Of course, advancing from a Middle-Tier Dou Shi to Peak Dou Ling in just over a year was indeed something worth marveling at.
Such a cultivation speed had been rare even during Yao Lao's time in the Yao Clan and his travels across the continent.
Not to mention that the young man's cultivation showed not the slightest sign of instability; his foundation was exceptionally solid.
But the path of cultivation relied on more than talent alone. Opportunities, luck, and temperament were all indispensable.
And the further one progressed, the harder it became to advance.
A genius who had yet to mature was nothing.
To borrow his wayward disciple's words: anyone could accelerate down a straightaway. Taking the bends fast was what made you a real badass.
What truly shocked Yao Lao, however, was Zhou Changqing's combat strength!
And that strange, powerful physique of his, which faintly carried a trace of heaven's might!
From what he could sense, Zhou Changqing's Dou Qi played only a minor role in his battle against that Dou Wang. He primarily relied on his powerful body to clash head-on with his opponent!
Strangely, however, Yao Lao detected no signs that he had practiced any body-tempering Dou Technique!
And perhaps it was his imagination, but Yao Lao actually sensed a unique, profound aura within the young man's Dou Qi!
It was something he had not possessed before his departure.
The sensation that aura gave him was peculiar, too, and difficult to put into words.
Still, he vaguely felt that it was extraordinary and certainly concealed a tremendous secret!
In just over a year, the young man had undergone so many changes that even he, Yao Chen, could not quite understand. How could that fail to astound him?
"Little monster!"
"Why did this little fellow have to possess