Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Please enter the text. Accompanied by the Sect Leader and the elders’ positions, the representatives of the major clans invited to the spectator stands also left the valley one after another. Their clans have some juniors cultivating in the Seven Sects. They came to watch the competition and take the opportunity to understand the juniors’ cultivation status.

Soon, the people mostly left, and the large valley appeared extremely empty. Occasionally, one could hear the sound of the mountain wind. Only the destroyed arena remained, indicating that a fierce battle had just taken place here.

Duanmu Jinglin slowly walked up to Lin Mo, with slightly narrowed eyes and a sharp gaze staring at the latter, ”You dared to refuse the kindness of the Seventh Elder face to face. You really are bold.”

”Whether I’m bold or not, does it have anything to do with you?” Faced with the sharp gaze, Lin Mo did not dodge at all. Instead, his eyes fiercely stared at the other with a bit of sharp light.

”Fine.” Duanmu Jinglin’s hands slightly curled, and then a crisp sound of bones being squeezed was heard, ”Originally, today I wanted to teach you a good lesson and make you kneel and beg for mercy before the many disciples of the Seven Sects. But you’re lucky; the Seventh Elder won’t let us compete.”

”If it really came to a fight, you wouldn’t see me begging you for mercy!”

Lin Mo’s expression was indifferent, letting out a cold snort.

”There will be plenty of opportunities to teach you a lesson later. I give you time to recuperate and recover. When the time comes, I will truly defeat you and let you know that there can only be one champion of the arena, and that’s me, Duanmu Jinglin!”

Duanmu Jinglin’s voice carried extreme coldness, speaking slowly, as a fierce True Yuan emerged from his body, stirring up a circle of dust underfoot.

Their gazes clashed in the air, as if invisible sparks flickered.

After speaking, Duanmu Jinglin turned into a Flowing Light and directly left the arena. Qian Zhimo also looked at Lin Mo with a hint of sympathy, saying, ”Mr. Lin, in the Seven Sects, you are perhaps the only one who can anger Brother Duanmu so much. You must be careful.”

”Who knows, maybe I’ll be the one to make him cry when I hit him.” Lin Mo grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

Qian Zhimo froze for a moment, a faint smile appearing at the corners of his mouth, and he also turned into a Flowing Light to leave.

After exchanging a few words with some closer friends, mostly complimentary, Lin Mo then flew towards Bright Moon Manor with Qing Su.

Half a month later, the Great Ruins!

Thinking of the place where he might find news about Xia Mengdie, Lin Mo’s heart became somewhat heated. If he had to give up someone incredibly important to him in order to become powerful, Lin Mo would rather not become such a strong individual.

”Young master, you were really amazing in the arena! Those people were scared silly!” Qing Su blinked her clear eyes, looking at Lin Mo with a hint of extremely peculiar light in her eyes.

”Really? But I need to retreat and rest for the next two days. If anyone comes visiting, just turn them away.”

Lin Mo smiled and said.

”Understood, young master.” Qing Su nodded obediently.

As Lin Mo had expected, upon returning to Bright Moon Manor, many came to visit. Among them were some cultivators from Yu Lan Star and others from unknown planets, but Qing Su stopped them at the ’door’, as everyone knew Lin Mo probably sustained severe injuries after the battle with Teng Yi and needed time to recuperate.

Inside a spacious quiet room at Bright Moon Manor.

Lin Mo sat cross-legged with his upper body bare. In front of him was a small pile of elixirs and spirit grass. These items were sent by Gu Sa’s people, saying it was because he won the championship, and made quite a bit of money. They were gifts for him.

Lin Mo did not refuse, after all, Gu Sa was a local tycoon and a stingy miser. Getting something from him was naturally challenging.

From the battle with Teng Yi, Lin Mo indeed suffered significant injuries. The fierce force from their physical collision caused substantial damage to his bones, meridians, and muscles. Originally, he relied on the Beast Transformation Map to make his body like a magic treasure. But once that effect passed, the pain caused by internal injuries surged like seawater.

Had it not been for his strong will, that pain alone might have knocked him out.

”Let’s heal first.”

Lin Mo shook his head, with his hands emitting cold True Yuan, forming two large hands to directly grab the elixirs and spirit grass in front of him. He crushed them using True Yuan, extracting the essence and continuously channeling it into his body.

With such spiritual medicine assistance, after two days, Lin Mo finally repaired all the residual injuries within and restored his strength mostly. Before heading to the ’Great Ruins’, his strength could recover to its peak state.

Even though he healed, Lin Mo continued to avoid visitors, preferring solitude, and this time his injuries made the manor much quieter.

By the pond in the manor’s garden, Lin Mo wore tight black clothes, standing straight like a spear, his slightly long black hair tied at the nape of his neck. His eyes stared at the still water in the pond, fingertip condensing a thread of True Yuan, fingers poised to write in the Void.

As his fingers moved, the still water began to ripple. Then the clean water slowly rose, forming the shape of a beast head, somewhat ferocious and violent.

Only held for a moment, the beast head formed by pure water suddenly shattered, turning into droplets and returning to the pond.

”Still not working...” Lin Mo frowned with Sword Eyebrow, shaking his head. Actions like this, he had done for three days, yet every time, relying on heart’s perception could not successfully condense the beast head.

Although he cultivated the third image of the Beast Transformation Map, allowing his body to become a High-level Galaxy magic treasure, Lin Mo felt something was missing.

”Martial Arts Laws!”

Lin Mo muttered, if he could condense Martial Arts Laws, he could make the third image of the Beast Transformation Map utterly ’perfect’, allowing the body to rival a Star Lake Level Early Stage magic treasure. If that were the case, facing mutated Teng Yi, he wouldn’t be at a disadvantage, even capable of pressing and beating him.

”The Yin Yang Envoys said the martial path I cultivate is ’Evil Path’, forever unable to advance to ’Spirit Martial’ realm...” Lin Mo showed a pained expression. If true, his achievements in martial arts cultivation would be limited.

”No, the Star Wheel Universe Map is extremely powerful, a heaven-defying technique... Creating such a technique must be the work of the top-tier powerhouse in the starry space, it definitely wouldn’t make such a mistake.” Lin Mo muttered in his heart.

”Everything might wait until the tenth Star Power successfully condenses, and I cultivate the second image of the Star Wheel Universe Map, then perhaps I can condense my own Martial Arts Laws.”

Lin Mo looked at the water, murmuring softly, firmly believing Star Wheel Universe Map was definitely not an ’Evil Path’, and if it appeared, would definitely cause a sensation and great disaster.

This was also why Lin Mo refused to become the Seventh Elder’s disciple. If these secrets on him were revealed, it would cause chaos!