However, Golden Buddha absolutely didn't believe it.

Yang Fei's martial arts could develop so rapidly in this short period of three months, enough to defeat himself.

The strength of every martial arts master.

Comes from years of continuous cultivation of essence, accumulation of qi-blood.

Through prolonged comprehension, gaining the power of the subconscious.

A common youth, having a fortuitous encounter, suddenly becomes an unparalleled master.

Such absurd legends.

Only exist in the fabrications of novelists, or the wild inventions of movies and television.

They absolutely couldn't be real.

Xue Mingtai used this method as a mediation.

He simply wanted to preserve Yang Fei's life.

Then gracefully exit the underworld.

Upon understanding this point, Golden Buddha laughed loudly.

He gave a cupped fist salute to Xue Mingtai, "Then I shall await the good news from Young Master Ming Tai."

Xue Mingtai nodded.

"Since Buddha Lord has agreed, then I have a condition."

"During these three months, I hope Buddha Lord will not overstep the boundaries and trouble Yang Fei."

"Otherwise, it would mean you do not take me, Xue Mingtai, seriously."

Golden Buddha knew Xue Mingtai was partial to Yang Fei.

He snorted coldly, "Relax, I, Golden Buddha, keep my word. We'll meet in three months' time."

With a wave of his sleeve, he left the area.

Xue Mingtai didn't leave, standing on the hillside, looking indifferently at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei met Xue Mingtai's gaze and gave a wry smile.

"Brother Mingtai, why are you helping me?"

Xue Mingtai didn't respond to Yang Fei's question.

He spoke indifferently, "With your current realm, if you can't break through to the Energy Transformation Realm, a battle against Golden Buddha would undoubtedly end in defeat."

Yang Fei nodded.

He helplessly sighed.

"I agree with your view, but the path of martial studies can only progress step by step, what can I possibly do?"

Xue Mingtai shook his head.

He said gently, "That may not be the case. Have you ever heard of Stealing the Heavenly Machine?"

Yang Fei looked up blankly, "Of course, I've heard of it."

"It is said that ten years ago, an ultimate master used great perseverance and determination to challenge the peak of Mount Everest without any climbing gear or supplies."

"He conquered Mount Everest's peak to challenge himself and ultimately achieved Core Formation to Divine Communication. Are you suggesting I follow in the footsteps of this revered individual?"

Xue Mingtai seemed to want to laugh but restrained himself.

He said softly, "Exactly, to aim to surpass the highest peak and look down upon all the lesser peaks."

"A trip to Mount Everest might just allow you to break through yourself, to break through to Energy Transformation."

"By then, Golden Buddha would be of little concern."

Yang Fei hesitated.

"But, if I go, what about the safety of everyone at Lanting Hotel..."

"You just go, don't worry about the rest,"

Xue Mingtai cut off Yang Fei's words and said indifferently.

"Does this mean, you're willing to protect them for me?"

Yang Fei was instantly filled with surprise and delight.

Xue Mingtai's kung fu, although Yang Fei had never seen him in action, was certainly deserving of the term "unfathomably deep."

If he was willing to protect the people from Lanting Hotel,

And with Mad Blade and Fan Yi coordinating, the safety of everyone from Lanting Hotel was completely assured.

"You go ahead, I was planning to stay in Yannan for a few days anyway, and I will take care of affairs at home,"

Xue Mingtai finished speaking and walked down from the hillside.

He took out a parchment paper bag from his chest and handed it to Yang Fei.

"This is one of the Nine Extremes, Elephant Extreme."

"You have already mastered Extreme Tiger and Turtle Extreme, if you can master Elephant Extreme, your body will possess the Dragon Elephant Great Strength."

"And defeating Golden Buddha will be more promising."

Yang Fei looked at Xue Mingtai in astonishment, "How did you know about the Nine Extremes?"

Xue Mingtai sighed.

"Who among the parliamentarians of the Dragon Chant Temple wouldn't know about Nine Extremes?"

"This Elephant Extreme Secret Manual was entrusted to my mother for safekeeping back then."

"I've always wanted to practice it, but sadly, I've never been able to master it. Now, I'm passing it on to you in the hope that you can achieve something."

Yang Fei was even more surprised. "Your mother used to be a parliamentarian of the Dragon Chant Temple?"

"Where is my aunt? May I meet her?"

Xue Mingtai looked deeply into Yang Fei's eyes and after a long while, he sighed heavily.

He shook his head, appearing dejected and lost.

"You really can't remember anything at all. Talking about this now is more harmful than helpful to you."

"You should focus on training in Martial Arts. Once you truly possess great strength, all the truths will naturally become clear."

As he spoke, he stuffed the old leather paper bag into Yang Fei's hands.

Then, Xue Mingtai and Uncle Yu drifted away together.

Yang Fei blankly watched Xue Mingtai's leaving figure, casually tucking the leather paper bag into his bosom.

"Instructor, how are you doing?"

"Brother Fei, you're not hurt, are you?"

...

Just after Xue Mingtai had left, Mad Blade, Fan Yi, Li Shun, and others had also all hurriedly followed.

As soon as everyone saw that Yang Fei was unharmed, they all sighed with relief.

Yang Fei gave a wry smile.

"I'm fine now, but in three months, there will be bigger trouble."

After saying this, he repeated the story of his three-month arena appointment with Golden Buddha.

Everyone felt as though a bucket of ice water had been poured over them from head to toe, their hearts turning ice cold.

In the Underground World of Shan Province, Golden Buddha was the number one Martial Arts Master.

No matter how arrogant a person was, they wouldn't dare to challenge Golden Buddha.

Yet now, Yang Fei had accepted Golden Buddha's arena challenge in one breath.

This was practically suicidal!

Yang Fei, looking at the despondent faces of his friends, laughed at himself mockingly.

"Don't lose heart, everyone. Golden Buddha is human, not a god."

"No matter how formidable he is, we have ways to deal with him."

Mad Blade and Fan Yi were the first to applaud this.

Mad Blade said, "Strategically, belittle the enemy, but tactically, take them seriously. That's the magical treasure of combat from our Great Ancestor."

"Instructor, in three months, I want to see you flip that old coot over."

Mad Blade had not witnessed Golden Buddha's imposing aura in person, but Fan Yi had truly experienced it.

He looked worried and shook his head.

"The Great Ancestor also said we must be realistic. Instructor, with our current strength, it is indeed difficult to fight against Golden Buddha."

Yang Fei nodded and said, "That's why, within these three months, I need to develop a Divine Skill to specifically deal with that old tortoise, Golden Buddha."

The others looked at him, serious and earnest, and couldn't help but be curious.

Fan Yi asked, "What kind of Kung Fu?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily.

"'Running for dear life', 'throwing in the towel', 'raising hands to surrender', 'kowtowing devoutly', aren't these brilliant strategies?"

Mad Blade quickly caught on.

"Pah, that's called being shameless. I refuse to believe that's your style."

The others were all amused by Yang Fei's joke.

Li Shun and Yi Long secretly admired him.

Yang Fei had arranged a life-and-death match with Golden Buddha and could still joke so freely about it.

Such magnanimity and demeanor truly commanded respect.

That evening, Yang Fei told the women Lin Xueyi, Su Yinxue, and the others that he wanted to take a break and get some fresh air.

All four women immediately objected.

Lin Xueyi instinctively wanted to follow Yang Fei wherever he went.

Zhang Lifang, thinking of the prospect of being all alone, was even less happy.

Su Yinxue used the busy schedule of the Lanting Hotel as an excuse to prevent Yang Fei from taking time off.

Xiao Xuanya, however, looked at Yang Fei thoughtfully and didn't speak.

Yang Fei wheedled and cajoled, rolling on the floor and arguing shamelessly.

Only then did the four women come to a unanimous decision.

They allowed Yang Fei to leave, but his phone had to be available at all times for the four to check in whenever they wished.

The next morning, Yang Fei, in military green attire, packed a simple backpack and thus departed.

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