Compared with Helena's account, Vignea's explanation was more academic in nature.
Of course, that also had to do with his audience.
After all, Helena had only explained God's Alchemy to Xu Nan, while Vignea needed to expound upon the Deception Society's ideals and the latest research developments to Stephenson's many eminent alchemists.
He spoke very slowly, likely organizing his words as he tried to report his understanding and research findings.
Even so, Xu Nan found it extremely difficult to follow.
There were simply too many technical terms.
After inheriting the Ron Bloodline, he could skillfully use a vast number of Common Language words, but many of Vignea's technical terms involved ancient alchemy and blended vocabulary from High Elf Language, Dragon Language, and even Ancient God Language.
Forget Xu Nan—even the genuine academic prodigies were flipping through dictionaries while struggling to keep pace with Vignea.
Xu Nan watched for a while and found that the alchemists had initially been very angry.
But now, as Vignea spoke, most of them had fallen silent and listened quietly.
It had to be said that Stephenson's alchemists were of high caliber.
Even when they heard something confusing, no one took the initiative to interrupt Vignea.
Most wore deeply skeptical expressions, though some looked thoughtful.
In Twilight Hall, apart from Vignea's rising and falling voice, all other sounds had vanished.
It was an atmosphere one could only yearn for.
Though they held different views and ideals, they were absolutely serious and rigorous when it came to scholarship.
No wonder Stephenson's alchemical world had led global trends for over a thousand years.
Though Xu Nan envied them inwardly, outwardly he could only pretend to keep up, occasionally nodding along.
"Maybe I should find someone to translate."
An idea struck him. He quietly cast a Soundproofing Spell, then