Yang Fei chuckled inwardly while maintaining a worried expression on his face.

The old man choked for a moment, then stretched out his hand excessively long, "Bring over the USB drive, I ain't dying yet."

Seeing the old man's anxious demeanour, Yang Fei was inwardly overjoyed, "No way, I must take responsibility for my master's health."

"Don't worry, after you pass away, I'll cremate the USB drive at your grave."

"Damn it, you're purposely teasing me, aren't you?"

The old man suddenly sat up straight, cursing and swearing.

Just then, a waiter with a twisted neck walked in through the door.

He wore a mournful expression, "Elder, the sacrificial candles and paper effigies you ordered have arrived, should I bring them in right away?"

"No, get out!"

The old man was in the middle of his tantrum, jumping out of bed and kicking the oil lamp around in a fit of anger.

The waiter's head shrank back as he left the room, and silence fell outside.

Yang Fei smiled slightly and pulled out a USB drive from his bosom, handing it over to the old man.

He sighed helplessly, "Master, you always like to play these mysterious tricks; with your Martial Arts Realm, even if you wanted to die, Lord Yama probably wouldn't dare to take you."

The old man snatched the USB drive from Yang Fei's hand, shaking his head repeatedly, "Not fun, kid, you're getting harder and harder to fool."

Yang Fei looked at his ridiculous master with a mix of laughter and tears.

More than ten minutes later, Yang Fei brought Old Silver Stick to an elegant private room.

Two voluptuous massage beauties began to limber up the master and disciple.

"Mmm, that's comfortable..."

Old Silver Stick, with his teeth gritted and whimpering from the skilled touch of the beauties, was in bliss.

"Master, you must stay for a good while this time, let me keep you company."

Yang Fei said with emotion.

Although Old Silver Stick was lecherous and frivolous, he was the only family Yang Fei had in his heart.

"Damn it, I don't need your company unless you're a beauty."

"You think I want to see you, you little bastard? Every time I try to show off in front of you, it fails miserably, damn it."

Old Silver Stick grumbled, but his face beamed with delight, appearing to enjoy the massage from the beauties.

"So, what brought you here this time, Master?"

Yang Fei was curious.

He knew the temperament of Old Silver Stick; if it wasn't something important, he wouldn't have bothered coming all this way.

"Hmm, how is your Tiger Extreme coming along?"

Ignoring Yang Fei's question, Old Silver Stick asked earnestly.

Yang Fei detailed his training progress to his master, including the sudden increase in speed after mastering Tiger Pounce, he gave it all away.

Old Silver Stick was astonished and clicked his tongue in praise, "Damn, truly befitting of my disciple, such a fine talent, indeed a beautiful jade."

"Heh, but also thanks to my excellent guidance, that you've reached the Tiger Extreme Second Layer so quickly."

"Of course, Master is wise and has an excellent teaching method."

Yang Fei naturally lavished Old Silver Stick with flattery.

Old Silver Stick chuckled, his eyes brimming with ill-intent mischief.

"Yang Fei, have you ever thought about what you were like before you turned eighteen?"

"Before I was eighteen..."

A jolt shot through Yang Fei's heart.

Before he turned eighteen, his memory was always a blank slate, as if he was born already eighteen years old.

All the vivid memories he had began on the day of his eighteenth birthday.

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No one, of course, could be born already eighteen years old.

The blank space in one's memories before that time must be either due to amnesia or forcibly erased by someone.

Whenever Yang Fei thought about his blank memories before the age of eighteen, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

"I don't know, does master you know about my past..."

Yang Fei looked at Old Silver Stick in astonishment, his mind full of doubts.

Shou Jing Gong said indifferently, "Of course I know, but telling you now wouldn't do you any good."

"When you truly achieve Martial Arts Mastery one day, your memories will return, and then, you will understand everything."

"But I want to know..."

Yang Fei's face was filled with the expression of pain.

He hadn't finished speaking when Shou Jing Gong interrupted him, "There are no 'buts'; the memories before your eighteenth year hold a shocking secret, even I don't know what you experienced."

"Only when you achieve Martial Arts Mastery and wisdom will you recall everything."

"But the path of Martial Arts is long, what does Great Achievement mean? Moreover, after practicing Extreme Tiger, my realm fell, now I am only at Mingjin Earth Grade."

Mentioning martial arts cultivation made Yang Fei's spirits drop.

"Hmph, what do you know, the wonderful aspect of this Cultivation Technique is only beginning to show."

Shou Jing Gong said this as he waved his hand, signaling the two massage maidens to leave the room.

He took out a parchment from his clothes and handed the parchment bag straight to Yang Fei.

He spoke lightly, "I need to go abroad to take care of some matters in a few days, and you might not be able to find me for a while."

"Your Extreme Tiger has already made a breakthrough to the Tiger Thorn's Second Layer, so you must be extremely careful when practicing during this period. One moment of inattention and you could Deviate."

"What, Deviation?"

Yang Fei was startled.

To ordinary people, Deviation might not seem to mean much.

But for martial artists, especially masters of Internal Sect Boxing, it is incredibly terrifying.

Once one Deviates, their Essence Qi scatters chaotically, and their Xueqi boils.

At the very least one might suffer a stroke and fall into a coma, and in the worst case, it could mean instant death.

Shou Jing Gong snorted again and said indifferently, "There's nothing strange about that, the Cultivation Technique you are practicing is originally..."

At this point, Shou Jing Gong seemed to be hiding something and coughed lightly twice.

"What I mean is, if you notice something wrong while practicing, immediately open this parchment bag. There's a solution inside, did you get that?"

"Mm, I understand."

Yang Fei felt somewhat reassured hearing that Shou Jing Gong had already made arrangements, nodded in agreement, and reached for the parchment bag.

Shou Jing Gong moved his hand slightly, and Yang Fei didn't get the bag.

He couldn't help but look at Shou Jing Gong in confusion, "Master, what's wrong?"

Shou Jing Gong's usually cunning face showed an unusually grave expression, "Remember, do not open this bag unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Otherwise, it could harm rather than benefit you, understood?"

Seeing his master's serious expression, Yang Fei nodded.

Although he was often reckless, when it came to martial arts cultivation, he always followed his master's orders and did not dare to act rashly.

Yang Fei received the parchment bag from Shou Jing Gong with respect and set it aside.

He couldn't contain his curiosity, "Master, what was I like before I was eighteen? How come I don't have any impression at all?"

"Hmm, it relates to a significant secret, I am not very clear about it either."

"This Cultivation Technique is of major importance, since you've consumed Tiger Amber and successfully broken through to the Tiger Extreme Second Layer, just keep on training."

"Maybe you will provide a glimmer of hope for us all..."

As Shou Jing Gong spoke the last sentence, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, looking at Yang Fei with a face full of terror.

A Divine Light flashed through Yang Fei's mind, "What glimmer of hope?"

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