During the three days Xiao Yan spent explaining his insights into the Pill Dao, the entire Imperial Capital was abuzz.
High-ranking Alchemists who were rarely seen gathered together, while Xiao Yan sat at the head of the hall and explained the alchemy experience he had gained over the years in clear, accessible terms.
Although his understanding of alchemy fell far short of Yao Lao's, his insights were deeper and more distinctive than those of an ordinary Seventh-Rank Alchemist.
Inside the great hall, brilliant words flowed from Xiao Yan's lips. Among the many Alchemists listening before him, someone would occasionally fall into deep thought at a single remark.
Besides that, Xiao Yan began his explanations with the lowest-ranked pills, emphasizing the fundamentals and striving for perfection.
Three days passed in a flash. Every Alchemist who attended gained something, and as soon as Xiao Yan finished sharing his alchemy experience, Fa Ma hurriedly excused himself and immediately entered seclusion.
Everyone was astonished.
They all knew that when Fa Ma emerged, he might very well be a sixth-rank Alchemist.
Before leaving, the other Alchemists sought out Chemir one after another and offered their tuition fees, hoping he would pass them on to Xiao Yan.
Although Xiao Yan had never mentioned payment, they could not be so inconsiderate.
Thus, that afternoon, Chemir brought the tuition fees offered by those Alchemists to the palace where Xiao Yan was temporarily staying.
Xiao Yan sighed softly. "Ah, why did they have to do this?"
"Do they really think I'm such a shallow person?"
"Still, these are tokens of their goodwill. Very well, I'll reluctantly accept them."
With that, Xiao Yan unhesitatingly accepted the tuition fees Chemir respectfully handed over.
Although those who had listened to his insights into the Pill Dao were only third- and fourth-rank Alchemists,