Chapter 90

"Nothing to hide from me, I have investigated your situation very clearly. Before you graduated from university, you were just an ordinary young man. Not to mention being a martial artist, even your physical condition was no better than others. But in less than a month, you actually became a Yellow Rank martial artist, which is absolutely not something an ordinary person can achieve. So you must, and definitely have a master." Tang Wei smiled, as if nothing could escape her eyes. Although this was a subjective guess, it was reasonable.

Yang Yu looked at Tang Wei with some surprise. What could he say? Tang Wei had already investigated him thoroughly. If he said he didn't have a master, he would probably be despised by Tang Wei. Moreover, he needed an explanation for where his abilities came from.

"Ah." Yang Yu sighed deeply, pretending to be very helpless.

"You've been found out, haven't you?" Tang Wei was even more certain. Perhaps the non-existent master had been deeply rooted in her mind from the beginning.

"Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you." Yang Yu's expression was very serious. "My master is a hermit of great ability. On the day I graduated from university, he accidentally discovered me, found my bones to be extraordinary, and my martial arts talent astonishing, so he took me as his disciple and taught me martial arts."

"Under my master's guidance, I started from the most basic martial arts training. With the various divine pills and miraculous medicines he gave me, I achieved what I have today. Moreover, my master intends for me to carry on his legacy, so I established the Houtu Sect."

"My master always told me not to reveal his secrets, saying that a few old fossils were after him, asking him some ridiculous questions. He had no choice but to temporarily hide in Jinghai, to avoid those old fossils."

After Yang Yu finished speaking, he sighed again.

"Indeed, a hermit of great ability. To make someone who knows nothing become a Yellow Rank martial artist in less than a month, an ordinary person could never do that. I wonder what level your master is at. I guess he must be a Divine Rank martial artist." Tang Wei thought for a moment, looking at Yang Yu as if trying to dig out his deepest secrets.

Yang Yu realized he had a chance. It seemed Tang Wei had long wanted to find this out. Since that was the case, he couldn't blame him for making things up. If Tang Wei could use the tiger's skin as a banner, he could do the same. As long as he made his non-existent master seem incredibly powerful, he didn't believe the Tang Family would not want to form a good relationship with him.

"This..." Yang Yu pretended to be hesitant.

"What's wrong? Didn't your master tell you?" Tang Wei was a bit puzzled.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Yang Yu put on a serious face.

"How do you tell a lie, and how do you tell the truth?"

"Lie? My master is a Divine Rank martial artist, almost unmatched in the martial world. Your Tang Family probably wouldn't even be in his eyes."

Tang Wei, hearing this, was somewhat displeased: "Who wants to hear a lie? What about the truth?"

"Truth? Are you sure you want to hear it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it." Tang Wei put down her cup, looking anxious.

Yang Yu took a deep breath and slowly said, "Actually, I don't know what level my master is at. The first time I met him, he was in a white robe, with white hair and a youthful face, descending from the sky, his feet not touching the ground, walking on water as if it were flat ground, like a celestial being. But I always felt it was a dream, how could a person be so powerful? And the most ridiculous thing is, he said he was very old, and when he was young, he had seen Zhu Yuanzhang herding cattle. I calculated it, and it's almost seven hundred years. I felt he was lying to me, that old man is completely unreliable."

Yang Yu pretended to be very conflicted.

"What?" Tang Wei's cup shattered.

Seven hundred years?

Tang Wei muttered to herself, "A Heaven Rank martial artist can live up to two hundred years, a Divine Rank martial artist up to five hundred years, and a Saint Rank martial artist can live a thousand years. Seven hundred years?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Yu looked at Tang Wei with some surprise. "I knew you wouldn't believe the truth. It sounds like a made-up story. Forget it, let's just say I didn't say anything. That old man is crazy, he doesn't tell the truth, if a person could live seven hundred years, they would be almost as old as Peng Zu."

Tang Wei was extremely surprised, looking at Yang Yu with different eyes.

"A Saint Rank martial artist, it must be a Saint Rank martial artist. If what Yang Yu said is true, his master must be a Saint Rank martial artist. It has been many years since a Saint Rank martial artist has been seen in the martial world. This information is too important." Tang Wei almost shouted in her heart, looking at Yang Yu, she wanted to scold him. What is it to be in a state of bliss and not know it? This is a typical example. If the Tang Family had a Saint Rank martial artist, they could do whatever they wanted.

"Alright, if you want to despise me, go ahead! I knew no one would believe me. That old man was so serious, I couldn't even stand it. But he was good to me, teaching me many martial arts and giving me a lot of things. I just treat him like an elder." Yang Yu put on a self-deprecating face.

Tang Wei pointed at Yang Yu, not knowing what to say. If there was such an elder in the Tang Family, they could treat him like an ancestor, no, like a deity. She couldn't believe that Yang Yu called him an old man, showing no respect at all.

"Tang Wei, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yu was very puzzled. Did he exaggerate too much? If so, it would be a real embarrassment.

"How can your master have a disciple like you?" Tang Wei pointed at Yang Yu and said after a long pause.

"What do you mean? Is having a disciple like me bad? In the future, his old age and funeral will be entirely my responsibility, so in the end, he still benefits. Besides, I'm carrying on his sect. If it weren't for his good luck, where would he find a disciple as good as me?" Yang Yu continued to bluff.

"You're amazing, your master will eventually slap you to death." Tang Wei rolled her eyes at Yang Yu.

"Not at all. I call him old man, and he just smiles. Would he hit me because of a few words? What a joke. I don't think he has much of a temper. I can introduce him to you another day." Yang Yu shook his head and smiled, intentionally hinting that he and his non-existent master had a good relationship.

"You scoundrel, do you know respect for your teacher? By the way, what did you say? Introduce him to me another day?" Tang Wei was delighted.

Yang Yu, hearing Tang Wei's interest, immediately regretted it. If Tang Wei really wanted to meet, where would he find a master? So he quickly said, "But my master is elusive, and he is currently hiding from someone. I probably won't see him in the short term."

Tang Wei, hearing Yang Yu's words, nodded in understanding. "Alright, if there's a chance, I hope you can introduce me. You know my condition, besides the Shaolin Temple's Bone Washing Pill, only a Divine Rank or Saint Rank martial artist can help me."

"Bone Washing Pill?" Yang Yu was secretly delighted. He had that.

"The Bone Washing Pill can cleanse the meridians and marrow, but if I could also have a Meridian Expansion Pill, it would be even better." Tang Wei explained carefully. "The Bone Washing Pill can help me cultivate, but my meridians are quite fine. A Meridian Expansion Pill should expand my meridians several times, at which point I don't expect to become a cultivation genius, just to be on par with ordinary people."

"Ah, are these two pills hard to obtain?" Yang Yu asked.

"The Bone Washing Pill is only found in Shaolin, but it's unknown how many are left, and it might have already become extinct. The Meridian Expansion Pill is only found in a legendary sect, but it has been a long time since any of their disciples have appeared in the world."

"So you want a Saint Rank martial artist to cleanse your meridians and marrow?" Yang Yu asked directly.

"Yes, actually, a Divine Rank martial artist can do it, but it would consume a lot of energy and might even cause a drop in cultivation. But a Saint Rank martial artist has no problem."

"Alright, Tang Wei, if I help you, what will I get in return?" Yang Yu became sly.

"Help me, do you mean your master will take action, or the pills?" Tang Wei was delighted.

"You don't need to know that. Just tell me how you will repay me."

Tang Wei was a bit stunned. How to repay? The pills are priceless treasures. A Saint Rank martial artist taking action is like inviting a deity. What could she offer in return?