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Chapter 195 - 195 195 The Authentic and Fake Secret Manuals!

195: Chapter 195: The Authentic and Fake Secret Manuals!

195: Chapter 195: The Authentic and Fake Secret Manuals!

Jia Ping’s words had barely fallen when the small warehouse door slowly opened, and a hunchbacked figure emerged amidst the scattered dust.

Seeing this person, Huang Anping was stunned.

“Mother!!!”

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

His mother had died five years ago.

How could it be…

Zhou Yu was also somewhat surprised.

This old woman looked frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her away, but her aura was extremely domineering.

This was a master!

Her cultivation had at least reached the peak of the Greater Innate Realm, or even…

While everyone was shocked, the old woman spoke.

Her voice was indifferent.

“Your Martial Hall is always shameless, bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

Do you really think my Bai Family is easy to bully?”

Jia Ping’s face changed.

“Madam Yuzhu?

You’re actually not dead?”

“This old lady not dying disappoints you?”

A flash of shock crossed Jia Ping’s eyes, and his expression became very complex.

In the end, he took a deep look at Madam Yuzhu.

“Sorry for disturbing Madam, we will leave now.”

Jia Ping immediately led his severely injured subordinates to leave.

“Hold on!”

“Jia Ping, my Huang Family may have declined, but we haven’t sunk so low as to be bullied by anyone.

If there is a next time, this old lady will settle new and old grudges together, even if it means risking this old life to drag down a few of your Martial Hall with me.”

Jia Ping’s face became extremely ugly.

He didn’t speak, but only snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Watching this scene, Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed.

It seemed, Madam Yuzhu and the Martial Hall had deep-seated grievances.

After the people from the Martial Hall left, Madam Yuzhu looked towards Zhou Yu.

“Young friend, I saw what you did, and I thank you for stepping in to help with righteousness!”

Zhou Yu spoke:

“Your Huang Family descendants have been troubling Old Li time and again.

Initially, I had no intention of saving them.”

“The only reason I acted was entirely out of respect for Old Li.”

Hearing these words, Madam Yuzhu turned her head to look at Huang Anping.

“Anping, you have disappointed me!”

“You don’t think about how to strengthen the Huang Family; instead, you go and trouble Divine Doctor Li.

Not to mention I’m not dead, even if I truly had died, how could you, as the head of a family, behave violently towards someone as revered and respected as Divine Doctor Li?”

Huang Anping looked bitter and knelt on the ground, crying out:

“Mother, I was wrong.”

“I didn’t know you were still alive.

I thought you had been killed by Li De’an’s treatment, so I impulsively sought revenge on him…”

“Enough, don’t speak any further.”

Madam Yuzhu said coldly.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu spoke:

“I shall not involve myself in your family affairs, farewell.”

After speaking, Zhou Yu intended to leave.

However, Madam Yuzhu spoke:

“Young friend, please wait a moment.”

“Hmm?

Is there something you need?” Zhou Yu asked.

“Young friend, there are some matters I would like to discuss with you.”

Zhou Yu hesitated for a moment but agreed nonetheless.

Madam Yuzhu led Zhou Yu to the lakeside.

“Young friend, that ancient tome taken by Jin Chung Hall, please hand it over to me.”

Zhou Yu’s brow furrowed.

This old woman had kept him behind just to get her hands on the secret manual?

Although it was property of the Huang Family, he had acquired it from Jin Chung Hall.

Even if this old woman wanted to reclaim it, shouldn’t she at least be polite?

Demand it outright?

Seeing the displeased look on Zhou Yu’s face, Madam Yuzhu quickly said:

“Please don’t misunderstand, young friend.”

“I can tell you definitively that this martial arts secret manual is a fake.”

“It was forged and left there to be taken by Jin Chung Hall.”

“If someone were to cultivate it, at best, their Dantian would be destroyed; at worst, they would suffer cultivation deviation and die from a burst body.”

Hearing this, Zhou Yu was shocked.

If what she said was true, then Madam Yuzhu truly was a ruthless figure, willing to sacrifice over half of her Huang Family members for the sake of deceiving Jin Chung Hall, including even her son.

Zhou Yu stared at Madam Yuzhu, judging the truthfulness of her words.

Madam Yuzhu was straightforward; she pulled out an old and tattered sheepskin scroll from her person and handed it to Zhou Yu.

“This is the genuine secret manual of the Eight Desolate Fist.”

“You can have a look and compare.”

The instant Zhou Yu accepted the sheepskin scroll, he had already made a judgment.

The feel of the sheepskin scroll indicated it was at least several hundreds of years old; the old man also had similar scrolls, which contained important cultivation techniques and pill prescriptions.

Zhou Yu did not open it to compare, but rather looked at Madam Yuzhu.

“Madam, to what end are you doing this?”

Madam Yuzhu offered a slight smile.

“The young friend saved my Huang Family, and this is to thank you.”

“Is that all?” Zhou Yu asked.

Madam Yuzhu continued:

“The old lady noticed earlier, you detoxifying and healing my son Anping.

I admire your medical skills.”

“If the young friend would also treat my injuries, I would be immensely grateful.”

“Of course, even if you can’t cure them, you are free to peruse this secret manual of the Eight Desolate Fist.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of astonishment flashed in Zhou Yu’s eyes.

For a moment, he saw the shadow of the old man in this elderly woman.

These aged folks were all masters of manipulating the human heart.

Madam Yuzhu claimed to give him the genuine manual as thanks for saving Huang Family members, but in truth, ultimately, she sought his help with treatment.

But this cunning old fox wouldn’t say it outright, instead preferring to beat around the bush to induce guilt, and thereby compel the offer of treatment.

Zhou Yu felt helpless inside, but what could he do?

He was truly interested in the Eight Desolate Fist.

“Madam is too kind.

I can examine you.”

A smile appeared on Madam Yuzhu’s withered face.

“Then I’ll trouble you, young friend.”

Zhou Yu put away the sheepskin scroll and said:

“Please have a seat, Madam.”