333: Chapter 333 One sentence! The bottleneck of all the geniuses in the arena has been loosened!

Su Changge's voice slowly echoed in the hall.

"The Origin of Fire is not sought from without, but born from within. To swallow the Fire Spirits of heaven and earth with one's Core Fire is putting the cart before the horse. The more flourishing the Fire Spirits, the weaker the Core Fire becomes. This is because—the Fire Seed is not a vessel; it cannot be forcibly filled. One should forge the Fire Seed with their own will, allowing it to transform into its own heaven and earth. That is the righteous path."

This sentence was not long.

But after he finished speaking...

The entire hall—

Fell into a deathly silence.

Zhao Yan's body trembled violently.

His eyes widened, his lips parted slightly, and he stood frozen on the spot as if struck by lightning.

[The Origin of Fire is not sought from without, but born from within.]

[Forge the Fire Seed with your own will, allowing it to transform into its own heaven and earth...]

These words were like a hammer, ruthlessly smashing against the Foundation of his understanding of cultivation.

He had cultivated the Crimson Flame Heavenly Scripture for twenty years, always following the path of "swallowing the Fire Spirits of heaven and earth with Core Fire" as described in the technique.

The more he swallowed, the more flourishing the Fire Spirits became, and the stronger his power grew.

This was the core philosophy of the Crimson Flame Heavenly Scripture.

But—

Su Changge had pointed out the problem in a single sentence.

A Fire Seed is not a container.

You cannot simply stuff the Fire Spirits of heaven and earth into your Core Fire like pouring water into a vat.

The Fire Seed is alive.

It does not need to be forcibly filled; rather, it needs to be tempered and transformed by your will, spontaneously giving birth to its own heavenly and earthly fire.

If you are always "swallowing," you are treating the Fire Seed as a tool.

If a tool is used for too long, it will naturally break—spiritual energy backflow burning the Meridians is the Fire Seed's way of resisting.

Zhao Yan's breathing became rapid.

The Core Fire within his body suddenly flickered.

It wasn't a violent jump, but a gentle, slow pulsation.

Like a sleeping seed finally feeling the breath of spring.

"My Bottleneck..."

Zhao Yan's voice trembled.

"...is loosening."

He looked down at his Dantian in disbelief, then suddenly looked up at Su Changge with a burning gaze.

The doubt and contempt in that gaze had completely vanished, replaced by a shock that came from the depths of his Soul.

But Zhao Yan was not the only one shaken.

There were seven or eight other Cultivators in the hall who practiced fire-attribute Cultivation Techniques.

They had different cultivation levels, different techniques, and belonged to different Sects.

But the moment Su Changge spoke those words—

They all felt the same resonance.

"My Fire Seed... is also resonating!" a Disciple at the Nascent Soul Stage cried out in surprise.

"Impossible... He only said one sentence! Just one sentence! How could it affect the circulation of my Cultivation Technique?"

"This isn't guidance on the level of techniques... this is on the level of the Dao! He is explaining the Origin of the Great Dao of Fire!"

The hall erupted into a frenzy.

Xiao Han of the Heaven-Burning Sword Pavilion stood up abruptly.

He was a Sword Cultivator and did not practice fire-type techniques.

But the "truth" contained in Su Changge's words transcended the Law of fire itself.

"Forge the Fire Seed with your own will, allowing it to transform into its own heaven and earth"—

The core of this sentence was not only applicable to fire-type cultivation.

It applied to all cultivation.

Do not seek power from without.

Temper yourself from within.

Let your Origin power grow, evolve, and transform on its own.

This was—the supreme truth of the Great Dao of cultivation.

Xiao Han's hand unconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword on his back.

He felt that his long-stagnant Sword Intent seemed to undergo a subtle change at this moment.

"Senior possesses great talent."

Xiao Han bowed deeply to Su Changge, his voice filled with respect.

He used the term "Senior" instead of "Dao Lord."

Because at this moment, Su Changge's weight in his heart had surpassed the scope of a local power leader.

This was a true—Seeker of the Dao.

No, more accurately—

This was someone who had already "attained the Dao."

Su Changge sat in the armchair, holding his teacup with a calm expression.

But the internal monologue in his mind was exploding.

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! Is the effect really this explosive?!]

[I just quoted a sentence from the general outline of the "Great Sun Burning Heaven Art"! This is too exaggerated!]

[Wait, thinking about it carefully, it's normal. The "Great Sun Burning Heaven Art" is the crystallization of Ancestor Xuantian's hundred thousand years of cultivation; the discourse on the Great Dao of Fire within it truly touches upon the Origin of the Laws.]

[In a place like the Chixiao Dao Domain, forget a whole sentence, even half a sentence would be treated as a priceless treasure by a group of Body Integration Stage prodigies.]

[And in their eyes, if I can casually speak truths of this level, then how terrifying must my cultivation be?]

He quietly glanced around.

The thirty or forty prodigies present now looked at him with completely different eyes.

From the initial suspicion, contempt, and disdain—

To shock, awe, and even a near-pilgrimage-like fanaticism.

Su Changge could feel the emotion points in the System's background skyrocketing.

Although the System no longer displayed specific numbers after the 3.0 upgrade, he could clearly feel that "overflowing inventory" sensation.

[I've struck it rich! Just this wave alone is probably enough for me to release several active special effects!]

He tried his best to suppress the curl of his lips, maintaining that profound and inscrutable expression.

Ye Qingyao stood by his side, her face expressionless, but her heart was about to overflow with pride.

[I told you so.]

[Revered Master is Revered Master.]

[With one sentence, he enlightened a hall full of prodigies.]

[Who else in the entire Chixiao Dao Domain could pull off such a feat?]

Her gaze swept over everyone present, and her cold voice rang out again.

"Does anyone else wish to seek guidance?"

The hall was silent.

No one dared to speak again.

It wasn't that they had no questions—it was that they didn't dare to ask.

The level of Su Changge's sentence just now was too high.

So high that the people present would need days or even months to digest it.

To ask a question under these circumstances would be equivalent to exposing one's own ignorance.

No one wanted to appear ignorant in front of Su Changge.

"Since there are no more—" Ye Qingyao was about to announce the end of the Small Dao Discussion Meeting.

"Wait a moment."

A voice came from outside the hall.

Everyone's eyes turned in unison toward the hall entrance.

A young man wearing crimson-gold battle armor strode in.

He was tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his armor was carved with a baring-claws-and-fangs Crimson Dragon motif.

Cultivation—Peak of the Body Integration Stage.

More strikingly, he held a Command Flag in his hand, embroidered with the character "Yan."

Someone from the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall.

Su Changge's eyelid twitched slightly.

[Again? How are the people from the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall like sticky candy that can't be shaken off?]

The young man looked around the hall, his gaze lingering on Su Changge for a moment.

Then—

He did not bow.

He didn't even nod in greeting.

He just stood in the center of the hall, thrust the Command Flag into the ground, and spoke in a voice as loud as if he were proclaiming an imperial decree.

"An order from Xiao Huang, the Hall Revered Master of the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall—"

"Su Changge, Lord of the Lingxu Wasteland, is restricted to three days to go to the Sacred Hall's Traveling Palace at the southern foot of Divine Flame Mountain to pay respects to the Hall Revered Master."

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly is imminent. The Hall Revered Master has important matters to discuss; there must be no delay."

As the words fell.

The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly changed.

Zhao Yan's face changed.

Xiao Han's eyes turned cold.

Ye Qingyao's Spiritual Pressure was released instantly.

And Su Changge—

He slowly set down his teacup.

His gaze passed through the steam of the tea and landed on the young man from the Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall.

That gaze was incredibly calm.

But everyone felt—

Behind that calmness hid something extremely dangerous.

Su Changge's internal monologue, however, was in a completely different style.

["Pay respects to the Hall Revered Master"? Pay respects to your uncle! I was still considering whether to go or not if your Hall Revered Master invited me, and now you've sent someone to issue an order?]

[Is this an invitation or a summons? Do you take me for your Hall Revered Master's subordinate?]

[Most importantly—this guy didn't even say hello when he came in, just stuck a flag in the ground and read an order. This is freaking cruder than a delivery service.]

He didn't speak.

The silence in the hall became increasingly oppressive.

Ye Qingyao took a step forward, her voice cold to the extreme.

"What did you just say?"

"You want my Revered Master—to go pay respects to your Hall Revered Master?"

The young man glanced at Ye Qingyao, the corner of his mouth curling slightly.

"Saintess Ye, this is the Hall Revered Master's intention."

"I wonder if Saintess Ye is clear on the rules of the Chixiao Dao Domain?"

"Participants of the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly need to pay respects to the organizers in advance. As the Dao Lord of the Lingxu Wasteland has come from afar, he should naturally pay a visit to the Hall Revered Master first to show respect."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but every word carried a condescending overtone.

Blazing Dragon Sacred Hall, the number one power in the Chixiao Dao Domain.

In their eyes, the so-called Dao Lord of the Lingxu Wasteland was just a minor character from a remote Dao Domain.

Being able to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Assembly was already a great honor.

Ye Qingyao's hand slowly tightened.

She was about to speak when Su Changge's voice came from behind her.

"Qingyao."

Ye Qingyao turned and saw her Revered Master slowly standing up.

Su Changge stood up, hands behind his back, his gaze falling on the young man.

The corner of his mouth curled into an extremely faint arc.

That arc was not a smile.

It was... a subtle scrutiny of a superior facing the unreasonable behavior of an inferior.

"Go back and tell your Hall Revered Master."

Su Changge's voice was very light, but in the silent hall, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"On this trip, This Seat will not pay respects to anyone."