At the early stages, high cultivation talent might provide an advantage, accelerating progress.
But in the later stages, comprehension became far more critical.
Cultivation, soul, and body could be improved through pills, techniques, and treasures, but comprehension?
That was nearly unchangeable, unless gifted with an extraordinary spiritual root like the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
From the Dou Sheng stage onward, comprehension truly surpassed all other talents, becoming the core of the cultivation path.
Especially past Tian Zhizun and into Mastery, comprehension determined one's ability to understand heaven and earth's rules and push further.
Liu Panlong's poor comprehension was evident.
The same alchemy principle explained once to Xiao Yan would be immediately understood, allowing him to extrapolate further.
Liu Panlong, even with repeated instruction, remained confused.
That was the gap.
Hence, Xiao Yan concluded that Liu Panlong's limit was likely Sixth-Grade Alchemist.
Even with Yao Lao's guidance and Xiao Yan's instruction, reaching Seventh-Grade would be extremely difficult.
Effort brings reward....fortunate enough for most.
Xiao Yan, after countless years and witnessing innumerable beings struggle against their limits, realized just how lucky he was.
"Teacher, you don't need to be so angry. This fellow's comprehension is simply like this.
You can't change it....don't harm your own soul in frustration."
Xiao Yan comforted Yao Lao, then nodded at Liu Panlong, who looked at him with gratitude.
"Master, all the pills for this month are complete. I've placed them all in the storage ring."
Liu Panlong obediently handed a storage ring to Xiao Yan, face full of appreciation.
Though Yao Lao's guidance accelerated his alchemy, the verbal scoldings were never pleasant.
"Good."
Holding the storage ring, Xiao Yan nodded slightly.
"Continue your work."
Waving his hand, he left Liu Panlong's courtyard.
Moments later, Yao Lao's exasperated voice echoed again, "Ah, how are you so foolish!"
Turning leisurely on the street, the storage ring in hand, Xiao Yan let the setting sun cast long shadows across the golden-hued pavement.
Perhaps due to continuous training and the use of medicinal elixirs to unlock his body's potential, Xiao Yan had grown taller than in his previous life, developing about a year ahead.
At this age, many youths grew rapidly within months, often imperceptibly to others.
In just two to three months, Xiao Yan had already shot up half a head in height.
And not just physically.....his cultivation had soared.
In two months, he had legitimately become a Seven-Star Dou Zhe, with Eight-Star well within reach.
"Last month, Ya Fei sold the surplus pills to the Imperial City and other large cities… I wonder how effective that will be."
Humming a tune, Xiao Yan arrived near Ya Fei's office, greeted by the respectfully cautious faces of Mitel Auction guards.
He noticed two guards' expressions were off.
Before he could ask, faint quarrels drifted from the office.
Though the door's soundproofing was excellent, Xiao Yan's fearsome soul perception caught every nuance clearly.
"Lei Le, this Wu Tan City auction house is the result of my year's hard work! You think just because you have a few elders supporting you, you can take it? Lei Le, your elders back you.....don't you think I have mine too?"
Ya Fei's voice brimmed with anger, yet Xiao Yan detected an underlying uncertainty. She seemed unconfident.
"Hahaha! Ya Fei, what's the use of talking? If you're dissatisfied, let your elders come speak for you."
The lecherous laughter of Lei Le echoed across the office.
Xiao Yan did not linger and pushed the office door open.
The guards did not stop him.....obviously familiar with and respectful of the Xiao family's young master.
In Wu Tan City, everyone knew of the Xiao family's young master.
The past months' upheavals were all stirred by this very figure.
The moment Xiao Yan entered, three pairs of eyes fixed on him.
He calmly observed them.
Ya Fei, usually sultry and mature, now showed rare irritation and disgust.
Only upon seeing Xiao Yan did her eyes brighten with delight, masking a hint of worry.
Opposite her sat a pale young man in white. His appearance was reminiscent of Liu Xi, already exuding a lecherous aura.
Xiao Yan struggled to recall his identity. In his previous life, Lei Le had been utterly defeated by Hai Bo Dong along with his grandfather.
Now, like Liu Xi, he had delivered himself onto a platter.
Beside Lei Le stood a burly man, acting as a guard.
Though less lustful in appearance, his gaze toward Ya Fei betrayed undeniable heat.
Such looks were nothing new to Ya Fei, and Xiao Yan was accustomed to them too.
But this time, with Ya Fei already reserved for him, Xiao Yan would not allow another man to lay a hand on her.
After briefly assessing the guard's strength....likely at the Dou Zhe level—Xiao Yan turned his attention to Ya Fei, smiling warmly.
"What's the matter?"
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