Chapter 45

"Ah!"

Listening to Liu Zhengming speak to him, Yang Yu felt somewhat at a loss. He was also very curious as to why Liu Zhengming had sought him out.

Confused.

Liu Zhengming went upstairs, and Yang Yu reluctantly followed behind.

There were many rooms on the second floor. Liu Zhengming and Yang Yu directly entered the first one, which was a beautifully decorated study. The room contained many books, some of which were yellowed, indicating they were quite old.

The chairs were made of rough wood, the table was somewhat faded, the pen holder was almost falling apart, and the old fountain pen on the table had heavy ink stains. Each item spoke of the room's history.

"This is my study. Since I moved here, other places have been renovated at least ten times, but this room has never been touched. I'm afraid that if I move anything, some things might be lost forever," Liu Zhengming said as if talking to himself.

Yang Yu didn't speak, only observing quietly. He and Liu Zhengming had never had any interaction before. It was only recently, after he became Liu Xueyao's boyfriend, that they had any connection. Why had Liu Zhengming specifically called him today?

Liu Zhengming gave him a very peculiar feeling. The first time he met Liu Zhengming, he knew he was no ordinary person. That unique, steady gaze was not something an ordinary person could possess. However, Yang Yu didn't care much about this; what did it have to do with him?

But today, Liu Zhengming had specifically sought him out.

"Grandpa Liu, if you have something to say, just say it. I have a good relationship with Xueyao. If you consider Xueyao as your granddaughter, you can consider me as your grandson," Yang Yu said directly.

Liu Zhengming nodded and looked at Yang Yu. "Today, I did indeed call you here for a specific reason. I believe you will be very interested in it. However, before we get to that, I want to clarify something. I hope you will be honest with me and not hide anything."

Something? What could it be? Looking at Liu Zhengming's eyes, Yang Yu felt a bit uneasy. However, he thought Liu Zhengming wouldn't make things difficult for him, so he nodded.

"Go ahead and ask."

"Alright, you've seen that I only have a month to live, so I won't waste time beating around the bush. I'll ask you directly: Did you kill Yu Zeming?"

Liu Zhengming seemed to have transformed. The heavy tone in his voice made Yang Yu feel a chill, and his heart rate quickened. Could Liu Zhengming be seeking revenge for Yu Zeming? If so, what could he do?

Caught between a rock and a hard place, yet unable to remain silent, Yang Yu decided to be straightforward. "He wanted to kill me, Xueyao, and Xueyao's entire family. So, I had to kill him first. If you blame me, I will take full responsibility."

Liu Zhengming sighed after hearing this, but he didn't react as violently as Yang Yu had expected. He only sighed and said, "If you killed him, then you killed him. He was a wolf that could never be tamed. I knew about the things he did, but I couldn't bring myself to act. I didn't expect him to meet his end."

Yang Yu was shocked but gradually felt relieved.

"Yang Yu, the fact that you could kill Yu Zeming shows that you are a capable person. I wonder if you are a martial artist?" Liu Zhengming's eyes burned as he stared at Yang Yu.

A martial artist?

Yang Yu didn't know how to answer. He was a quasi-martial artist, still some distance from becoming a Yellow Rank martial artist, but he could勉强 be considered a martial artist.

"Grandpa Liu, you can consider me a martial artist. I wonder why you are asking this?" Yang Yu was curious; Liu Zhengming seemed to know something.

"Do you know what kind of person the Iron Grandpa that Tang Wei mentioned is?" Liu Zhengming asked casually.

"No, I don't."

"Iron Old Man is about my age and is a martial artist. He and I have a life-and-death friendship. Because of him, I have been able to have a smooth path these past years," Liu Zhengming said.

"Is Iron Old Man a martial artist?"

"Yes. Back in the day, we both obtained a Martial Order and attended the Martial Artist Exchange Conference. However, he was fortunate enough to be taken as a disciple by a great master, while I only went for the fun of it. Looking back, it was unfortunate. If I had become a high-ranking martial artist, I wouldn't have just the achievements I have today," Liu Zhengming said slowly.

"Martial Order?"

"That's the entry ticket to the Martial Artist Exchange Conference. With a Martial Order, you can attend the conference, where there are many rare treasures, unique skills, and martial artists exchanging and verifying their techniques. It's also an opportunity for commoners to become martial artists. Many sects and great masters take the chance to recruit disciples."

Yang Yu was somewhat surprised. He was a novice in the martial world, just entering it, and these major events in the martial world were very appealing.

"Iron Old Man was fortunate to be taken as a disciple by a great master and is now a national advisor. His word is law, even the mayor wouldn't dare to defy him," Liu Zhengming said casually.

Yang Yu was amazed.

"Martial artists hold a higher status than anyone can imagine. Some powerful martial artists can control the elements. I was fortunate enough to see a monk walk on water at the Martial Artist Exchange Conference, like a divine being. Everyone called him the Mad Monk. He is said to be 120 years old but looks like a middle-aged man," Liu Zhengming said with a hint of envy.

Walking on water!

Yang Yu was astonished. This required an extremely high level of cultivation. Was it a Heaven Rank martial artist, a Divine Rank martial artist, or even higher? This was definitely not someone he could oppose.

"Martial artists are very mysterious. Many people want to enter the world of martial artists, but it is incredibly difficult. Without the right opportunity, even those with immense wealth are powerless," Liu Zhengming sighed.

Hearing this, Yang Yu's heart was in turmoil. He had obtained the Super Sect Master System, which could almost cultivate anyone into a martial artist. In other words, he was a heaven-defying machine for creating martial artists.

Becoming a martial artist is very difficult!

This further emphasized the heaven-defying nature of the Super Sect Master System.

The Super Sect Master System was too important and too mysterious. Yang Yu had originally wanted to tell Liu Xueyao, but now, even if he had a thousand lives, he wouldn't dare. If such an important thing were known, it would be a disaster for both him and others.

"Yang Yu, I've told you all this because I want you to protect the few people in my Liu family. I don't want them to be harmed. Iron Old Man is old, and there are few who can help my Liu family now," Liu Zhengming looked at Yang Yu expectantly.

"Grandpa Liu, is there a threat to the Liu family?" Yang Yu was puzzled.

"You don't know, but in the secular world, 80% of companies with assets over a billion have the presence of martial artists. They operate in the shadows, controlling vast wealth. For an ordinary person to possess a billion in wealth is a blessing, not a curse. People will approach you, and good martial arts sects will offer you benefits in exchange for your wealth. The bad ones will use violent means," Liu Zhengming sighed. "In this world, it's survival of the fittest, especially in the world of martial artists."

"Is that true?" Yang Yu was very surprised.

"What do you think? If I wanted to develop Guangtian Technology Group, the company's funds would have long surpassed a billion. But at that point, even with Iron Old Man's protection, I would be in great danger. The greater your abilities, the greater your wealth. Otherwise, you will die a very ugly death."

Yang Yu felt a chill. The world hidden behind ordinary people was like a venomous dragon with its fangs bared. Anyone who accidentally disturbed it would be torn to pieces by its claws.

Liu Zhengming was silent for a moment, then a black token appeared in his hand. "This is a Martial Order. I've kept it all this time. I'm giving it to you. You can go and see for yourself. If you're lucky, you might be taken as a disciple by a great master, or at least join a major sect."

Yang Yu didn't refuse, only asked, "When and where?"

"It's held every three years. This year is the right time. The date is the ninth day of the ninth month, and the location is Chongwu Island."

"Understood." Yang Yu nodded, took the Martial Order, and knew he couldn't miss this opportunity.

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