Chapter 1014 — Baffled Beyond Belief: Wei Zhao's Body, Like a Mere Relay Station, Channeling the Energy of the Jade Pendant's Space into Uncle Qing's Body

Still, swift as Wei Zhao drew the energy in, not a trace of it lingered within his own body; instead, every last drop flowed in an unbroken stream into Uncle Qing. Uncle Qing's body was like a bottomless pit, ceaselessly devouring the energy Wei Zhao passed to it!

Naturally, Wei Zhao was hardly astonished. The Mighty General had already needed a great deal of energy back then; how much more so a full-grown man like Uncle Qing!

Joy still lingered on Uncle Qing's face, but before long it gave way to astonishment. He had assumed that once Wei Zhao poured a measure of energy into him as a foundation, the flow would stop — after all, as the old saying goes, the master leads you through the gate, but the cultivation is up to the individual. From here on, Uncle Qing had intended to rely on himself!

He had never dared hope that Wei Zhao would keep supplying him with energy without end. Yet the situation now seemed nothing like what he had imagined, for Wei Zhao's energy kept on coming, without the faintest sign of stopping!

This left Uncle Qing quite startled. Could Wei Zhao sustain it? For Uncle Qing could feel that he was about to strike the barrier at the peak of the early Yellow Stage. Such a rate of advancement — surely it was the first in all of history? Hmm... apart from the Mighty General!

At the thought of the Mighty General, Uncle Qing could not help but admire Gu Pengzhan a little. Wherever had Mr. Gu dug up such a formidable man as Wei Zhao? This was getting a shade too ferocious — you could sit at home and manufacture experts!

Uncle Qing did not know who Wei Zhao truly was, nor which top-tier sect he hailed from, but from the mere fact that he could produce experts from the comfort of his own home, the man was no ordinary figure. At the very least, whatever lay behind Wei Zhao could be no smaller than his own sect — and quite possibly stronger!

At this, Uncle Qing's gaze grew hot. His desire for vengeance... was no longer impossible! Only Wei Zhao would probably not interfere; when the time came, he would have to strive for it himself.

"Boom!" Without the least warning, Uncle Qing broke through once more! From the peak of the early Yellow Stage he shot straight through to the mid Yellow Stage! At such a rate of advancement, Uncle Qing could not help clicking his tongue in secret. Too fast! Back in the day, it had taken him years to travel from the early Yellow Stage to the mid Yellow Stage — and how long had it been now? Three hours at most? In that time he had gone from an ordinary man to an expert of the mid Yellow Stage!

Thinking of those who cultivate bitterly, some for an entire lifetime without ever advancing, Uncle Qing could not help feeling a pang of sorrow. When one person is measured against another, the loser might as well be dead! For some, never mind rising from the early Yellow Stage to the mid Yellow Stage — even reaching the peak of the early Yellow Stage demands a long and arduous course of cultivation.

Yet Uncle Qing had broken through in the space of a few hours, without the slightest pressure.

Uncle Qing's arrival at the mid Yellow Stage, however, made Wei Zhao suffer. The energy required to advance him was plainly a great deal more than the Mighty General had needed. Wei Zhao felt as though his body had become a sieve, energy whooshing through him without pausing for an instant, until his meridians ached fiercely under the flood.

Still, for the sake of forging an Earth Stage expert, Wei Zhao endured. Once this succeeded, it would be nothing short of a historic breakthrough — and surely no one would ever imagine that he had produced a trump card in the form of an Earth Stage expert!

The mere thought of it set Wei Zhao bubbling with inexplicable excitement.

As time passed, the energy flooding into Uncle Qing's body continued to swell. Several more hours went by, and Uncle Qing climbed from the mid Yellow Stage to the peak of the mid Yellow Stage; and then, right on cue, came the breakthrough one could well imagine.

When the sky outside began to pale with the fish-belly white of dawn, Uncle Qing already possessed the strength of the late Yellow Stage!

Barely a few days ago, Uncle Qing had despondently concluded that he was ruined — that the external-style strength at the peak of the late Yellow Stage he had fought so hard to cultivate was simply gone. Yet now he was not only on the verge of regaining the peak of the late Yellow Stage, but doing so with internal-style power, which held an edge over the external style by a whole measure!

On one side, Uncle Qing was cheerfully basking in the pleasure of his rising rank; on the other, Wei Zhao's lot was far less pleasant. After all, torrents of energy were passing through him, and he could feel himself hanging on by a thread.

Continue! I have to keep going!

Through gritted teeth, Wei Zhao silently kept the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art turning, letting the energy within him flow on and on into Uncle Qing's body.

At last, Uncle Qing's strength surged toward the peak of the late Yellow Stage.

A flicker of a smile crossed Wei Zhao's lips. He was about to complete the leap of an entire great rank, and the thought filled him with a thrill he could hardly contain.

Wei Zhao could feel the change in rank within Uncle Qing's body with perfect clarity, and so as Uncle Qing's strength rose, his own heart pounded with excitement. The moment of witnessing a miracle was at hand!

Under the mighty torrent of Wei Zhao's energy, Uncle Qing's strength at last broke through to the peak of the late Yellow Stage!

A faint delight surfaced on Wei Zhao's face. In only a few hours, Uncle Qing had gone from an ordinary man to an expert at the peak of the late Yellow Stage — faster than a plane ride!

It seemed he would have to push harder. Uncle Qing was about to become an expert of the Profound Stage! The peak of the late Yellow Stage and the early Profound Stage were only a single step apart! At this thought, Wei Zhao worked the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art with even greater effort, driving the energy swiftly into Uncle Qing's body.

But then, something bizarre happened.

The energy Wei Zhao was sending into Uncle Qing cut off abruptly, just as when you fill a car's tank and the nozzle suddenly clicks shut. Though Wei Zhao's Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art did not stop, the energy could no longer pass through his body into Uncle Qing's; instead, it was being absorbed by Wei Zhao's own body!

What was going on? Wei Zhao could not help frowning. He was certain his hand still rested on Uncle Qing's body; by rights, such an interruption should have been impossible — and yet it had happened anyway!

Wei Zhao halted the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, and the energy in the jade pendant's space ceased its surge into his body all at once.

After resting a while, Wei Zhao ran the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art again, hoping to pass the energy through his own body to Uncle Qing. But to his helpless frustration, the energy was still drawn into his own body instead of being delivered to Uncle Qing!

Surveying the situation, Wei Zhao returned somewhat helplessly from the jade pendant's space to reality. After all, he could no longer feed energy into Uncle Qing; Uncle Qing's strength could now go no further than the peak of the late Yellow Stage — and that was precisely what left Wei Zhao utterly baffled.