The third younger brother immediately looked up in astonishment—wow! The old magician had actually shoved that thick tempered glass into his mouth and was chewing it like popcorn, with absolutely no effort. "That's amazing!" the third younger brother exclaimed loudly. Yet Zhou Chao gave them a sharp look. You people are simply out of your depth—this ability is the simplest thing for Grandpa. Grandpa's abilities are far more impressive than this. The old magician held Zhou Chao's pulse in his hands and shook his head, saying, "Grandson, your vital energy is so weak. This simply won't do. That's why you've been unable to defeat Gao Liang! If your body had sufficient energy, Gao Liang's Diamond Fist would have no effect at all!" Zhou Chao quickly caught on, speaking in a tearful tone and carefully recounting the entire situation. The old magician's expression grew increasingly stern, and he turned sharply on Zhou Chao, shouting, "This is a serious lesson! I've told you this many times—when you see a beautiful woman, you must remain calm!" The practice of qigong is all about cultivating the mind. If you're constantly thinking about how to impress girls, you'll lose half your energy. If you keep doing that, I won't teach you anymore! "Grandpa! I promise I'll never make the same mistake again! I'll never fall for any beautiful woman this time! My real opponent is that rude young man, Gao Liang. He dared to act up right on my home ground, making me look foolish in front of everyone. Now I'm determined to train my qigong to avenge myself. I want to personally defeat Gao Liang—him constantly stealing the spotlight from me!" At this moment, Zhou Chao's entire chest was filled with resentment. Yet the old master shook his head and said two more words: "Be calm!" "Be calm with both beautiful women and your rivals—especially when practicing qigong. Otherwise, you risk going 'on fire' and becoming possessed by your own energy. Do you understand?" The elder's reminder could only calm Zhou Chao at that moment, but afterward, Zhou Chao could no longer contain himself—his personal ambitions were rapidly expanding, and a grand plan for vengeance unfolded constantly in his mind. This time, he intended to fully confront the situation, firmly insert himself, dismantle Gao Liang's entire foundation, and realize his dream of unifying Jianzhou. Yet, when Zhou Chao assured the elder of his composure, the elder still hesitated—whether or not to channel the energy he had cultivated over the years into his grandson. It wasn't reluctance; it was sheer risk. If the grandson couldn't manage such supercharged energy, he would surely suffer from internal disruption and collapse. Zhou Chao, however, was desperate, pleading with his grandfather, nearly on his knees. Still, the elder remained indecisive. It was as if they were placing a bet—should they give the energy to the grandson or not? Within his heart, the elder waged a fierce internal struggle. "Give it to him!" argued the thought—by doing so, the grandson would become a powerhouse of energy, capable of defeating all current rivals at this stage; "But if we don't..." "Once given, one knows the nature of the grandson. This grandson has absolutely no immunity to beauty—he goes wild whenever he sees a beautiful woman. Moreover, he struggles to control his hatred toward his enemies. He is easily swayed by passion, anger, wine, and greed—his four pillars of vitality are all compromised. While he manages to achieve a certain level of balance, having cultivated on Leigong Mountain in Hanshai City for so many years, all this effort has been aimed at attaining this very balance, enabling him to master a supreme, transcendent energy. Yet, can Zhou Chao, this grandson, maintain such composure in the bustling, vibrant, and ever-chaotic urban life, filled with luxury and distractions? I doubt it. He simply cannot be entrusted with this path. The old magus suddenly awakens to this realization. He immediately takes a serious tone and says to Zhou Chao, 'I truly cannot assist you here. You must start from the very basics and relearn water-based abilities. If you don't understand, I will teach you. But I must return to Leigong Mountain in three days!' 'Grandpa! Grandpa!" Zhou Chao truly knelt this time. The old magician shook his head, sighed, closed his eyes, and wouldn't budge no matter how Zhou Chao pleaded. As night fell, the old magician fell asleep, while Zhou Chao carried out one of his great daring feats. He sent his three younger brothers to use a special incense to knock the old magician unconscious, and once the old magician lost consciousness, he began his actions. "Luo Qi, hold him steady! Wang Lei, come here and insert a high-pressure catheter into his mouth—preferably down the trachea and into his body! Liu Qiang, start the high-pressure pump, drawing out his energy and simultaneously transferring it into my open mouth!" As soon as Zhou Chao spoke, the three younger brothers dared not hesitate, immediately stepping forward with the same fierce determination as Zhou Chao. The energy transfer began! Energy was being drawn and transferred. "Ah!" The old magician was suddenly jolted awake by a powerful suction force. After all, the incense-induced unconsciousness was only temporary. The old magician suffered greatly and said to Zhou Chao and his three brothers, "I never thought you'd strike from behind!" "Hmph! Old coot! If I'd listened to you, how long would it have taken me to unify Kyoto? How many years would I have had to train to realize my grand ambitions!" Zhou Chao glared at the old mage with a fierce, evil gaze. "You'll go through a fire-and-magic transformation! Think of the consequences! It's extremely dangerous!" Yet, with one powerful kick to the old mage's chest, Zhou Chao slapped him across the face and said, "Enough of your chatter! You're no longer adapted to this society!" As soon as he finished speaking, a tremendous surge of energy flowed into Zhou Chao's body, and he absorbed it through every single cell in his body. The three younger companions watched in awe—Zhou Chao's body immediately underwent a transformation. His muscles swelled, his height increased by ten centimeters, and his frame became broad-shouldered and strong, like a Russian combat athlete. What a powerhouse! A true man of strength! "I'm Superman! I possess the supreme energy! With this power, I can defeat anyone! High-light? He's nothing! I'll send him to the afterworld tomorrow! I'm the real champion!" Laozi wants to become a god! His godly path is so slow—Laozi wants to outpace him and master divine abilities himself! Hahahaha!" As soon as Zhou Chao finished his passionate speech, he slightly exerted his inner strength, and the water sphere deep within him instantly activated from a hidden corner, rapidly expanding. Soon, his elder brother noticed two water spheres now in his hands—wow! They were larger than ever before, each with a diameter comparable to that of a car tire, one in each hand—terrifyingly impressive. "Crack!" He launched the two spheres toward a white poplar tree in the courtyard. "Plop! Snap! Snap!" The tree was uprooted entirely by the immense force of the water spheres. Meanwhile, under Zhou Chao's precise control, a third sphere was directed at a large truck parked outside on the road. "Crack!" A mountain-splitting roar erupted—the truck exploded in the midst of his younger siblings' astonishment. Dust and debris vanished completely, leaving no trace. "It's blazing! It's blazing!" Many people's gasps could be heard on the street, all gathering around the blazing fire, sighing in admiration. When the traffic police arrived swiftly and the scene became chaotic, Zhou Chao naturally retrieved the two water balls into his hands, shrunk them, and swallowed them whole, absorbing them into his body.