if Elder Mu Qing is here today, he won’t be able to save you from losing all face."

Everyone agreed, their eyes fixed on Chen Chuan, waiting for him to make a fool of himself.

"Right! Speak! Let us hear your profound insights!"

"Empty words, who can’t speak them? Show us some true knowledge!"

Facing the accusations of a thousand people, Chen Chuan merely smiled faintly, a hint of disdain in his smile:

"Since you are all so eager to hear, then I, Chen, shall speak. All of you, listen carefully."

His tone was calm, yet it conveyed more arrogance than any boastful words.

But for some reason, seeing his confident posture, Mu Qing, who had been fuming, suddenly felt a sense of calm.

He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the unease in his heart, and his back instantly straightened. His chin slightly raised, and his face once again wore that profound and inscrutable expression of having everything under control.

As if the one who wanted to burrow into the ground just now wasn’t him.

He even cleared his throat, stood with his hands behind his back, fully adopting the air of a Master.

Chen Chuan no longer paid attention to the others, his gaze once again falling upon the peerless woman in the green dress, Yao Xian.

She had not shown anger throughout, but her clear, spring-like eyes held an increasingly intense look of inquiry as she quietly watched him.

Chen Chuan’s gaze met hers; not only did he not avoid it, but it carried a faint, almost imperceptible hint of challenge.

Chen Chuan spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone’s ears.

"Saintess Yao Xian’s discussion on drawing upon the power of nature to integrate into the pill embryo is correct in its thinking and direction."

"However, the Saintess only spoke of ’drawing upon’ but did not clarify how to draw upon it, and only mentioned ’integrating’ but did not explain how to integrate."

He paused slightly, and seeing everyone holding their breath, he continued:

"The power of heaven and earth is violent and chaotic. Directly introducing it into the pill embryo will not only fail to enhance its spiritual charm but will also disrupt the balance of medicinal properties. Lightly, the Medicinal Pill’s grade will decrease; severely, the Alchemy Furnace will explode directly. This is the first point."

"Secondly, the Saintess emphasized the spiritual nature of plants resonating with heaven and earth, but overlooked the Alchemist himself."

"The essence, Qi, and spirit of a person are also part of nature, and moreover, they are the most core bridge and crucible."

"Using one’s own Divine Soul as a guide to harmonize the power of heaven and earth, and using one’s own Dao rhyme as fire to temper the spiritual nature of plants, allowing them to perfectly fuse, is the only way to truly imbue a Medicinal Pill with a spirit that transcends the mundane, rather than a simple spiritual charm."

"This is how one truly grasps its essence."

Chen Chuan’s words, like a great bell, began to strike at the hearts of the crowd.

He not only pointed out the shortcomings of Yao Xian’s theory but also proposed a grander and more feasible path.

Then, Chen Chuan no longer confined himself to Yao Xian’s views but began to expound his own understanding of the Dao of Alchemy.

He spoke from the corresponding relationship between the Laws of Heaven and Earth and microscopic medicinal properties, to the subtle application of Soul Power at different stages.

From how to listen to the needs of plant spirits, to how to use the Alchemy Furnace to communicate with Earth Fire and Heavenly Wind, and draw upon the power of the stars as assistance... his discourse had long transcended the scope of specific techniques, directly pointing to the Origin Laws of Alchemy. His words seemed to outline a vast star chart of the Dao of Alchemy.

Many Alchemists who had been enraged, as they listened, gradually had their anger replaced by confusion, then turned to contemplation, and finally transformed into deep shock and fascination.