Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Miao Xin, I had someone arrange a private box for us. Come upstairs with me,” said Qing Xuan, his face displaying a faint smile as he looked at Miao Xin by his side. ”Today, I heard that ’Silver Snow Grass’ will be auctioned off. I will definitely win it for you.”

Miao Xin nodded her head but the exquisitely beautiful and cool countenance hid a trace of sorrowful color, ”Thank you, Qingxuan Master.” ”There’s no need to be so formal with me, you are already my fiancée.” Qing Xuan smiled lightly, and suddenly lifted his head, his eyes fixating on the glass curtain wall directly in front of the second floor, emitting a sharpness from his pupils.

”Heh heh, it looks like Qing Xuan has spotted me,” Ye Beichen helplessly shook his head, his gaze falling on the figure of the cold woman and spoke to Lin Mo, ”Brother Lin, is that woman your wife?”

”Mm, but she has amnesia now, probably doesn’t remember me,” Lin Mo sighed deeply. Ye Beichen gave Lin Mo a deep look, feeling somewhat admiring of him in his heart—in their Heavenly Sect, it was not uncommon for a man to have several wives. Yet despite having so many beautiful women around him, Lin Mo was deeply in love with his original wife. Ye Beichen saw Lin Mo as a man of deep sentiment and righteousness.

Such a man was worth befriending.

Qing Xuan withdrew his gaze and proceeded with Miao Xin and an old crone towards the staircase to the second floor.

The old crone leaned on her walking stick, dressed in a gray patched-up robe, looking like the most common begging old woman on the street corner. Yet no one at the auction dared to show her contempt, because a dangerous aura emanated from her.

”Master, that young fellow Ye Beichen seems to be here too, shall we...” Snake Lord frowned, looking sideways at Qing Xuan.

Qing Xuan’s lips curved up in a cold arc, and he hummed softly, ”That Ye Beichen brat, if it weren’t for his father and grandfather holding things up, I would have slain him on the snow-capped mountains and used his inner core for cultivation.”

”Master, the Demon Clan’s people have also descended to the mortal world, this time we came out just to gather some information, it’s better not to stir up trouble,” cautioned the Snake Lord with a heavy expression on her face.

Qing Xuan laughed, ”Snake Lord, rest assured, I am not a rash person. It’s just that everyone in the family favors my elder brother over me... looks down on me a bit. This time, coming out early to investigate ’Heavenly Road,’ I will not allow minor matters to ruin Qingxuan Sect’s grand scheme.”

”That’s good,” the Snake Lord nodded in relief, her expression slightly peculiar when she thought about Qing Xuan’s ’elder brother.’ However, she quickly composed herself, returning to her usual demeanor.

As for Miao Xin, she did not care much about what they were discussing. Her eyes carried a trace of daze, as she had felt a very peculiar sensation—as if someone was watching her. But she was unable to pinpoint where the gaze was coming from. There was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, causing a bit of turmoil within her.

”Miao Xin, what’s wrong?” Qing Xuan noticed the anomaly in Miao Xue and asked with a furrowed brow.

”I’m fine,” Miao Xin recovered her composure, a hint of panic hidden in her beautiful face.

Qing Xuan frowned slightly, but did not pursue the matter further, and the three of them entered a private box on the second floor. The Duanmu Family, despite being manipulated by the Beiyao Sect, was part of a very complex situation within the entire Heavenly Sect. Although there was always a tense relationship between the Demon Path, Demon Sect, and the Righteous Sects, ever since they secluded themselves in the Heavenly Sect away from the world, the Demon Path, Demon Sect, and Righteous Sects had maintained a relatively ’stable’ state—with only minor frictions from time to time, but no outbreak of true battles.

”Qingxuan Master.”

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the box.

A look of joy appeared on Qing Xuan’s face, ”Come in, all three of you.”

Into the box came three individuals, a woman and two men—Wu Yue, Yao Lei, and Ouyang Xinghe, who had just descended from the snow-capped mountains.

”Qingxuan Master.”

”Qingxuan Master.”

Qingxuan rose slightly, smiling as he said, ”Sister Wu, Daoist Yao, Mr. Ouyang, why have you just arrived now?” Ouyang Xinghe, Yao Lei, and Wu Yue exchanged glances, bitterness evident in their eyes. All three were from righteous sects and had good relations with the Qingxuan Sect. They had originally planned to act together, but Qingxuan had gone ahead to the Miao Xue Divine Palace alone. When the three left, they were actually robbed by an ordinary martial artist, and it took them some time to recuperate before they finally arrived in Qinghai.

”It’s nothing, we just ran into some minor issues on the way and were delayed a bit,” Ouyang Xinghe said with a light smile.

After all, it wasn’t a pleasant thing to speak of being robbed, for the three of them.

Qingxuan noticed something odd about the group but didn’t pry further into the matter when they didn’t offer more information.

”Sister Qingxuan, is this Miss Miao Xin? She’s really beautiful,” Wu Yue said with a laugh, catching sight of Miao Xin sitting in the private room.

Wu Yue’s Red Moon Sect had the best relationship with the Qingxuan Sect, which is why Qingxuan called the other two daoist friends and referred to Wu Yue as junior sister.

Yao Lei and Ouyang Xinghe also turned their gazes towards Miao Xin, unable to hide their astonishment. Heavenly Gate people were true cultivators who cultivated Heaven and Earth Essence and could freely change their appearances. Although stunning beauties were common as clouds among them, both men hadn’t seen a woman as beautiful as Miao Xin, whose ethereal temperament, cold features, exquisite face, and especially her watery eyes, were filled with a unique charm.

Miao Xin greeted the three with a polite nod, ”Hello everyone, I am Miao Xin from the Miao Xue Divine Palace.”

”Miao Xin, let me introduce you,” began Qingxuan, ”this is Sister Wu Yue from the Red Moon Sect, this is Daoist Yao Lei from the Wind Thunder Sect, and Master Ouyang Xinghe from the True Fire Sect, all three are young masters within the Heavenly Gates.”

Daoist Yao laughed and said, ”Master Qingxuan, you really amaze us.”

”Master Qingxuan, congratulations, congratulations,” Ouyang Xinghe said, holding his folded fan in a salute.

”Qingxuan, I’m going to the restroom to wash my face, I’ll be right back,” Miao Xin suddenly interjected.

”Alright, come back soon,” Qingxuan nodded, and Miao Xin then left the private room.

For some reason, ever since she arrived, Miao Xin felt an anxious sensation in her heart, so she wished to freshen up by washing her face. As she approached the restroom at the end of the hallway, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure standing there, as if waiting for her.

”You... how could you be here?”

Miao Xin’s pupils dilated slightly as she clearly made out the figure’s features, black hair, and black eyes, radiantly handsome, dressed in casual clothes, with slightly long wisps of hair covering the forehead, beneath which were a pair of eyes as deep as the stars.

”I’ve been here waiting for you all along,” the young man said, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze, giving off an extremely amiable feeling.

Miao Xin bit her lip; the young man before her was Lin Mo, whom she had met in Myanmar. At the time, in pursuit of the Mo Yu Flower, she and Lin Mo fell into the ’Death Forest,’ and for a while, she even thought Lin Mo had violated her and swore to kill him.