Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo coldly met the latter’s gaze for a moment, then his figure immediately vanished into the crowd, disappearing from the sight of the three behind him.

”Young Master Duanmu, that guy just now was not weak, at least at the intermediate level of Galaxy,” the person who sparred with Lin Mo in the team said in a low voice.

”A mere intermediate Galaxy level cultivator dares to not take my Duanmu Family seriously. He must be from another place, and we must teach him a lesson,” Duanmu Bo slightly squinted his eyes, two sharp glints fleeting past. After selling the Earth-grade Meteorite Iron, Lin Mo had a decent haul at the Wanwu Pavilion, gaining a grand total of two hundred thousand soul coins. Adding the fifty thousand soul coins left from refining the Xuanyuan Sword earlier, he had two hundred fifty thousand soul coins on him, equivalent to the estate of an ordinary Star Sea level expert.

With this, Lin Mo had more confidence when heading to the auction.

”I must buy the Thunder Fruit at the auction,” Lin Mo silently vowed. Before long, Lin Mo had arrived at the entrance of the Wanwu Pavilion, where hundreds of cultivators like Lin Mo, all shrouded in black robes, were heading towards the streets in all directions, lowering their heads, and only removing their black robes when they reached a relatively safe place.

Lin Mo chose a relatively less crowded street and walked quickly, came into an alley, and then removed the black robe to reveal his true appearance before returning to the street, planning to head back to the Meng Family’s Manor to await the start of the auction.

Just as he took off his black robe, four shadows appeared on the street, dashing at high speed, bounding between buildings, and arriving in front of Lin Mo, instantly surrounding him.

This scene caused quite a few cultivators who were walking on this street to stop and focus their gazes on Lin Mo, seemingly holding a watching-the-fun attitude. Lin Mo frowned slightly; the four men in tight black clothes in front of him had the word ’Duanmu’ embroidered on their chests with a money-patterned gold brocade, each exuding a considerable aura, astonishingly all having the strength of intermediate Galaxy level.

”Aren’t these the Duanmu Family’s guards?”

”Who is that kid, and how did he offend the Duanmu Family...?”

”Tsk tsk, looks like there’s going to be a good show...”

Seeing the brocade emblems on the chests of the four men, numerous people murmured in low voices, clearly recognizing the identity of the four black-clothed men as guards of the Duanmu Family.

”People from the Duanmu Family? How did they find my whereabouts?” Lin Mo wasn’t flustered but did wrinkle his brow with some doubt. Only after a moment did he recall the incident at the Wanwu Pavilion where he exchanged a palm strike with that person; it was likely that the other party wasn’t trying to teach him a lesson, but rather leave a trace of aura on him, which became apparent as soon as he left the Wanwu Pavilion.

”I was busy counting soul coins earlier and didn’t realize I’d been tagged,” Lin Mo murmured to himself.

At the same time, three more figures came soaring, landing lightly in front of Lin Mo—two middle-aged men and one young man.

The young man wore a brocade robe with a crystal-clear white jade pendant hanging from his waist. His face was quite handsome, albeit with a sinister temperament, making him somewhat unsettling.

Though the three remained silent, Lin Mo speculated that these were the three ’buyers’ he encountered at the Wanwu Pavilion.

”Kid, weren’t you quite capable at the Wanwu Pavilion? Now that you’re not in the pavilion, nobody can protect you,” a middle-aged man with a scar on his face said with a harsh voice, his eyes venomously staring at Lin Mo.

”A proud son of the Duanmu Family, not getting what you want, and then settling accounts afterward—is this the Duanmu Family’s way?” Lin Mo frowned and shouted loudly.

With that one sentence, the crowd of onlookers grew even larger, with whispers spreading.

”Isn’t that the Duanmu Family’s Third Young Master, Duanmu Bo?”

”Who is that guy? I’ve never seen him in Dayan City before.”

”Given the auction being held in Dayan City recently, he must be from out of town. Who in the local area would dare offend the Duanmu Family?” Duanmu Bo smiled at Lin Mo, a smile unnervingly like a poison snake preparing to strike, ”Kid, don’t think you can provoke me and I will let you go. You didn’t sell me the goods, which I don’t mind, but you disgraced me. Today, you have to pay a price before you can leave.”

As soon as his words fell, the four guards surrounding Lin Mo suddenly turned into four ghostly figures. Their palms, fists, feet, and fingers attacked Lin Mo from four tricky angles, accompanied by a low whistling sound, true yuan condensing thickly together like metal.

The attack from four intermediate Galaxy level cultivators would typically send an ordinary cultivator of the same level flying.

However, with four muffled sounds, four figures suddenly flew backward like broken kites, slamming heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of yellow dust, spitting blood from their mouths. It was the four guards of the Duanmu Family. This scene caused the crowd of cultivators watching to open their mouths in shock and inhale sharply because everyone could see Lin Mo was also at the intermediate Galaxy level, yet he could face an attack from four skillful operators of the same level unscathed, even sending them flying back.

This could only mean Lin Mo was no ordinary cultivator and had some strong trump cards. He could be called a genius of sorts. ”Hmm?” Duanmu Bo’s slightly narrowed eyes also suddenly widened, but the sharpness in his gaze intensified, ”No wonder you’re so arrogant, you have some good backing. But even so, you’ll be going back lying down today.”

At the same time, the two middle-aged men standing silently next to Duanmu Bo suddenly erupted with powerful auras, exchanged a glance, and their figures swiftly charged forth, creating resounding sonic booms along their path.

Both of them had early-stage Star Lake level strength, unexpectedly joining forces to attack a single intermediate Galaxy level cultivator.

The overwhelming true yuan surged forth, carrying the sound of wind breaking, and suddenly bombarded towards Lin Mo. Lin Mo’s sword-like eyebrows knit together, operating the Star Wheel Universe Map directly, simultaneously extending two palms, with fine white mist condensing on them. In that moment, the palms met with the two attackers’ blows, a wave of true yuan surged, sending dust flying on the street.

Both men unexpectedly stumbled back several steps, their arms wrapped in a white mist.

The two were shocked, feeling the white mist eroding their bodies, quickly resisting with true yuan. Seeing this scene, everyone once more sharply inhaled, having just seen Lin Mo repel the four intermediate Galaxy level guards, which already left everyone gaping in surprise, now witnessing him withstand the attack from two early-stage Star Lake level warriors, even more astonishing.