It was not only the young man who had never expected this. Old Daoist Liu himself had once met Meng Zhao, and back then, he had discreetly read Meng Zhao's features. The result was:
This man was Destined for Dragon Sha and would face a great calamity. If he could weather it, he would enjoy wealth and honor for life; if he could not, then all would naturally come to an end.
Yet he had also seen that Meng Zhao's potential should not have been anywhere near as exaggerated as it was now. His features even indicated a late bloomer, and he simply should not have possessed the spirited vigor and soaring martial bearing of a youth at present.
Of course, Old Daoist Liu also knew that physiognomy was not absolutely accurate. Encountering a benefactor, undergoing Rebirth and Transformation, or obtaining a treasure could all alter one's ordained fate, so he was not overly shocked.
Perhaps Meng Zhao had survived that great calamity, causing his Destiny Number to shift and bringing about such a miracle?
The young man was even more curious. Back in Imperial Capital City, Meng Zhao's martial arts had been far from outstanding; he had only been at the Houtian Second Minor Realm. Yet after returning to Nan'an, he had become like a fish entering the sea, a bird escaping its cage. It was truly strange.
It was possible that Meng Zhao had deliberately concealed his abilities in Imperial Capital City, but the likelihood was small. After all, this place was filled with masters, and Meng Zhao had had no chance at all to hide anything from him.
Thus, the only explanation was that the boy had encountered some opportunity afterward, allowing him to soar into the sky in a single leap, unstoppable once he got going.