My Co-renting Lady Boss-Chapter 1622 - 1621: Bringing Up Taboo Topics

"Ah? Sorry, it was my mistake."

Tang Ming nodded blankly, feeling a bit puzzled because he had indeed almost mastered the Huaxia Secret Technique. Although it was mysterious, it didn’t seem as difficult as the old madman said.

After thinking carefully, it must be that he was too shallow and hadn’t yet grasped the essence of the Huaxia Secret Technique; he needed to work harder in the future.

"It’s okay, I am very pleased with your cultivation progress."

The old madman didn’t blame Tang Ming, "Since you have become my disciple and inherited the Huaxia Secret Technique, there is something I must explain to you."

"Please go ahead, second master."

Tang Ming’s expression immediately became serious.

"The Huaxia Secret Technique is of great importance and is too far-reaching. In the future, unless it’s a matter of life and death, you must not use this technique."

The old madman’s tone was grave as he stared at Tang Ming: "If you must use it, then make sure there are no survivors, do you understand?"

"Is it really that serious?"

Tang Ming’s expression changed slightly, not expecting this technique to be so forbidden.

"Remember my words, there are eight great martial arts in the martial world, each of which can drive martial artists crazy. Once it spreads, it will surely cause countless people to fight over it."

The old madman’s face turned cold as he stared intently at Tang Ming: "A common man is innocent, but holding a treasure makes him guilty. Once people know you possess the Huaxia Secret Technique, it will surely attract countless people to fight for it. I roamed the world in the past, and even I ended up in such a situation. Do you think you are stronger than me?"

"This... I will heed your advice carefully, master."

Tang Ming shivered, realizing that such a powerful existence as the old madman had his legs broken. With his current strength, if someone came to take the Huaxia Secret Technique, he would be crushed to dust in no time.

"Master, what are these eight great martial arts you mentioned?"

Sun Zhuangjia suddenly interrupted, looking at the old madman with curiosity: "Is the Huaxia Secret Technique my junior brother cultivated one of the eight great martial arts?"

"Hahaha, although the eight great martial arts are mysterious and bizarre, they fall short compared to the Huaxia Secret Technique; they’re not worth mentioning."

The old madman chuckled arrogantly, proudly raising his head: "The Huaxia Secret Technique stands above the eight great martial arts, and those who wish to seize it are even more terrifying in strength."

"I..."

Tang Ming’s mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the old madman uncertainly: "Second master, is the Huaxia Secret Technique stronger than the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes?"

"You actually know the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes?"

The old madman became suspicious, "The Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes is the foremost among the eight great martial arts and the unpassed secret of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect. However, the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes focuses on defense, which makes it much more passive compared to the powerfully aggressive Huaxia Secret Technique, which is slightly superior."

"So the Huaxia Secret Technique is that impressive?"

Tang Ming swallowed hard. Zhuge Wushen had warned him not to use the Heavenly Mechanism Hundred Changes lightly, and it turned out the Huaxia Secret Technique was even more formidable.

"Oh, dear."

At that moment, Sun Zhuangjia suddenly fell to the ground and then quickly crawled to the bed: "Master, since the Huaxia Secret Technique is so miraculous according to you, how come you were crippled after cultivating it back then?"

"You fool, don’t you know not to bring up the sore points?"

Tang Ming glared at Sun Zhuangjia angrily.

"It’s alright."

The old madman waved his hand and said with imposing dignity: "Back then, with the Huaxia Secret Technique, I swept across the world. When overseas forces invaded Huaxia, each major sect and power was helpless, but I, with one sword, killed dozens of martial generals and drove them out of Huaxia.

Later, many people within the country wanted to seize the Huaxia Secret Technique, and various sects and factions organized to besiege me, but in the end, I killed a dozen martial generals, and after that, no one dared to provoke me."

"Is it true?"

Tang Ming and Sun Zhuangjia were both doubtful. If he was so formidable, how could he end up in such a state?

"Of course it’s true, and precisely because of this, I have enemies among all major sects and families in the martial world; otherwise, I wouldn’t be hiding in a place like this. Therefore, Tang Ming, you must be more careful to hide yourself. If people find out you are my successor, it will certainly bring about a catastrophe."

The old madman earnestly urged Tang Ming once more, staring at him solemnly.

"Cough, cough, let me ask weakly, since you’re so formidable, why are you..."

Tang Ming glanced at the old madman’s legs.

"Alas!"

The old madman sighed painfully: "Strong enemies are easy to defend against, but the human heart is difficult to guard. If it were a head-on confrontation, no more than ten people in the world could harm me, but unfortunately, I was ultimately defeated by the two people I trusted the most."

Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming exchanged a glance, knowing the old madman was a man with a story and that his experiences had been incredibly painful.

"Let’s not talk about this for now. When you both are strong enough, I will naturally tell you the whole story."

The old madman smiled bitterly, looking expectantly at Sun Zhuangjia and Tang Ming: "If I seek revenge and justice in the future, I might need your support."

"You’re so invincible. Once your legs recover, you can dominate the world again. What help could we possibly offer?"

Sun Zhuangjia shrank his neck.

"Time is a fearsome enemy."

The old madman sighed: "In ten years, my cultivation has regressed instead of progressed, while my enemies have amassed vast resources and continued to improve. Even with the Huaxia Secret Technique protecting me, I might not gain the upper hand."

"The Yangtze River pushes forward with each new wave, each generation surpassing the last. Ten years is indeed a very long time."

Tang Ming nodded repeatedly. He, himself, was a living example of rising quickly within a short period; he was confident he would become a super-strong warrior in ten years.

"Suddenly, life seems so bleak."

Sun Zhuangjia sighed in despair, feeling like he might be chased after every day for having such a master.

"You brat, seeing your demeanor, I was right not to teach you the Huaxia Secret Technique."

The old madman glared at Sun Zhuangjia with frustration.

"That’s just how he is. He doesn’t have any big ambitions."

Tang Ming immediately added insult to injury, causing Sun Zhuangjia to feel flustered: "By the way, why are you in the Imperial City when you should be in Songhai City?"

"It’s not thanks to you."

Sun Zhuangjia looked at Tang Ming with displeasure: "After you crippled me, the Sun Family locked me in a psychiatric hospital. Many people knew that I acquired my skills from the psychiatric hospital, so they often went there to gather information."

"I hid in the psychiatric hospital to avoid being discovered, but once Sun Zhuangjia was exposed, I had no choice but to take him away from Songhai City, so we came to the Imperial City."

The old madman looked at Tang Ming amiably: "Actually, part of the reason we came is because of you."

"You guys aren’t here to seek revenge on me, are you?"

Tang Ming’s face changed slightly.

"That’s right! It took a lot of effort to train Zhuangjia, and you crippled him. Naturally, I wanted to see just what kind of person you are."

The old madman chuckled lightly: "It turns out you’re not an ordinary person. I’m quite satisfied."