Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo had initially intended for Lu Xing to stay at the Star Sect. However, Lu Xing had been insistent on following Lin Mo to cultivate, and Lin Mo felt it inappropriate to refuse, so he set off with Yingzi and Lu Xing, the two women, towards the Kunlun Mountain Range.

The Kunlun Mountain Range is extremely long and occupies a vast territory. The three of them first headed to Qinghai before preparing to travel from Qinghai to the Kunlun Mountain Range.

But as soon as they entered the territory of Qinghai, Lin Mo began to notice some strange occurrences. The Martial Artists of Huaxia were numerous, for example, there were those within martial arts schools and Martial Arts Families, and many Martial Artists were cultivated. It was just that ordinary people living in the ordinary world were unaware of them.

However, in Qinghai at that moment, Lin Mo’s Divine Sense spread out for twenty li and already he had detected ten Martial Gods. You should know that Martial Gods were like dragons; it was quite difficult for a small city to have one or two Martial Gods, but Qinghai City had gathered so many Martial Arts Gods, which was obviously very unusual.

”So that’s how it is,” Lin Mo slapped his forehead.

He finally remembered that during his last visit to Emei Mountain, Sect Leader Zhuang and Sect Leader Zhang had mentioned that a Martial Arts Tournament was to be held somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains. Presumably, the gathered Martial Artists were all here for the Martial Arts Tournament.

However, having Yingzi and Lu Xing, two great beauties, by his side, Lin Mo had attracted quite a bit of attention along the way.

”Master, there’s a restaurant here; let’s go in and have something to eat,” Yingzi stopped as they passed by a Chinese restaurant and spoke.

”Mm,” Lin Mo nodded. He could now go for a very long time without eating, but Yingzi and Lu Xing had not yet reached the Realm of Fasting, so they still needed to eat.

The three found a secluded corner and ordered a table of dishes.

However, Lin Mo noticed that two tables away to the left, a man and a woman were sitting at a distance, dining together – a middle-aged man and a teenage girl, both with some True Qi concentrated on them. The man was clearly a Martial Arts Master.

Finding himself under the focused gaze of Lin Mo, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at him and gave a slight nod.

”Uncle Mo, are they Martial Artists too?” the girl suddenly opened her wide eyes and asked in a low voice.

”Mm, that girl turns out to be a Martial God; I wonder what her background is,” the middle-aged man said with some surprise. Since Yingzi was so young and yet a Martial God, she should be one of the strong contenders on the Qingyun List.

But apart from Zhuang Ziruo of the Emei Sect, he had not heard of any other girl who was a Martial God. Could she be from the Emei Sect?

”I’ll go over and say hello; they must also be going to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament,” the girl said and already stood up.

”Yaoyao,” the middle-aged man called out, but the girl had already walked over.

Seeing her approach, Lin Mo couldn’t help showing a look of suspicion.

”Hello, my name is Qu Yao. Are you also here to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament?” Qu Yao said with a smile.

The naive girl had approached them without even knowing their identities, indicating that she had not been out in society for long and still possessed a somewhat innocent and simple character.

”We’re also here to attend the Martial Arts Tournament, but we don’t know where it is?” Lin Mo said with a smile.

Qu Yao burst into laughter, ”Hehe, you guys sneaked out too, didn’t you? My dad originally didn’t want me to come, but I begged my uncle to bring me along.”

Although Lin Mo had come to Kunlun Mountain to find the residence of Miao Snow Divine Palace, since he had come across the Martial Arts Tournament, he wanted to take a look as well. After all, he seemed to have promised Sect Leader Zhang and Sect Leader Zhuang to visit the Martial Arts Tournament when he had the chance.

”Since you don’t know where it is, why don’t you come with us?” Qu Yao suggested.

After eating, Lin Mo and his group of three set off with Qu Yao and her companion, and they learned the name of the middle-aged man, Qu Banshan, from Zhonghai, who was also from a Martial Arts family.

Among the three people in Lin Mo’s group, Yingzi was a Basic-level Martial God, Lu Xing was a Magic User, and Lin Mo’s strength was too strong for ordinary people to discern, making them assume he was just an ordinary person. Naturally, this would not draw Qu Banshan’s attention.

”In this Martial Arts Tournament, I heard that the Kings on the Qingyun List will all be attending,” Qu Yao chatted non-stop along the way, circling around Yingzi and Lu Xing.

”All the Kings from the Qingyun List will be there?” Yingzi asked curiously, obviously very interested in these Martial Arts Sects.

”Yes, there will be Zhuang Ziruo from Emei, Wudang Zhang Yesheng, Tai Chi Chen Yanghao, and so on. I heard that even the July Master of the Aixinjueluo family will be coming,” Qu Yao said with a bit of excitement, but then her expression dimmed.

”It’s a pity, I guess Lin Tanyu won’t be coming. He’s been missing for a year now. Even his name on the Qingyun List has turned gray. Sigh.” Qu Yao let out a soft sigh.

Yingzi covered her mouth and giggled, ”You seem to be a big fan of Lin Tanyu, huh?”

”Yeah, do you know about Lin Tanyu too? He’s a hero, defeating all the Martial Arts Masters in the Huaxia Martial Arts World, and then going to the Han Country to slay the Cold Country Sword Saint. He’s my idol; I even want to be his wife, but it’s a pity he’s disappeared,” Qu Yao stuck out her little tongue, showing a playful expression.

”Cough, cough.”

Lin Mo couldn’t help but cough lightly.

After passing ’inspection,’ they entered the true territory of Kunlun Mountain, where almost everyone they saw was a Martial Artist, though there were also some ordinary people mingling around, likely belonging to mundane families associated with or controlled by Martial Artists.

Some Martial Artists dressed like normal people, but some wore quite strange attire, dressed in ancient long robes, some even holding folded fans.

Some walked as if flying, skimming over the grass, while others moved steadily towards the front. ”That’s Chen Qinggong. I heard he’s already an Advanced Martial God,” Qu Banshan’s eyes bulged as he saw an old man with white beard and long hair take a step and end up more than ten meters away, unable to hide his admiration.

The entirety of Kunlun Mountain was now gathered with over a thousand Martial Artists, each setting up their own camp, sitting in meditation to rest.

Among them, some were white-haired and seemed on the verge of death, but their True Qi was as vast as the ocean, and there were those who were young, with sharpness in their bodies like swords, a sight of peerless geniuses.

The location for sitting in meditation also mattered; those closer to the peak were more powerful, and these strong individuals came from various Martial Arts Sects and super Martial Arts Families. Even further in, almost all those sitting in meditation were Martial Artists above the level of Martial God.

In the past, Martial Gods were as rare as dragons, but now they are as common as dogs.

Those on the periphery were of even weaker strength, many from ordinary families who had entered through connections and could only take the spots at the very outer edge of the mountain.

Qu Banshan led the group to a spot approximately in the middle, where several Martial Artists were already sitting and tuning their breaths.