The audience below the stage was utterly captivated... Actually, by this point, the vast majority of students were quite confused, but that didn’t stop them from sensing the awesomeness!

In a corner of the audience, Huang Sitong was already baffled.

"How can this be?

"I’m a Soup Man of Sequence Eight, and I can’t understand it?"

In her mind, even the two Ancient Immortals were puzzled.

"It’s normal not to understand; this isn’t Immortal Dao knowledge, but another theoretical system.

"If this Bai Mo cultivates in the Alchemy Dao... he might be terrifyingly powerful, possibly even surpassing you!"

Huang Sitong furrowed her brows, ready to feel dissatisfied, only to see Bai Mo on stage taking a few colored chalks from a Fox Claw, swiftly drawing a complex protein structure. It was obviously a flat diagram, yet it had a distinct three-dimensional sense, not like it was drawn on the blackboard, but rather pasted onto it. With just one glance, everyone could understand this structure.

"...This is the key neurotransmitter in the guiding process..."

On stage, Bai Mo spoke eloquently, and the students of the Immortal Grass Experimental Class listened intently, their eyes shining. What Bai Mo was discussing wasn’t difficult, and they could generally grasp the concept.

Tian Xinghuo listened with his ears pricked up, taking photos with his phone and sighing in admiration.

"Is this the academic expert of Sequence Seven of the Human Race?

"Truly terrifying."

He turned his thoughts around, thinking it’s fortunate that this person is in West State, sheltered by the boss behind West State, or else the Ancient Immortals might have tried to assassinate him.

Onstage, Bai Mo sketched different perspectives of the protein structure once again and started explaining how temperature and humidity impact and change proteins in the cultivation process.

By this time, fewer and fewer people below the stage could understand...

Wan Bocheng furrowed his brows. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Shouldn’t these things be kept secret? Wouldn’t it be bad if the Dark World learned them?"

Next to him, Guan Yue Ling pondered for a moment.

"What Bai Mo is discussing are mostly general ideas, right? There’s still a long way to practical application.

"These should not be feared for leaking."

It’s like the principle of a hydrogen bomb is nuclear fusion, which everyone knows.

But the manufacturing process of hydrogen bombs is a whole different matter.

Beside him, Yang Zhan was stunned for a long while.

"But why do I feel like I’ve grasped it, understood it completely, already figured out the manufacturing principle of this Mycelium Healing Patch?

"I feel... I’ve achieved perfection in this area."

The classmates couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

On stage, Bai Mo, in the middle of his speech, couldn’t help but let a slight smile curve his lips.

The less you learn, the less you understand, the more you think you understand everything.

The more you learn, the more you engage, the more you realize how little you know.

Bai Mo frowned, and suddenly a flash of insight struck his mind.

He realized the principle of "Attaining Perfection"!

The so-called "conscious knowledge perfection" is just like Yang Zhan, thinking oneself has reached perfection.

When the knowledge learned is perfect within one’s cognitive range, one can attain perfection!

In other words, some half-baked foolish Ancient Immortals, if they genuinely think they are perfect in a certain field, can also attain perfection!

While those scholarly Ancient Immortals who endlessly explore, even if they learn more, cannot attain perfection if they never feel complete!

Bai Mo spoke while frowning, doubting if he had got it wrong?

"Those half-baked buffoons, adept at fooling themselves, can more easily attain perfection?

"While those who can see their knowledge gaps, remain unsatisfied, and keep learning and exploring, cannot attain perfection?

"Isn’t that unfair?

"Even if the Immortal Cultivation System is bizarre, it can’t mean that, can it?"