My Co-renting Lady Boss

"Why? Just because you’re already past your peak phase, it seems you don’t have the right to say such words. If you keep fighting, you’ll undoubtedly die."

Li Miaokong sneered disdainfully.

"What is there to fear about death?"

Yun Potian smiled indifferently, suddenly widening his eyes: "Orochi Technique, Second Layer Open!"

"No!"

Tang Ming shouted in terror upon seeing this scene, but it was a step too late.

"Buzz!"

Centered on Yun Potian’s body, a ripple of energy swept outwards, and his aura surged again, multiplying four times the usual cultivation. However, by now his muscles had already burst through his clothes, veins bulging fiercely on his face and body, making him look extremely menacing.

"How is he still able to increase his power, what kind of martial arts is this?"

Seeing this, Li Miaokong was dumbstruck. He had already played all his cards to contend with Yun Potian earlier, but now with Yun Potian’s cultivation surging once more, he was utterly helpless.

"Orochi Technique, Third Layer, Open!"

Just as Tang Ming was overwhelmed with grief, and Li Miaokong terrified beyond measure, Yun Potian roared once more, and his aura surged again.

This time, Yun Potian’s hair turned from white back to black, his figure grew handsome once more, but a layer of black-red energy, much like flames, began to spread over his skin, burning his body madly.

"Eighty times increase!"

This time Li Miaokong was dumbstruck, stammering as he looked at Yun Potian whose mere presence suppressed him, making it hard to breathe, it was terrifying.

"It’s over, it’s over, Master!"

Seeing this, Tang Ming collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down as Yun Potian opened the second layer, he could no longer stop it. Now as the third layer opened, even if Yun Potian didn’t die, he would be gravely injured or even disabled for life.

"Li Miaokong, prepare to die!"

Yun Potian shouted angrily, and his body vanished, the original spot erupting like a bomb, raising a whirlwind of earth and stone.

"No, I... ah!"

Just as Li Miaokong opened his mouth, a sharp pain tore through his chest, and he was uncontrollably flung into the air, spitting blood furiously.

Yun Potian hurled Li Miaokong with instantaneous movement, and as soon as he reappeared, he roared: "Orochi Technique, Fourth Layer Open!"

As the words fell, Yun Potian transformed into a black streak of light soaring into the sky, appearing in mid-air and landing a kick on Li Miaokong, followed by countless phantasms launching a frenzy of attacks around him.

Li Miaokong could only emit various pitiful screams; this time Yun Potian did not use his Huaxia Secret Technique but relied solely on his strength and speed, pummeling Li Miaokong with fists and kicks, finally unleashing the frustration and hatred of all these years.

"Sworn brother, spare my life!"

Having completely lost his ability to resist, Li Miaokong begged through gritted teeth.

"In my lifetime, I, Yun Potian, had only one love, only one brother, yet you both betrayed me, schemed against me, how could I spare you?"

Yun Potian’s hoarse voice sounded, his attacks even faster and harder.

He didn’t know how long it went on, but Yun Potian landed on the ground, standing with hands clasped behind, a pile of broken flesh falling behind him, Li Miaokong beaten to such an extent that not a bone was left intact.

"Puh puh puh puh puh!"

As the battle ended, Yun Potian’s entire body erupted in a mist of blood, instantly turning into a bloodied figure, collapsing to the ground.

"Master!"

Tang Ming, his eyes wide with rage, dashed towards Yun Potian, supporting him as tears flowed: "Why did you have to do this? Why?"

"Cough cough cough! My long-held wish is fulfilled, I can die without regret!"

Yun Potian, his face full of blood, managed a bitter smile.

"No, I won’t let you die, I’ll heal your injuries, you’ll be alright."

Tang Ming frantically channeled True Qi into Yun Potian’s body, hoping to save him with his medical skill.

"It’s, it’s useless!"

Yun Potian weakly stopped Tang Ming: "The Orochi Technique is too tyrannical. When I used the first layer, my body could resist the damage. But using the second layer leaves me crippled, with the third layer my meridians snapped, and now using the fourth layer, not even a deity could save me."

"Why did you do this? I could have killed that Li Miaokong, you didn’t have to do this."

Tang Ming could also feel Yun Potian’s meridians breaking, all muscles ruptured, life force slipping away irretrievably.

"It’s precisely to prevent you from saving me, to kill that villain Li Miaokong, I, as your teacher, have no regrets."

Yun Potian laughed miserably: "Disciple! What kind of hero was I, Yun Potian, only to be betrayed by my most beloved woman and brother, who even conspired together! Where is the face for me to live in this world?"

"They deserve to die, but you..."

"Don’t say more, my time is short! Initially, when this pair of siblings betrayed me, I wished to end it all, but knowing they were living freely, I was unwilling!"

Yun Potian cut off Tang Ming, continuing on his own accord: "That’s why, despite my crippled legs, I lingered in the hospital, living on for revenge!

Also, the Huaxia Secret Technique must not be lost, I wanted to find a direct disciple. Even with my legs crippled, if I could pass on the Huaxia Secret Technique and meticulously teach, my disciple could avenge me."

"I can, I can do it."

Tang Ming nodded vigorously.

"What a pity! I first encountered Sun Zhuangjia, that waste, his talent was too poor, utterly unable to handle the Huaxia Secret Technique, even if I taught him, he wouldn’t comprehend a tenth in his lifetime. Just when I thought there was no hope, you appeared."

Yun Potian tightly gripped Tang Ming’s sleeve: "Your talent is astounding, your fortune miraculous, not only inheriting the Huaxia Secret Technique but also healing my legs. This is my fortune. I can finally take revenge with my own hands."

"Master..."

Tang Ming could only cry and cry, facing such a Yun Potian he didn’t know what to say.

"Disciple! Your master should have been dead long ago, I lingered in this world for revenge, and for the legacy. Later I met the grandmaster, and that became another concern for me."

Yun Potian continued recounting, lamenting with a bitter smile: "I originally planned to unleash the Orochi Technique when various forces besieged the Heavenly Martial Poison Sect, clearing all obstacles for you. Even if I died in battle, I could cause them significant losses. Who would have thought this beast Li Miaokong came to find me first, and... After this, you can only rely on yourself."

"I understand."

Tang Ming nodded through gritted teeth.

"Huff, just listen to me, have Li Xiaoli stay with Mu Zixin, then I will have no regrets as a teacher."

Yun Potian took a deep breath, biting out his last words, and then fell silent.