They all call me Great Master-Chapter 638 - 635: Testing!

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Under Lucius' watchful gaze, a 20ml test tube appeared out of nowhere in the hand of "Spirit Medium" South Los, containing a blue-green potion that shone with a luminous glow.

Of course, that was not the point.

The point was, as the stopper was pulled out and the potion poured onto his injured palm, the scarred flesh began to heal at a visible rate.

This, this...

What kind of power is this!

Amazement filled Lucius' heart.

The young Avenger had not witnessed such power for the first time.

He had seen it once in Yula.

In the "Inland River Cult," he had also seen it in that High Priest.

And this was the third time!

But no matter which time, they all shocked Lucius, and... ignited his desire.

Lucius craved this power.

Not just because it was formidable, but also because with this power, he could take his revenge.

He had sought such power before, but aside from the two known instances, he had found nothing.

Even the two known sources were fraught with danger.

Yula seemed very willing to teach him, but instinctively he felt danger, his body even resisted contact with Yula, and so far, he suspected Yula's purpose in approaching him was not simple.

As for the "Inland River Cult"?

He did not mind learning the power mastered by his enemies to take revenge, but he was well aware that hatred prevented him from facing the High Priest; he feared he would show a flaw.

Once a flaw was revealed, it would mean death.

Death was not something Lucius feared.

What he feared was not having his revenge.

And now!

Another opportunity had presented itself before him.

The young Avenger began to rapidly spin his thoughts.

Arthur had been quietly observing Lucius' expression all the while, noting the contemplation in his eyes. The young "Spirit Medium" chuckled and said, "It seems your guide, your teacher, did not inform you about potions. This is the 'Healing Potion' of the Talin Faction, a gift from a friend of mine, but its effects are really quite impressive."

With that, the young "Spirit Medium" motioned for Lucius to sit down before handing him a cup of orange tea.

"Try it, it's essential for sailing," Arthur said with a smile.

"Thank you," Lucius immediately nodded and expressed his gratitude, while his mind was racing even faster.

He wanted to learn this power.

But knowledge is expensive!

Lucius, whose parents were both tutors, knew all too well the high cost of knowledge—especially after his fruitless search and eighteen years of life without ever encountering such power. He understood just how precious the power he wished to learn truly was.

He could not afford the "tuition."

Beyond that, another concern troubled the young Avenger.

It was the calling from the dock just now—

The owner of the "God of the Inland River" was none other than "Spirit Medium" South Los!

And the "God of the Inland River" was the core of the "Inland River Cult"!

The person before him might also be an enemy!

This concern caused pain and struggle to surface in the eyes of the young Avenger.

Pain from his inadequacy.

Struggle over whether to compromise with Yula.

In Lucius' eyes, it seemed that besides Yula, he had no other options.

Arthur, who was sitting opposite and amusing Pendragon, was now quite certain that Lucius before him was a rookie among rookies.

Although somewhat talented in "Spirituality," he had never actually been in contact with the "Mystic Side."

However, what Arthur found curious was the unusual sensation when the other revealed his pain and struggle—the feeling of an increase in "Spirituality."

Very faint.

Very abnormal.

But exceptionally clear to Arthur's senses.

And this, to Arthur's surprise.

Arthur, no longer the rookie he once was, had a much deeper understanding of "Spirituality."

"Spirituality," this special talent, only exists in a very small portion of people.

Moreover, even among those with the talent, their "Spirituality" is initially constant and innate.

Simply put, the "Spirituality" of the talented is basically fixed and unchangeable before they experience a Bloodline Awakening, Talent Awakening, or a Ritual.

Why do I say basically?

Because there is an extremely special circumstance.

That is, when a person with the talent encounters a drastic change, with life becoming full of ups and downs, their "Spirituality" can also increase.

But such a case is very rare.

Moreover, Arthur did not believe that Lucius had just experienced that kind of drastic change in front of him—he hadn't killed the other's parents.

So...

'Some kind of ritual?'

Arthur guessed in his heart.

And this made Arthur even more interested.

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Towards unfamiliar knowledge, Arthur always maintained a reverence and was always full of curiosity.

'Yula, huh?

Truly unexpected!'

Previously, Arthur had doubted that the information regarding Yula had some inaccuracies.

And now?

Arthur wouldn't believe a single word of it anymore.

Obviously, the Yula in front of him and the Yula from the investigation were completely different.

Of course, Marinda couldn't be blamed.

Being able to gather that information in such a short amount of time was enough to show that the current Yula was well-prepared, just waiting for someone to investigate.

Therefore, that information was true.

To put it simply, there definitely exists a Yula exactly as described in the documentation.

But that is absolutely not the Yula in front of him.

'Marinda's investigation must have triggered the 'alarm' left by this Yula, right?

If that's the case...

Then I'll 'make up' for it.'

Thinking this, the smile on Arthur's face became even warmer.

He knew too little about this Yula.

He needed to truly understand the other party.

Or rather, Arthur wanted to probe into the other party's background.

Although up to now, "Death Intuition" had not flashed, Arthur still maintained the necessary caution.

The lion uses all its strength even to catch a rabbit!

This saying from his hometown, he kept it firmly in mind.

After all, he did not want to capsize in a gutter.

So, the next moment, Arthur looked at Lucius with a hint of pity in his eyes, and his voice was even softer—

"Lucius, have you encountered any trouble?

I can sense your confusion at the moment.

If you don't mind, I am willing to be your listener.

Of course, if it is some trouble, I can also help you solve it, but...

There will be a fee!"

Facing Arthur's inquiry, Lucius subconsciously prevaricated.

"It's nothing, I just..."

However, the words had only just left his mouth when the young Avenger suddenly stopped.

Because, the young Avenger suddenly realized that the 'Spirit Medium' of South Los seemed to be listening to something.

Then, under the gaze of the young Avenger, Arthur's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself—

"So that's how it is!"