The first time he met the Nascent Soul True Man, Zhu Ju's initial impression wasn't one of strength.
But of weakness.
Like a tiger looking at a gazelle.
Although the gazelle was nimble and graceful, to the tiger, it was merely food.
But Zhu Ju came to his senses in an instant.
His perception was only of the Physical Body, and the power of a Nascent Soul True Man didn't lie in their Physical Body.
It lay in the Primordial Spirit!
Daoist Qingyuan's Physical Body was not strong compared to Zhu Ju's, but his Primordial Spirit could transcend the material world.
"The Formless are without shape or form, seeming like emptiness but not truly empty."
Seated cross-legged on a rock, Daoist Qingyuan spoke in a leisurely voice, and a wealth of insights accompanied his words, pouring into Zhu Ju's mind.
An epiphany!
This was a special Divine Technique that allowed one to directly transmit their own insights to another through speech.
Of course.
