"So you've been following me this whole time?"
"Not the whole time, okay? Just twice. Once was when you went to that... whatchamacallit dojo."
"And then this time. Both were just coincidences. I wasn't deliberately tracking you or anything. I-I-I'm not a stalker,"
Seeing Wang Qiang like this, Chu Feng let out a relieved smile. Even though Wang Qiang was extraordinarily ugly, acting like this, he was actually kind of cute.
Though he still had his doubts, Chu Feng smiled and said to Wang Qiang: "Actually, I only just found out about what's going on here myself. I can tell you, but you have to promise me — you can't tell anyone about this."
"My lips are ab-so-lutely sealed." Wang Qiang raised his hand to swear. Seeing that Chu Feng was going to tell him about what was going on here, he seemed quite excited.
"Alright then, I'll tell you. But before I do, there's one more condition," Chu Feng said.
"Wh-what... what condition?" Wang Qiang asked.
"What is your real strength? Can you tell me the truth?" Chu Feng asked.
In his eyes, Wang Qiang was currently a rank six Martial Emperor, which was already quite powerful.
But Chu Feng had always felt that this wasn't Wang Qiang's true level. After all, Wang Qiang had said he wanted to protect him, which meant Wang Qiang's strength had to surpass his own. Otherwise... how could he possibly protect Chu Feng?
"Fine, I won't... won't hide it from you anymore." Wang Qiang grinned, and then a wisp of aura was released. Chu Feng immediately sensed that Wang Qiang's cultivation was no longer that of a Martial Emperor.
His aura was that of the Half Ancestor realm — he was actually a rank one Half Ancestor.
But that wasn't all. When Wang Qiang swept his large sleeve and the surrounding ancestor-level martial power came under his control, Chu Feng realized that his heaven-defying battle power wasn't merely the simple ability to fight three ranks above — just like himself, it was the ability to fight five ranks above.
This level of battle power was two ranks higher than that of ordinary Martial Emperors and Half Ancestors alike.
Although he had anticipated this, when Chu Feng finally confirmed that Wang Qiang's strength truly surpassed his own, he still felt quite astonished.
"Pretty surprised, huh? Don't be surprised yet — the real surprises are still to come."
"The reason I was able to hide from you and that blind old man is because I have a treasure. Look." As Wang Qiang spoke, he took out a peculiar sack. The sack was tattered and stitched together all over — it looked even more ragged than a beggar's clothes.
However, when Wang Qiang slipped the sack over himself, he vanished completely — and the sack vanished along with him.
He disappeared so thoroughly that not even a trace of his aura could be detected.
"How about that? Pretty impressive, right?" Wang Qiang's voice came again, yet Chu Feng still couldn't sense his aura at all.
"No wonder... no wonder even Uncle Blind couldn't detect you."
"Who on earth are you, really?" Chu Feng asked with a frown.
Setting aside his strength, Wang Qiang's treasure was truly a rare and priceless relic. How could such an extraordinary treasure exist in the Martial Sacred Land?
"Heh heh, I-I-I told you from the very beginning — I'm an unrivaled genius. I'm that awesome."
"You just didn't believe me. Well? Do... do you believe me now? Scared... scared speechless?" Wang Qiang said smugly.
"You still haven't answered my question," Chu Feng said solemnly. "If we're going to be brothers, we need to be honest with each other."
"If... if you truly consider me a friend, then you need to tell me the truth. Only then... can I be honest with you."
"You're asking me, but I don't even know how to explain it. I have no father or mother, but I also don't have a background like yours."