Invincible Martial King

While the servants were chatting, no one noticed that two figures were standing not far away. One of them had a relatively plump body. It was the fatty, Wang Hao. As for the other person, his face was smooth and fair, and his gaze was filled with vigor. It was none other than Lu Chen.    

    

"What exactly happened to the Lu Family?" Lu Chen's eyes were sharp as he strode forward. Wang Hao sensed Lu Chen's mood and silently followed behind him.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

"Why are you standing there sneakily?" Seeing Lu Chen and Wang Hao, the servant named Little Zhao stopped them and asked with a frown.    

    

"If you want to leave my Lu Family, then quickly scram." Lu Chen glanced at him. His eyes were very cold. He listened to every single word of the conversation between them.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

"Pah!"    

    

Lu Chen slapped him hard. The servant named Little Zhao flew back 20 to 30 feet before he could even react. He landed heavily on the ground and cried out in pain.    

    

This was the result of Lu Chen being merciful. Otherwise, with just a casual slap, he would have shattered a rock.    

    

"He hit someone!"    

    

"Quick, two people..."    

    

Hearing Little Zhao's shout, the rest of the servants rushed over.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

"You actually dare to injure one of our Lu Family members?" The older servant asked loudly. He had an unfriendly expression and was about to sweep the broom in his hand towards Lu Chen.    

    

"Stop!"    

    

"Young Master, is that you?" Suddenly, the old servant on the side became excited and asked Lu Chen in a soft voice.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

"My name is Han City and I joined the Lu Family more than half a year ago. At that time, I was fortunate enough to meet young master." The old servant quickly replied with a respectful expression, causing the other servants to be dumbstruck.    

    

"What?"    

    

"He's the Young Master of Lu Family?"    

    

"The genius disciple who joined the Blue Cloud Sect!" The young servant who was still lying on the ground moaning in pain was completely dumbfounded. He was so scared that cold sweat broke out from his head to his feet!    

    

"Is my father at home?" Lu Chen frowned and could not help but ask.    

    

"The Patriarch is naturally in the manor, but …" The old servant hesitated for a moment and didn't continue.    

    

"Take me to see Uncle Fu." Lu Chen instructed.    

    

"Young Master, please follow me."    

    

Under the lead of the old servant, Lu Chen finally saw Uncle Fu after more than half a year. However, at this moment, Lu Chen's heart suddenly surged with a wave of fury that was burning fiercely.    

    

"Who did it?"    

    

"Young Master, why are you back?" Uncle Fu was still as kind and amiable as before. The moment he saw Lu Chen, his originally cloudy eyes lit up.    

    

"Uncle Fu, who did it?"    

    

"Who chopped off your right hand!" Uncle Fu had followed his parents for dozens of years already. Back when he was still in Lu Family, he took care of Uncle Fu a lot, so other than his parents, he was the closest person to Lu Chen.    

    

But now it was such an amiable old man, and his right arm was missing! It meant that his strength would drop by a lot. Furthermore, Lu Chen could feel that there seemed to be a very obvious destructive energy in Uncle Fu's body, which was extinguishing the vitality in his body. The old man's face was pale white.    

    

"Young Master, I'm fine."    

    

"However, my cultivation technique went berserk, so if I don't pay attention, I'll cripple my right hand." Uncle Fu looked at his empty sleeves and revealed a kind smile.    

    

"Qi deviation?"    

    

"Uncle Fu, I'm not a three year old child. How could I not see through it?" Lu Chen frowned. From the looks of it, Uncle Fu did not want to speak the truth. He took a step forward and before the former could react, his finger landed on Uncle Fu's chest. The powerful energy entered Uncle Fu's body and completely disappeared the destructive force that was hiding deep within him.    

    

"Pfft!"    

    

Uncle Fu spat out a mouthful of black blood. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he asked with a trembling voice, "Young Master, what level have you reached?"    

    

"I can't even force out this destructive energy, and you actually managed to solve it in a single move!"    

    

Uncle Fu could not calm his heart at all. He had been unable to deal with the destructive energy in his body for the past two days, whether it was consuming spiritual herbs or using soul power, but Lu Chen had only lightly pointed down and solved his injury. What level of strength had he reached?    

    

It had only been half a year since they last met, but this young master seemed to have become different.    

    

"Uncle Fu, Lu Chen is currently an innate Martial Master Stage, moreover, the strongest person in the younger generation of Blue Cloud Sect." Wang Hao chuckled and reminded Uncle Fu.    

    

"The strongest person in the Blue Cloud Sect generation?" The Blue Cloud Sect occupied the northwest region, covering an area of over a thousand kilometers, and there were over ten thousand disciples in the sect. Lu Chen was actually able to become the most outstanding disciple among them in the short span of half a year, it was simply too inconceivable.    

    

"Uncle Fu, tell me what happened."    

    

"Who exactly broke your right hand? What about my parents? " Lu Chen did not deny it and continued asking with concern. He suppressed the anger in his heart and knew that anger could not solve any problems at this time. Most importantly, what was the situation with his parents?    

    

Hearing Lu Chen's anxious tone, Uncle Fu couldn't help but sigh and say in a deep voice, "Young Master, follow me."    

    

Under Uncle Fu's lead, Lu Chen and Wang Hao walked around the main hall and arrived outside a room. The surroundings were filled with the strong smell of herbal medicine and several servants were brewing soup outside.    

    

"The Patriarch is recuperating inside." Uncle Fu pondered for a moment and reminded.    

    

"Uncle Fu, who is it?"    

    

"Cough cough …"    

    

Before Uncle Fu could reply, a series of coughing sounds came from the depths of the room. That familiar sound made Lu Chen raise his eyebrows, he walked in quickly, Liu Tie followed him with a sigh, and Wang Hao didn't even stop his steps.    

    

The smell of the herbs in the room was even stronger, so much so that it could be described as pungent. A tall figure sat by the bedside, and the table in front of him was filled with bottles of soup.    

    

"Uncle Fu …" Lu Zhentian heard Uncle Fu's voice shouting again, but he didn't hear any movement. Just as he was about to get up, he saw a figure walking in from outside.    

    

"Dad, I'm back."    

    

Suddenly, before Lu Zhentian could react, a voice rang out, causing his body to tremble violently. He slowly raised his head and met Lu Chen's anxious gaze.