I Can See Through All Things' Information

Lu Qing didn't know that after he left, Ma Gu had actually become Young Master Wei's teacher.

Returning home, he remained attentive for a few days and noticed no unusual people lingering near the village.

The death of the man in white probably hadn't been exposed yet.

Two more days passed, and he packed some belongings before heading to the hiding place of Ma Gu and his associates.

Just as he entered the cave, he saw Ma Gu seriously training Young Master Wei in horse stance in a spacious cavern, which greatly surprised him.

After learning the reason, he felt happy for Ma Gu.

"Master Ma, congratulations on gaining a promising disciple."

Not far away, Young Master Wei was practicing his horse stance while Mrs. Wei watched over him.

On another side, Lu Qing casually chatted with Ma Gu.

For someone of the Wei Family's heritage, having Ma Gu become Young Master Wei's teacher was definitely a good thing for him.

The current concern was whether the Wei Family could survive this crisis.

"Brother Lu Qing, stop joking with me. How much my martial arts are worth—I know better than anyone," Ma Gu said with a bitter smile. "I'm just afraid of not teaching well and leading the boy astray."

"It's fine; just take it step by step and help the young master lay a solid foundation. I think that can never be wrong," Lu Qing suggested.

"That's what I thought too, so these past few days, I've had him practice horse stance to cultivate his Qi-Blood. Zi'an has essentially been doing very well.

What surprised me, though, is that Zi'an's martial arts talent is actually quite good. Once he focuses, he quickly grasps some mysteries of the circulation of Qi-Blood.

I think it won't take long for him to break through to the Small Success stage of the Qi Blood Realm."

Young Master Wei's name was Wei Zian, and since Ma Gu had become his teacher, he naturally couldn't continue addressing him as 'young master,' as that would be against etiquette.

"Oh, that's great! Why the long face then?" Lu Qing was also a bit surprised.

"The better Zi'an's martial arts talent is, the more anxious I become. What should I teach him when the time comes?" Ma Gu was worried.

"That's easy; just ask what martial arts he likes, and then you can teach him that," replied Lu Qing.

He knew that Ma Gu excelled in saber technique and was also quite adept at swordsmanship.

"I've asked, but Zi'an's preferences seem to be a bit different."

At this point, Ma Gu's expression turned somewhat strange.

"What martial arts does he like?" Lu Qing was curious.

"Stick technique; Zi'an is more fond of stick technique," Ma Gu replied helplessly. "But my knowledge of stick technique is very limited. How can I teach him?"

"Stick technique?" Lu Qing's expression also became odd.

He didn't expect the gentle and clean-looking Wei Zian to favor stick technique.

Aren't these heirs from great families usually fonder of swordsmanship or saber technique, or refined short combat arts like the Jade Fan?

"I was surprised too, but Zi'an said that last time when I was being pursued and he was alone in the cave guarding his mother with a wooden stick, that stick was his only support.

So he vowed that when he has the chance, he must learn very powerful stick technique so that he can protect his mother."

Lu Qing: "..."

Alright, although that explanation was a bit bizarre, it wasn't unreasonable.

However, when it comes to stick technique...

Watching Ma Gu looking worried, Lu Qing thought for a moment.

He said, "I happen to know a stick technique, but I don't know if Young Master Wei would look down on it."

"Brother Lu Qing, you also know stick technique?" Ma Gu was astounded.

"Just a bit; recently, when I had nothing better to do, I just played around with some common martial arts I got from my teacher."

"..."

Ma Gu looked at Lu Qing speechlessly.

Listen to this, is this even human talk?

What does he mean by playing around with some common martial arts when bored?

He had always thought that the rapid progress in Lu Qing's martial arts cultivation was due to relentless and disciplined practice without the smallest slack.

But now Lu Qing was saying that he also could afford to idle away time practicing some common martial arts to pass the time.

Is this the daily routine of a true martial arts genius?

What Ma Gu thought to be genius also needs incredibly hard practice for rapid progress—but it turns out that isn't the case at all!

Ma Gu felt somewhat disarrayed.

However, he recalled the scene several days ago when Lu Qing had killed Black Wolf with a single punch.

The Black Wolf had dominated the County for a long time, having reached Great Success in the Muscle Bone Realm, with formidable boxing skills and few rivals.

Yet he couldn't withstand even one punch from Lu Qing.

Before that, Ma Gu never knew that Lu Qing's boxing skills were so powerful.

So his knowledge of stick technique seemed to not be an unbelievable thing after all.

Thinking this, Ma Gu hurriedly said, "Any martial arts skill that Brother Lu Qing deems worthy must be extraordinary, and I'm sure Zi'an would definitely not scorn it."

"Then alright, I'll ask him later if he's willing to learn."

The two walked toward the cavern where Wei Zian was practicing.

This cave was specially chosen by Lu Qing.

With a hidden entrance and a spacious interior, divided into several chambers, it allowed Ma Gu and his associates to live separately and avoid awkward situations.

The cavern where Wei Zian practiced horse stance was the largest one, easily accommodating dozens of people.

"Master Ma, Young Master Lu."

Mrs. Wei stood up to greet the two men as they approached.

As for Wei Zian, he was practicing horse stance until his face turned red and his legs trembled, yet he dared not speak easily, fearing that losing his focus would prevent him from continuing.

"Zi'an, that's enough. Rest for a while."

Seeing his disciple reach his limit, Ma Gu spoke up.