All Chapters of AN UNDERSTATED POWER: Chapter 71
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Sensing Max’s presence, the old man slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was sharp yet filled with wisdom. He immediately stood up and bowed respectfully before Max."Welcome, Young Master," he said in a deep, calm voice.Max returned the gesture with a slight bow, showing his respect to the figure before him.The man was Saheel, an 80-year-old hermit and the disciple of Max’s late mentor. His face was lined with deep wrinkles, yet his eyes still held sharpness and vigilance.Saheel looked at Max with confidence. "I knew that one day you would come to see me, and today proves it." A faint smile appeared on his face. "In fact, I could sense your presence hours ago."Max nodded slightly, not particularly surprised by the statement. "That doesn’t matter. I wasn’t expecting a grand welcome. I came here to see you and ask for your help."Saheel raised an eyebrow. "Help?"Max took a deep breath before speaking again, his voice quieter but firm. "I need your help to heal my mother. The illness s
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Max sat cross-legged on the cold stone surface, his eyes closed, breathing slowly as Saheel had taught him.Saheel stood before Max, gazing at him with a calm expression. "Now, you will enter your subconscious. There, you will meet someone who has been waiting for you for a long time. Prepare yourself..."Without waiting for permission, Saheel placed two fingers on Max’s forehead.In an instant, the world around Max spun rapidly, his body feeling weightless before sinking into darkness.Yet, within that darkness, a dim light appeared, and suddenly, Max found himself standing in the middle of a vast field, shrouded in thick mist."You’ve finally come, boy." The deep voice echoed around Max.From within the mist, a man with long white hair and a flowing robe slowly stepped forward. His sharp gaze was like that of an eagle, and his body radiated a powerful, oppressive aura."Mentor..." Max furrowed his brows, his heart trembling. It was his late mentor, the man who had taught him the fun
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After completing his martial arts training, Max stood with heavy breaths, sweat soaking his body. Yet, he knew this journey was far from over. Saheel gazed at him with wisdom in his eyes. "Now, it is time for you to master the second power," Saheel said. "The ability to heal." Max raised an eyebrow, still not entirely convinced that he possessed such an ability. But he remained silent, waiting for further instructions. "The first step," Saheel continued, "is to channel the energy of life into a living being. Touch this plant." Saheel pointed to a withered plant in the corner of the room. Its leaves had turned yellow, and its stem was nearly broken. Max stepped forward and crouched down, hesitantly placing his hand on one of the leaves. "Focus," Saheel whispered. "Feel your energy flow. Imagine life coursing through your body and into the plant." Max took a deep breath, trying to sense something. Several seconds passed, and nothing happened. He frowned. "This is ridicu
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Three Days After Max’s Departure from Morow State…Morow State, which had begun to recover, was once again gripped by fear.Within two days, a series of brutal attacks shook the city. Explosions rocked churches, causing widespread panic and outrage. Not only that, but a recreational park filled with families suddenly turned into a sea of fire due to an unexpected bomb attack.However, the terror did not stop there. Ruthless gangs roamed the streets, committing muggings, robberies, and acts of violence without anyone able to stop them. The police were overwhelmed by the highly organized and brutal attacks. Citizens who once felt safe were now too afraid to leave their homes. Social media exploded with complaints, demands, and widespread fear. People questioned: where was Max? Why had their hero disappeared when Morow State needed him the most?The situation worsened when political figures and opinion leaders began highlighting Max’s absence. The very people who once praised him now t
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In front of the governor’s office, more than a hundred people gathered in a massive demonstration. They shouted demands for Max to be removed from his position.Banners and posters filled the crowd with sharp criticisms: "Cowardly Leader!" "Max Ran Away, Morow is in Ruins!" "Governor, Fire Max Now!"The chaos was further fueled by the media, which kept reporting that Max was irresponsible and merely looking for an excuse to avoid the difficult situation.***On the other side, Max had just descended from Mount Alken. His steps were firm as he walked toward the parking area where he had left his car.However, upon arriving, his eyes narrowed as he noticed that all four of his tires had been deliberately deflated. His lips thinned, and his expression turned cold.He knew this was no coincidence. Someone wanted to stop him here.Max could feel sharp gazes watching him from the shadows. His battle instincts immediately kicked in. Calmly, he lifted his head slightly and spoke in a col
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Meanwhile, in downtown Morow State… Neon lights flickered above the city’s most luxurious nightclub. The music boomed, expensive liquor glasses cluttered the VIP tables, and triumphant laughter echoed from three men deep in celebration—Dominic, James, and Darrus. Dominic leaned back against the plush sofa, flanked by two scantily clad escorts. He raised his wine glass high, brimming with victory. “To Morow State’s soon-to-be new gubernatorial spokesman!” he declared with a smug laugh, met with cheers and the clinking of glasses from the other two men. James, already half-drunk, nodded proudly as he patted his son’s shoulder. “You deserve it, Dominic. After tonight, Max will be nothing but a memory. Mount Alken’s the perfect place to make someone disappear—no witnesses, just rocks and wild beasts.” Darrus chuckled, lifting his own glass. “And once Dominic rises, I’ll be back in the governor’s seat. Morow State will be back in our hands—where it belongs!” The three of them burst i
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Everyone in Morow State knew who Zoza was. His name echoed in every corner of the city, from fancy VIP rooms in nightclubs to the dark alleys of the lower districts. He was close to the elites, often seen with politicians, powerful businessmen, even celebrities who openly relied on him to handle their dirty problems. Zoza was the shadow behind many shady political decisions and corrupt business deals. If someone wanted to get rid of a rival or make a deal that couldn’t be refused, they came to him. But today, that man was standing in front of Max with his head bowed. No threats, no smug look, just quiet submission. A clear sign that the old power had fallen. And when Max spoke, everyone listened. "I know you all know who he is," Max said calmly, but his voice carried all the way to the edge of the crowd. "Zoza used to stand on the wrong side. But starting today, he stands with me. He’s my right hand. My most trusted man. And he’s going to watch over Morow State from now on." T
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Max returned to his parents' house. Now, the power he carried wasn’t just for fighting, but also for healing. And there was no one more deserving of that gift than his mother—the woman who had suffered for years from a rare illness that doctors couldn’t even name. The moment he stepped inside, a strong, unfamiliar scent hit him. Expensive perfume. Sharp and invasive. In the living room, his father was sitting comfortably with a wide smile on his face, next to his young wife who looked as smug as ever. Max didn’t say a word. He didn’t even glance their way. Without stopping, he walked straight up the stairs. But he paused in front of his mother’s bedroom. The door was slightly open... from the outside. That was strange. His mother had always been protective of her privacy. Max slowly pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was a familiar figure sitting on the edge of the bed. Seraphina. But that wasn’t the most shocking part. His mother was sitting up in be
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Max stood still for a long moment, letting the silence take over, before finally descending the stairs and giving Seraphina a subtle signal to leave. The woman straightened her bag with an air of arrogance, her eyes gleaming as if she had just won a game.“Max,” she said, pausing at the doorway, “you must come back to me. We need to get married soon. If you hesitate, I will spread the news.”“All of Morow State will read on social media and watch on the news channels how you abandoned your mother for five months. Imagine what that will do to your reputation, your business, your influence.”She flashed a triumphant smile and walked out, leaving behind the sharp scent of her perfume. Max didn’t respond. He simply closed his eyes, suppressing his anger and his unwillingness to take the bait.Once Seraphina’s car had driven away, Max pulled out his phone and pressed a number.“Zoza.”“Sir,” came the raspy voice of the former mafia man, quick and alert.“I need two women, professional nurs
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Max lifted his face, holding his breath. That name—Lord Hades—still echoed in his mind. Max first met Lord Hades when he was just fifteen. It happened after the darkest night of his life, the night he nearly killed a man who had threatened his mother. In the chaos of fleeing and in a storm of uncontrollable rage, Max ran into the ruins of an old temple on the outskirts of Morow State, a place now buried beneath towers and concrete. There, in the stillness and shadows of the broken stones, Lord Hades appeared. The man stood among the pillars, his eyes glowing faintly like embers. He didn’t speak much, just looked at Max with a gaze that seemed to pierce his skin and bones. “You have fire inside you,” he said that night, “but you let it burn the ones you love.” That was the beginning of Max’s journey with Lord Hades. For over ten years, he was secretly trained, not only in martial arts but also in mastering his emotions, spiritual awareness, and connecting to an energy dimension s