My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 442 - 0442: Unreliable Master

Chapter 442: Chapter 0442: Unreliable Master

"That’s not a problem, they all care about you and for the sake of your health, they definitely won’t disturb you easily,"

Mr. An nodded without hesitation; this wasn’t really a big matter.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Tang Ming nodded and then closed his eyes to focus on recovery; he was now somewhat afraid of seeing Liu Mengting and the others.

Subsequently, Mr. An arranged for Tang Ming, who was pretending to be asleep, to be moved to a special care ward and instructed that no one should disturb him.

Liu Mengting, Li Xiaoli, and Liu Gaoze had been waiting outside the emergency room, and although Liu Gaoze had told Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli to rest, the two women, worried about Tang Ming’s safety, really didn’t want to leave.

When Tang Ming was wheeled out of the emergency room and Mr. An personally announced that Tang Ming was alright, Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli both fainted simultaneously.

The two girls had been through so much hardship; they were truly exhausted.

Seeing Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli faint, Liu Gaoze quickly had someone take the two girls to a ward.

Mr. An personally diagnosed the two girls, saying they had fainted due to excessive fatigue and there was nothing seriously wrong.

Liu Gaoze finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, Mr. An conveyed Tang Ming’s words to Liu Gaoze, then went off to rest. After an all-night ordeal, the elder was also quite tired.

At this moment, Tang Ming didn’t want to see anyone, especially Liu Gaoze and Liu Mengting. Now that his cultivation was gone, he needed to seriously consider his future.

During this time in Songlan City, he had made quite a few friends, but had also offended many people. If it were during his peak, Tang Ming wouldn’t have needed to worry about these enemies’ threats.

But now, with his cultivation lost, he had to make long-term plans because once this news reached his enemies, it would surely bring about crazy retaliation.

By then, not only would Tang Ming not be able to protect himself, but he would also bring great trouble to the Liu family, so he had to plan things well before he could resume activities.

A day quickly passed by; Liu Mengting and Li Xiaoli woke up and immediately wanted to visit Tang Ming in the hospital, but Liu Gaoze stopped them.

Although Liu Gaoze didn’t know why Tang Ming didn’t want the two women to take care of him, he believed Tang Ming must have his own plans, so he did not let the two disturb Tang Ming.

The effects of the Tianxuan Nine Needles were indeed strong; twenty hours later, Tang Ming recovered as if nothing had happened.

However, only he and Mr. An knew that, although he looked fine on the outside, his cultivation was utterly gone. Now, he was at most a fairly formidable ordinary person; any Star Martial Artist could easily kill him.

After saying goodbye to Mr. An, Tang Ming drove to the Liu family. On the way, he used the cell phone given to him by Liu Gaoze to call the old man.

"You little rascal, you don’t even make a call for several months, how’s the marriage proceeding?"

As soon as the call connected, Tang Cha’s disgruntled voice was accompanied by the sound of mahjong tiles clashing.

"How do you know it’s me?"

Tang Ming was a bit bewildered by the old man’s voice.

"Nonsense, I’m the only one who knows this number," Tang Cha said nonchalantly.

"Master, I’m ruined."

While driving, Tang Ming said with a pained expression.

"What do you mean? Is the girl I found for you that fierce? She’s drained you dry in just a few months?"

Tang Cha asked, puzzled.

Hearing this, Tang Ming felt a headache coming on and said through gritted teeth:

"Not that kind of ruined. My cultivation is gone."

"Cultivation... self-draw, I won, clear, clean hand, pay up," Tang Cha suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Old man, someone has ruined my cultivation, can you take it seriously?"

Tang Ming couldn’t bear it any longer as he roared. He had lost his cultivation, and it stressed him so much he felt his hair might turn white soon, yet that old guy was still messing around in the village’s small shop, squandering money. Could he focus on something serious for once?

"I’m making money, not wasting time chatting. Besides, so what if it’s ruined? It’s not like it hasn’t happened before!"

Tang Cha casually responded and then curiously asked, "Tell me! How did you lose your cultivation?"

"There’s a problem with my meridians," Tang Ming sighed helplessly.

"Oh, meridians, eh? Just a minor problem! The medical skills I taught you are enough to fix the meridians. How could this stump you?"

Tang Cha said nonchalantly.

"It’s not about damaged meridians, my meridians are completely gone. I’m just an ordinary person now."

Tang Ming explained patiently.

"Gone? That’s great, I’ve never treated a martial artist with no meridians before!" Tang Cha suddenly sounded excited.

"If that’s the case, you should come back for refuge. I bet you haven’t been staying out of trouble outside. Now that your cultivation is gone, don’t get killed."

"Alright, that’s what I was thinking. I’ll head back as soon as I get everything sorted out."

Tang Ming nodded silently, that was exactly his intention, he just wanted to give the old man a heads-up beforehand.

"Don’t forget to bring me some local specialties. I was still waiting for you to invite me over to enjoy the good life, yet you ended up in such a miserable state, truly embarrassing for me!"

Tang Cha complained unhappily.

"I... do you have a way to restore my cultivation?"

Tang Ming, already used to the old man’s frivolity, asked hopefully.

"That depends on your specific situation. If it were merely a severance of meridians, I would be confident in restoring them. But now that your meridians are gone, I’m not sure how to handle it, we’ll need to take a closer look."

Tang Cha honestly responded, then said with a smile, "However, restoring you is not impossible."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Tang Ming immediately brightened and excitedly asked,

"So how can I restore my cultivation?"

"Start from scratch! Your meridians weren’t innate; they were cultivated later on. Now that the meridians are gone, if you cultivate again, you’ll eventually recover."

Tang Cha asserted confidently.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming almost smashed his phone. It had taken him eighteen years to reach his current level of cultivation; redoing it would mean another eighteen years!

"Master, stop joking. If it’s really as you say, how long would it take for me to recover?"

By now, Tang Ming was almost crying.

"I need to calculate that." After hesitating for a while, Tang Cha said assuredly:

"You’ve already passed your prime martial arts training age. Your bones and body have matured and can’t expand the meridians like when you were younger. If you start from scratch, you should be able to recover your previous strength by the time I die."

"Damn it!"

Tang Ming blurted out a curse.

Given the old man’s robust health, he could easily live another three or four decades. Did that mean he would have to wait until he was in his fifties or sixties to regain his cultivation?

"Don’t rush to get upset. If starting from scratch doesn’t work, you can think of other methods. After all, you practice Poison Skill, and consuming a large amount of poison might help you."

Upon hearing Tang Ming swear, Tang Cha quickly added, "Or, you could consider practicing external martial arts. I’ve heard of a style called ’Iron Crotch’, which might be worth considering."