Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”What’s bothering Seventh Grandpa?”

Liu Qingyang handed the wine flask to the old man and asked curiously.

”What else could it be, just some young punk irritating me,” Zhuge Huai replied, sitting on a tree branch, sipping Phoenix Fruit Wine.

As Zhuge Huai finished speaking, the young girl standing in the courtyard had a glint flash through her eyes, ”So, the person Seventh Grandpa met is a skilled alchemist?”

”I think he was just lucky, hmph,” Zhuge Huai snorted coldly.

The girl under the tree covered her mouth and giggled.

In the tavern, many cultivators who didn’t choose to shop were resting here.

On the second floor, by the window, sat an elderly man with silver hair and a young man dressed in modern attire.

With Earth’s spiritual energy revival, most young cultivators in the sect chose modern clothing, so it’s common to see them in suits or casual wear.

”Junior Sister, you’re finally back, did you get the amber crystal?”

Seeing Chen Ying return, the young man immediately beamed with joy and stood up to ask.

”No, ran into a scammer,” Chen Ying shook her head helplessly.

After speaking, the young man noticed a man and a woman following behind Chen Ying. The girl looked quite cute with an aura about her, while the young man, with a ponytail, didn’t appear particularly handsome at a glance.

”Master,” Chen Ying approached the elder at the table, slightly respectful.

Lin Mo assessed the other party’s strength, a cultivator at the late-stage Condensation level.

”These two are friends I just met, Lin Mo, Yingzi. If it weren’t for their help earlier, I might have been tricked,” Chen Ying said with a frown.

”This is my master, Tang Chang Taoist,” Chen Ying introduced.

Lin Mo nodded at Tang Chang, who merely glanced at him, indifferently saying, ”Since you’re friends of Chen Ying, have a seat.”

Indeed, Tang Chang Taoist, a cultivator at the late-stage Condensation level, with strength comparable to Qionglong Taoist, didn’t need to be too serious with someone at the late Innate stage like Lin Mo.

”By the way, Lin Mo, what sect are you from?” Chen Ying asked curiously.

”No particular sect, just here to see the world with a senior,” Lin Mo replied calmly.

Since he only met Chen Ying and the others by chance, there was no need to disclose too much.

”I see,” Chen Ying nodded.

Indeed, someone like Lin Mo at the late Innate stage, considered a genius among the younger generation, wouldn’t typically have an invitation unless following someone else.

Seeing Lin Mo had no backing, Tang Chang Taoist simply closed his eyes to meditate, ceasing conversation.

Chen Ying’s senior, the young man’s name was Tang Ping, who just broke through the Innate stage.

”Brother Lin, being without a sect and reaching late Innate stage is quite impressive,” Tang Ping remarked sarcastically. After all, Chen Ying returned all smiles at Lin Mo, naturally making Tang Ping unhappy.

Chen Ying and Tang Ping grew up together, childhood sweethearts. He rarely saw his junior sister act so warmly towards a man, naturally feeling a bit jealous.

”Just luck,” Lin Mo took a sip of tea, suddenly sensing danger, as an intense killing intent closed in.

Simultaneously, Tang Chang Taoist, sitting nearby, abruptly opened his eyes, sparks flashing.

Lin Mo turned his head to see a menacing youth, wearing a black light armor with long blood-red hair, standing behind him, a fierce palm strike coming his way, tearing the air apart with powerful energy.

Lin Mo’s face turned angry, his eyes flashed with coldness, about to strike, but then Tang Chang Taoist waved his hand, a golden light shot out, colliding with the blood-red-haired youth’s palm.

Bang!

The Qi Force clashed, spreading an energy fluctuation. However, the tavern was protected by an array, blocking the dispersing airflow with an invisible barrier.

”Hmph, late-stage Condensation, not bad,”

The blood-red-haired man snorted coldly.

Tang Chang Taoist also looked surprised. The youth, though young, had imposing power at the early-stage Condensation level.

Lin Mo’s gaze was sharp, fixating on the blood-red-haired youth. In his mind, he didn’t recognize this person, yet he struck with a lethal intent, infuriating Lin Mo.

Clenching his fist, Lin Mo emanated killing intent, the surrounding temperature seemingly dropping.

”Auction prohibition bans fighting; minor offenders will be expelled from the island, major ones executed on sight. Do you two not know?”

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed, and three figures appeared in the tavern, gradually sharpening. Three men in suits stood between Lin Mo and the blood-red-haired youth, each with ’medicine’ embroidered on their shoulders.

Only the middle-aged man’s shoulder embroidery was in silver thread, while the other two had red thread.”Once we’re off this island, I will kill you,” the blood-red-haired youth glared viciously at Lin Mo, then coldly snorted and vanished.

”Who was that so arrogant, daring to act at an auction?” Chen Ying frowned, sword eyebrow twitching. ”Too brazen.”

”Master, who was that person?” Yingzi also frowned, her lively eyes tinged with coldness.

With his sword eyebrows furrowed, Lin Mo remained silent for a moment, finally understanding the identity of the blood-red-haired youth. He was Ye Tong of the Demon Gate Royal Family, a so-called genius youth.

Their aura carried a trace of the Demon Gate members, and the only one Lin Mo had offended was the Demon Gate Royal Family. Years ago, Lin Mo outbid for the Heavenly Toad Essence Blood at the Xia Family auction, which drew envy.

Those envious were Ye Hui of the Demon Gate Royal Family and a cultivator named Crow, but both were turned over by Lin Mo, offending the Demon Gate. The only one with a grudge with Lin Mo from the Demon Clan should be Ye Hui’s brother, Ye Tong, known as a genius within the Demon Gate.

”That guy was probably of the Demon Gate genius rank, with early-stage Condensation strength not inferior to my late-stage Condensation,” Tang Chang murmured with a frown.

Labeled as a genius, someone cultivated by a certain influential force, possessing strength to surpass tiers and carrying heavy treasures, such people are not to be easily offended.

Chen Ying, upon hearing this, was initially stunned, then frowned, showing worry, ”Lin Mo, did you offend the Demon Gate? They won’t dare to act openly on this island, but once we’re off, you should be careful.”

”I still have matters to attend to, excuse me for now.”

Lin Mo cupped his hand in farewell, leaving the tavern with Yingzi.