Chapter 1013 — The Making of a Master
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The two of them were like old monks sunk in meditation; neither spoke a word, yet the expressions on their faces grew graver and graver.
Uncle Qing felt he was about to step into Yellow Rank strength! Even as joy welled up in him, he could scarcely believe it. After all, to forcibly transform a man with no strength at all into a Yellow Rank expert—how much true qi would that take?
So much true qi, all of it cultivated through bitter effort, and Wei Zhao was simply giving it to him for nothing! Moved beyond words, Uncle Qing swore to himself that one day he must repay Wei Zhao. This kindness was simply too great!
Wei Zhao seemed to sense Uncle Qing's growing strength as well; the corner of his mouth flickered faintly with a smile.
A breakthrough was coming! Uncle Qing felt he had already touched the threshold of Yellow Rank. His thoughts could not help drifting back to the years of his old training—to think how thrilled he had been, back then, at his first breakthrough to Yellow Rank expert!
"Boom!" This time Uncle Qing broke through to Yellow Rank with no pressure at all; his body only gave a slight tremble, and he passed smoothly through the transformation from ordinary warrior to Yellow Rank expert.
A joyful smile spread at once across Uncle Qing's face! He had actually become an inner-school Yellow Rank expert this easily? Was it not far too fast?
Yet after Uncle Qing's breakthrough to Yellow Rank, Wei Zhao could plainly feel the absorption of energy within Uncle Qing's body grow still more rapid—so rapid that even he could hardly keep up.
Checking the energy remaining in his own body, Wei Zhao frowned slightly. Repairing Uncle Qing's meridians earlier had already consumed roughly a third of his energy, and now, having helped Uncle Qing break through to Yellow Rank strength, the energy left in Wei Zhao's body was nearly gone!
He was about to reach the critical line!
What was he to do now? Give up? Wei Zhao was unwilling to accept that. He wanted to finish forging Uncle Qing into a first-rate fighter in one sustained effort, and whether it succeeded or failed would be decided in this single push.
But with no energy left in his body, how was he supposed to carry on?
That was it! All at once Wei Zhao remembered the process by which he had once channeled true qi into General Weiwu. Once he entered the jade pendant's space, so long as his body in the outside world remained in a state of transmitting energy to Uncle Qing, he could circulate the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art within the jade pendant's space, and he would not only be able to absorb energy but also channel it straight into Uncle Qing.
What a fool he had been! Wei Zhao nearly slapped his own forehead and cursed himself for an idiot. He hurriedly shut his eyes and entered the jade pendant's space.
Because the energy within his body was all but spent.
Once inside the jade pendant's space, Wei Zhao did not bother with exchanging words with Old Jiao; he simply resumed circulating the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art at speed. Even as the energy of the jade pendant's space poured into Wei Zhao's body, it surged on without cease into Uncle Qing's body as well.
And the pace was plainly far quicker than before, for the energy within the jade pendant's space greatly exceeded that within Wei Zhao's own body.