As soon as the news that he carried a celestial seed surfaced, all eyes in the hall immediately turned to Gu Chen.
Even those figures at the saintly progeny level were no exception.
The only one with an unchanged expression was the saintly progeny Zhen Yuan of the Unlimited Taoist sect, as if he had already anticipated this development.
"I told you, how could a mere Nine Provinces produce a true dragon? Turns out, he possesses a celestial seed!" Mount Tianzhu's saintly progeny He Lianying sneered coldly, his words dripping with undisguised scorn for Gu Chen.
In fact, the environment and resources of the Nine Provinces were indeed hardly sufficient to nurture a saintly progeny, which was quite unrealistic.
And a celestial seed, with its power to defy fate and shape destiny, is a world unto itself, harboring perfectly formed rules and patterns. If Gu Chen held a celestial seed, they all believed that everything could be explained away.