Chapter 565 — None of Them Came to School
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Although Wei Zhao privately admitted that, having just advanced to the Profound Stage, he too could reach this speed, the old man gave off no impression of possessing any power at all.
Wei Zhao drove the beat-up van as if it were a sports car, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Kongwu finally vanished. Wei Zhao immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But the peace did not last. Wei Zhao was still waiting at a red light when a head hung down upside down from the top of the windshield, accompanied by a hand that began tapping on the glass.
"My God!" Wei Zhao thought to himself, glad that his nerves were relatively strong. Anyone else would have been scared to death by this old freak. How had the thing gotten onto the roof of his car? Could it be that he had clambered on the very instant Wei Zhao accelerated?
Seeing there was no way to shake him off, Wei Zhao had no choice but to pull over and get out of the car. Sure enough, there sat the penniless monk Mo Kongwu on the roof, looking perfectly at ease, half a chicken foot in his hand.
"Old man, what exactly do you want? Do I even know you?" Wei Zhao thought himself incredibly unlucky — how on earth had he run into someone like this?
"No, you don't," Mo Kongwu said, hopping down from the roof. "But my master sent me to check on you. There is far too much hostile energy in your body, and it has begun to undermine the foundation of your true qi. If it is not purged in time, a bloody calamity awaits you."
Wei Zhao frowned. Ordinarily, upon hearing an old man spout such nonsense, he would have simply turned and walked away. But having witnessed the man's terrifying speed and now hearing him speak of "true qi," Wei Zhao felt something was off about him. "You know about true qi?"
"Naturally. I also know that you possess the peak strength of the late Yellow Stage and are on the verge of a breakthrough. However, the hostile energy in your body will obstruct the intake of true qi. If you attempt to force a breakthrough, at best you will be gravely injured; at worst, you will die." Mo Kongwu spoke in an unhurried, measured tone.
Wei Zhao frowned again. The old man knew about the Yellow Stage too? But hearing him call Wei Zhao a peak late Yellow Stage practitioner, Wei Zhao sneered inwardly. He had thought the old man might actually have some ability, but it seemed the fellow had merely picked up some rumor somewhere and was now using it to bluff him.
Had this been any day before today, Wei Zhao might well have believed him. But Wei Zhao had just reached the Profound Stage, so naturally he would not be swayed by the old man's words.
"Oh, is that so?" Wei Zhao asked mildly, even as his hand suddenly struck out, delivering a palm blow straight at the old man.
Of course, Wei Zhao had no intention of actually hurting the old man. He simply wanted to test his depth — to see whether he truly had some ability or was nothing but a charlatan.
Seeing Wei Zhao strike, Mo Kongwu was unfazed and blocked it casually. But then he let out a surprised "Hm?" and stared at Wei Zhao in astonishment. "You broke through? You're at the early Profound Stage?"
Wei Zhao's heart jolted! That the old man could so effortlessly neutralize his attack was remarkable enough, but to also name his current level — that proved the old man was anything but ordinary! Wei Zhao had not used his full strength, but to easily deflect a strike from a Profound Stage practitioner, one would have to possess at least Profound Stage power of one's own. Anything less was simply impossible.
But what on earth was this old man's level? Wei Zhao was genuinely stunned. Back when he was in the Yellow Stage, he had been able to see through Wu Gonggao's Profound Stage power from a rank below. Yet now, despite having become a Profound Stage practitioner himself, he still could not gauge the old man's strength.
"Who exactly are you?" Wei Zhao eyed the old man with newfound wariness.