Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Where his gaze reached, there was nothing but darkness, with only the sound of the sea breeze and waves lingering in his ears.

”Meng Die, one day you will believe my words and return to my side,” Lin Mo sighed in his heart, his eyes landing on the cyan object in his hand.

”Young man, your strength is formidable, even surpassing my expectations, kindling my admiration for talent. If you would consider acknowledging me as your Master, the grievances between you and my Qingxuan Sect could be wiped clean.”

The figure of the Qingxuan Sect Master had already become a misty cyan fog, but his Divine Thought was still present, capable of communicating directly with Lin Mo.

Lin Mo remained expressionless, as if he hadn’t heard him.

”You must realize that even though you are powerful, what you defeated was merely a wisp of my Divine Thought. If my true self were to descend, a single move might suffice to take your life. Besides, with your talent, staying on Earth is simply a waste. If you join the Qingxuan Sect, you would be able to enter the Heavenly Sect and enjoy abundant Cultivation Resources, with a limitless future ahead.”

As the Qingxuan Sect Master spoke, he both threatened and tempted Lin Mo. If it were anyone else, they might have already believed his words, but Lin Mo was no ordinary individual, certainly not one to trust the words of the Qingxuan Sect Master.

Lin Mo shook his head, suddenly sneered, ”You ask me to acknowledge you as my Master, but putting aside whether you’re even qualified, do you think I would believe you? I have killed people from your Qingxuan Sect, which is like slapping your Sect’s face. Moreover, with the life-and-death feud between me and your son, do you really think you could let me go?”

”You’re saying these words just to stabilize me, to make me your disciple and then take away all my treasures before annihilating my soul, right?”

After Lin Mo spoke indifferently, the voice of the Qingxuan Sect Master suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the Qingxuan Sect Master was utterly astonished. Lin Mo, merely a youth, had such depth in scheming and temperament that he had guessed all his intentions.

Having earlier summoned the Demon Blade which solidified his Divine Thought, Lin Mo indeed frightened the Qingxuan Sect Master. Even the Great Powers in the Heavenly Sect who specialized in Divine Thought could not achieve this feat. The Qingxuan Sect Master anticipated that Lin Mo must have cultivated some powerful Secret Technique, thus he planned to take him as a disciple, extract the secrets, and then kill him.

”Hehe, even if you have guessed correctly, are you not afraid that I will immediately emerge from the Heavenly Sect to slay you and imprison your soul, extracting all your secrets?” After a long silence, the gloomy voice of the Qingxuan Sect Master resonated again. ”If you reveal your secrets, maybe I will spare your life!”

Seeing Lin Mo had uncovered his secrets, the Qingxuan Sect Master no longer disguised his intentions, his tone carrying a threatening air.

”If I’m not mistaken, it wouldn’t be easy for Innate Strong People to leave the Heavenly Sect first, otherwise, you wouldn’t send juniors into the mundane world first,” Lin Mo calmly stated.

”So what if that’s the case? One day, the Barrier of the Heavenly Sect will weaken, and when I emerge, there will be no place under heaven or on earth for you to hide.”

Lin Mo shook his head and sighed softly, then lifted his head to look at the Bright Moon in the sky, his eyes firmer than ever before as he spoke word by word, ”When you emerge, how will you know I cannot reach the Innate level!”

As he finished speaking, a golden Divine Thought shot out from Lin Mo’s brow, crushing all the Divine Sense within the cyan mist of the Qingxuan Sect Master, but the cyan mist didn’t disperse immediately—the mist harbored the energy of Innate Strong People!

Lin Mo took out the Xuanyuan Sword and injected the cyan energy into the blade. The Sword Spirit within the treasure sword appeared and swallowed the cyan mist with relish, then contentedly burrowed into the sword to begin refining the cyan energy.

”Perhaps it could help the Xuanyuan Sword break through to another level,” Lin Mo smiled happily.

While Lin Mo stood there, Yingzi, Ye Beichen, Chen Qinggong, and others had finally caught up and found only Lin Mo standing there alone—the people from Qingxuan were long gone, making everyone frown.

”Brother Lin, that energy just now,” Ye Beichen frowned, a suspicious look on his face.

”They must have felt that terrifying energy fluctuation too,” Lin Mo said calmly, his expression paling especially for July and Chen Qinggong, who had never imagined such energy and suppression.

”Young Master Ye’s pupils dilated, revealing a shocked expression, ”No way, did that old guy really come? Then you...”

”It was just a strand of Divine Thought, which I’ve already extinguished, but I let Qing Xuan escape from my grasp,” Lin Mo said, frowning slightly with a trace of regret.

Young Master Ye was so shocked he was beyond recovery, even though it was just a strand of the Master of Qingxuan Sect’s Divine Thought, but that was also the power of a peak Heavenly Sect figure. The Beiyao Sect had Innate Strong People too, and Ye Beichen knew the terror of such powerhouses. He hadn’t expected Lin Mo to dare extinguish even the Divine Thought of the Qingxuan Sect’s Master.

Young Master Ye gave a bitter smile, ”Brother Lin, you’ve made a mortal enemy out of the Qingxuan Sect now.”

”I have said before, even if I have to face the entire Heavenly Sect as an enemy, I am not afraid,” Lin Mo replied, his eyes shining with a resolute light. Clenching his fists tightly, his body emanated the aura of an invincible Grandmaster. His heart had broadened even more now, not only for those close to him but also for the entire Martial Arts World of Huaxia which he needed to protect.

”Young Master, thank you for your help, but I think it’s better if we see less of each other in the future,” Lin Mo said, then turned his head and gave Ye Beichen a smile.

Ye Beichen was momentarily stunned, obviously understanding Lin Mo’s meaning. Now that Lin Mo and the Qingxuan Sect were implacable enemies, if Ye Beichen got involved, it could potentially lead to the Demon Path and Qingxuan Sect becoming enemies.

”Brother Lin, you underestimate me, Ye Beichen. I want to make friends, and I don’t care about their enemies. Besides, I can’t represent the Beiyao Sect, so the Qingxuan Sect won’t bother me,” Ye Beichen suddenly burst out laughing.

Inside a bar on Moonrose Street in Qinghai.

The lights were bewitching, the air filled with a mix of alcohol and perfume that constantly stimulated the nerves of the patrons.

A table full of empty bottles, a young man in hooded casual wear sat on a chair, downing his drink in one gulp.

The moment the young man lifted his head, he revealed a sunny and handsome face, his fine black hair lightly covering half of his forehead.

Many single women or women out together seemed attracted to him, and occasionally someone would walk over and intentionally strike up a conversation, but the young man didn’t pay them any heed.

”He’s quite cool, but I saw many women trying to talk to him and he ignored them all, could he be gay?”

Two women at the next table chatted in low voices, occasionally casting glances at him, their looks filled with admiration.

”To drown sorrows with liquor only deepens the sorrow,” the young man picked up the filled glass and downed it again, this young man was Lin Mo.

”Kid, you’re quite arrogant,” suddenly, three hooligans with dyed yellow hair approached Lin Mo.

These three hooligans had seen many beautiful women approaching Lin Mo to talk, and were already displeased, ready to come over and find trouble.

To an appearance like Lin Mo’s, they figured seeing the three of them would probably scare him silly.

Lin Mo furrowed his brows, already in a bad mood and now these troublemakers had come to him, just as he was about to make a move, suddenly a man in a gray suit approached and barked, ”All of you, scram.”