Sure enough,
The old man was not surprised. Instead, smiling amiably, he pointed a finger, and the massive boulder Wang Wu had just shattered with one punch instantly restored itself.
Good heavens, that alone meant he was at least a third-rank cultivator.
And a cultivator like that could not possibly be bored enough to grab someone off the roadside and take him as a disciple. Much less could he be a swindler.
That meant he had truly seen something in Wang Wu.
But if he really could see something, that would conversely prove that he was absolutely not a cultivator. Forget third rank—even first rank was impossible. An Earth Immortal was equally impossible!
The only answer was that he was, like Wang Wu, a Grand Unity True Immortal stranded in the Cultivation World. And not an ordinary Grand Unity at that—he definitely had some real cultivation, an exceedingly formidable Grand Unity.
Now that really was unexpected!
At that thought, Wang Wu put away his earlier angry expression and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is your purpose, sir? Speak plainly!"
Yet the other party still wore that amiable smile. "This old man has already made it clear: I wish to take you as my disciple. Such fine jade as you, if you do not cultivate the Dao or ascend the immortal path, would be a terrible waste!"
Damn it!
Wang Wu found this rather strange. When he reached that little mountain village where the child was, he had absolutely intended to use this exact same line. Why did these two matters seem somehow connected?
"Fine! I am rather curious myself—what kind of cultivation prodigy am I? If you can prove that I am one, then becoming your disciple is not out of the question."
Wang Wu sneered. If this