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Lufan truly felt caught off guard this time. Initially, he had the confidence to ignore Elder in Black's words and kill Fourth Prince and others in front of everyone, largely because he relied on the support of Uncle Fu, a powerful expert. Now that Uncle Fu mentioned he might not be able to intervene, things were looking grim.
Had he been too presumptuous? Lufan thought to himself.
As for the Master, Lufan had never considered him an option, as he was well aware of the Master’s attitude towards him: any difficulties had to be solved by himself, with no interference.
Just like back then, aside from saving his life at the beginning and granting him access to the Library, the Master had not provided him with any further assistance. Lufan had to rely on his own efforts for both survival and living.
In the past, Lufan did not understand the Master's intentions and thought it was simply the Master's personality. It wasn't until after the journey through Ten Thousand Great Mountains that Lufan experienced explosive growth in his strength and realized how solidly the eight years of training had laid his foundation.
Similarly, this time, the Master would definitely not intervene.
However, this meant that Lufan's situation was perilous. Despite his recent surge in strength, he knew he still could not match a Martial Arts Master.
Was he now left to hope that the other party would retreat out of fear of the Master's reputation? Lufan pondered.
Although he was unclear about the extent of the Master's power or what remarkable feats he had accomplished, everyone he encountered who knew about the Master held him in great respect. It was evident that the Master held a very high status in the cultivation world.
Unfortunately, everyone who knew about the Master dared not speak freely about him, so all along, Lufan had no idea what the name "Master" truly represented.
But regardless, once the royal family of Silver Moon Kingdom became aware of the Master's existence, they probably wouldn't dare to send anyone over.
Uncle Fu had been observing Lufan's expression and seemed to see through his thoughts. He suddenly said, "If you are thinking that they will be wary of Master's presence, you can dismiss that idea. The Silver Moon Kingdom does not know about Master's presence in Qingyang City."
"Why is that?" Lufan asked in surprise. After all, even Duanmu Qing and others were aware of the Master's existence; it didn't make sense for them not to inform the official authorities of Silver Moon Kingdom.
"It is simply because Master seeks tranquility. As for the reasons behind it, you wouldn't understand if I told you. Just know that neither Silver Moon Kingdom nor even Silver Moon Sect can discover Master's whereabouts," said Uncle Fu.
Such a thing existed? Although puzzled, Lufan accepted that since Uncle Fu confirmed it, it must be true. However, this also indicated that someone from the Silver Moon Kingdom would definitely come over, likely a martial cultivator at the level of a Martial Arts Master!
It was clear that with all this chaos caused by Lufan, with the city lord killed and even a prince slaughtered, the royal family's prestige in the Silver Moon Kingdom had been severely undermined. They had essentially lost control over Qingyang City. If they did not want to lose this city entirely, they would have to send someone to re-establish their authority and rebuild the lord's mansion.
To restore royal authority would face a significant obstacle: Lufan. If they could not deal with or capture him, it would be very difficult for them to persuade nearly ten thousand loose cultivators to manage this city smoothly again.
Dealing with Lufan is not easy. After these past two days, it is likely that the strength Lufan displayed at the Lord's Mansion has already been grasped by the Silver Moon Kingdom. They should understand that to ensure they can suppress Lufan, they will need to deploy forces at the level of a Martial Arts Master or higher.
It seems this is unavoidable. Analyzing this situation, Lufan sighed and quickly reached a conclusion.
Although it appears that there must be a powerful figure behind Lufan, this mere speculation is clearly insufficient for the Silver Moon Kingdom to abandon Qingyang City, a significant city that produces a large quantity of herbs every year. Lufan would not risk his safety on such a possibility.
Does he really have to run away as Uncle Fu suggested? This thought arose in Lufan's mind.
This thought shook Lufan, followed by a wave of shame. Not long ago, he had confidently declared his intention to achieve Invincible Momentum, yet now, simply because of a guess, he was having thoughts of fleeing!
With such weak resolve, how could he possibly achieve Invincible Momentum? Lufan questioned himself internally.
It wasn't that he felt fleeing was shameful; rationally speaking, facing an unbeatable enemy and choosing to escape is a wise decision. Stubbornly fighting on would be foolish.
However, if he were to flee without even confirming the enemy's strength, it would be cowardly. Such behavior would undoubtedly deal a severe blow to his martial spirit, which Lufan could not accept.
Even if he had to run, he couldn't do so in disgrace! At the very least, he needed to put up a fight first! In that moment, Lufan made up his mind.
But how to fight this battle required careful planning. Lufan pondered thoughtfully.
Uncle Fu watched Lufan with great interest; he was eager to see what choice Lufan would make. A Martial Arts Master was not easy to deal with, and at least for now, Lufan did not possess that level of strength.
"Uncle Fu, how much stronger is a Martial Arts Master compared to a Sixth-Rank Martial Practitioner?" Lufan suddenly asked.
"What? Do you still want to fight a Martial Arts Master? I advise you to abandon that idea. Don't think that just because you've defeated a few Sixth Ranks, you have the strength to challenge a Master; that's delusional!
To be frank with you, if you were to fight a Master-level Martial Cultivator now, you wouldn't even be able to withstand one move. The only outcome would be your complete destruction!
There is no comparison between the two; the gap is even greater than that between First Rank and Sixth Rank. This is power from entirely different levels; you should understand this clearly by now."
"Is the gap really that vast? I once encountered a Martial Arts Master and didn't feel they were as strong as I imagined," Lufan said, referring to Madman Kong whom he met in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.
"You must be talking about Madman Kong from the Demon Sect, right? I know that little fellow. Based on what you've described, he was likely at a critical point in his breakthrough at that time. Ninety-nine percent of his strength was focused on preparing for the breakthrough; what he actually used against you was less than ten percent of his full power. So don't use that encounter to gauge the strength of a Martial Arts Master."
Lufan fell silent, realizing there was this additional layer of reason behind it. No wonder he always felt Madman Kong's strength did not match the status of a Martial Arts Master.
Although Uncle Fu informed him that the gap in strength between him and the Martial Arts Master was greater than he had imagined, this was not enough to deter Lufan. Since he had already made up his mind, he felt he had to give it a try.
"I know very well that I am no match for the Martial Arts Master right now, but you also understand my situation. If I don't even have the courage to face him, then when the next opportunity for a breakthrough comes, it might be my end."
Uncle Fu recalled what Master had once mentioned about Lufan's condition and fell silent.
"My path in martial arts will undoubtedly be one accompanied by death. No matter what I encounter, I can only face it head-on. Perhaps taking a step back would lead to my demise, so this time, I cannot escape!
Of course, I don't want to die either, so I would like to ask you for one thing, Uncle Fu."
"What is it?"
"If the Martial Arts Master really comes, I will go and fight him. Maybe just as you said, I won't even be able to withstand a single move. But let's take one move as an example: if I can take one strike from the Martial Arts Master without dying, I hope you can intervene to save my life. This shouldn't violate the rules of your Academy, right?"
Uncle Fu was taken aback; he didn't expect Lufan to make such a request. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If that's all it is, I can intervene. But you need to understand that battles are unpredictable. I might not be able to reach you in time; with just a slight miscalculation, your life could be at stake."
"I will do my best not to get killed too quickly," Lufan replied with a smile, revealing his white teeth.
Uncle Fu stood up from his recliner, brushed off his clothes, and said with an unusually serious expression, "Since you've made your decision, I won't stop you. However, it seems necessary for me to show you what true power of the Martial Arts Master really is!"
As he spoke, an intense aura suddenly surged from Uncle Fu!
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