Tian Chen tapped the table and rebuked him. "This is a research symposium, not one person's private pulpit. Teacher Qin, if you have ideas, feel free to speak your mind, but do not belittle others."
His words amounted to giving each side fifty strokes of the rod, offending neither.
The old scholar withdrew his gaze sheepishly and said no more.
Qin Yuan picked up the thread and explained, "I think, since it's a self-created soul skill, why not look for a way to break it down through training?"
"Staring at theories and filling in the gaps with imagination seems terribly inefficient to me."
"Granted, that elderly gentleman has a point. After all, accumulating theoretical knowledge takes years upon years. But let me ask you: if you develop a theory, don't you need a great deal of material to support it?"
"Theoretical support certainly doesn't spring out of thin air. It still has to be accumulated through practice."
Another elderly scholar said with a smile, "I think Teacher Qin has a point. Of course, we tried practical approaches before, but achieved no results. Since Teacher Qin is confident, why don't we organize our research materials and bundle them up for him to review?"
"If Teacher Qin achieves something, we can bask in a little of his reflected glory."
Although scholars might argue over certain views until their heads split and blood flowed, when everyone was helpless and one person proposed a different approach, they ought to offer their support.
Besides, this was an old, unsettled account. Not only could they be held accountable for failing to produce results, it would keep being put back on the agenda, delaying their research in other areas!
Of course, as scholars, they all had a burning desire to contribute to the Soul Master World. If