Was Chu Feng right?
Absolutely. It matched the facts, laid out the truth, and hit the nail on the head.
But if Meng Chuan refused to admit it, then Chu Feng was wrong.
Not merely wrong—dead wrong.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Meng Chuan shook his head.
Everyone knew he was not the sort of person who liked showing off his cultivation and making a grand display of himself.
Even if it would earn him a flood of astonished looks, Meng Chuan still had no desire to do it.
He preferred to keep a low profile.
Ask anyone on the street, and they would tell you as much.
Chu Feng stared hard at Meng Chuan without even blinking.
"You really don't know?"
"I really don't."
"Sister Yaoyao." Chu Feng turned to her and asked:
"Do you know where my godfather came from, or how strong he is?"
Monster Monster shook her head and answered honestly, "No. I can't see through him."
Chu Feng's gaze moved between Meng Chuan and Yaoyao, full of suspicion.
"When I was at the Fengshan Land on Mount Tai..."
Chu Feng told them what he had just experienced and seen.
"The abbot of Great Forest Temple on Mount Song said the figure above the Star Sea looked a little like the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable he'd met."
Chu Feng looked at Meng Chuan and said:
"And I thought that person looked a little like you, Godfather."
Old Ape of Mount Song had told Chu Feng privately that the figure resembled Lingbao Heavenly Venerable when they first left Mount Tai.
He had noticed Chu Feng's surprise at seeing the figure, so he had brought it up.
"Godfather, was that you? Or Lingbao Heavenly Venerable? Or are you Lingbao Heavenly Venerable—the Lingbao Dao Ancestor?"
Gu Yang had