Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

People at the auction were even more astonished as they looked at Lin Mo, daring to rob Wu Yue and two others. These three were True Disciples of major Sects within Heavenly Gate. Wasn’t this directly making enemies with Wind Thunder Sect, Red Moon Sect, and True Fire Sect?

”Brother Lin, you truly surprised me, robbing these three people. Even I wouldn’t dare to do it, but you did. I’m impressed, really impressed,” Ye Beichen was stunned for a moment before he burst into laughter.

He had always disliked these so-called righteous Sect people and had wanted to teach them a lesson. Unfortunately, with Wu Yue and the others united, he couldn’t take advantage. However, Lin Mo had robbed these three, and seeing their flushed, angry faces made Ye Beichen exceptionally happy.

”That is Lin Tanyu!” Suddenly a middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise.

Clearly, he was an ordinary Martial Artist who had seen Lin Mo at the Martial Arts Conference on Kunlun Mountain. With this statement, the ordinary Magic Users and Martial Artists in the auction revealed shocked and respectful expressions.

”Northwest Tu Family’s Tu Wusheng greets Lord Lin Tanyu,” the middle-aged man said as he bowed.

Instantly, the entire auction hall, filled with ordinary Magic Users and people from the Martial Arts World, bowed together and chorused, ”Greetings, Lord Lin Tanyu.”

”Are you Lin Tanyu?” Qing Xuan slightly narrowed his eyes, two extremely sharp and cold beams of light piercing from his pupils as he stared at Lin Mo.

But Lin Mo seemed not to see him, his eyes fiercely fixed on Miao Xin, which only aggravated Qing Xuan further, to the point of wanting to erupt in fury right then.

”I am talking to you, did you not hear me?” Qing Xuan’s voice suddenly rose several octaves.

Lin Mo then seemed to notice him, glancing at him indifferently. Though Qing Xuan was somewhat handsome and had an extraordinary demeanor, Lin Mo, who had lived for hundreds of years, naturally saw the darkness hidden deep within him, indicating a cunning and evil person.

”I am Lin Tanyu, what do you want?” Lin Mo looked at him, wishing he could slap him to death right then, but killing him now might not only fail to convince Miao Xin but might also make her resent him.

”You killed a man named Luo Yin on Kunlun Mountain, he was my servant,” Qing Xuan said calmly, his voice carrying a hint of murderous intent.

The others who heard his words showed slight surprise. An ordinary Martial Artist had killed someone from Heavenly Gate, offending not just Qing Xuan but also the Qingxuan Sect.

Even though the people from Heavenly Gate feared the nation and modern weapons, Lin Tanyu could not represent much. By robbing Wu Yue and the others and offending Qing Xuan, many from the Martial Arts World showed a hint of worry.

The people from Heavenly Gate normally looked down on them, the ordinary individuals from the Martial Arts World and Magic World, even forcefully taking resources from the Martial Arts World without opposition. But now, Lin Tanyu, regarded as the foremost person in the Martial Arts World, had directly clashed with Heavenly Gate.

”So what?” Lin Mo said indifferently.

With those words, Qing Xuan’s face immediately turned extremely ugly. Wu Yue, Yao Lei, and Ouyang Xinghe even secretly gathered Spiritual Energy, ready to attack Lin Mo directly.

”Qing Xuan, my brother merely killed one of your Disciples, if you want to kill him, ask me first,” Ye Beichen suddenly stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Lin Mo, his gaze firmly fixed on the other party.

Lin Mo was slightly taken aback; Ye Beichen was known for his cheerful and open-hearted nature, and he hadn’t expected him to step forward in his defense at this moment. As far as he knew, the Demon Path, although having disputes with Sects like Qingxuan Sect and other righteous Sects, coexisted peacefully within Heavenly Gate and wouldn’t declare war outright.

”Ye Beichen, don’t think that just because your father and grandfather protect you, you can do whatever you want,” Qing Xuan gritted his teeth and said angrily, but hesitation was clearly visible on his face.

Demon Path, Magic Path, and Righteous Sect always coexisted as three forces within the Heavenly Gate, and although there were some minor frictions, they were trivial. If Ye Beichen were truly killed, it would likely enrage the entire Demon Path and possibly lead to a dreadful war.

”If it were not for my father and my grandfather, I would not fear Qing Xuan, and if it were your brother who came, I might be slightly afraid, but you...” Ye Beichen said, his lips curling into a faint smile as his voice suddenly turned cold, ”are not qualified.”

Qing Xuan’s face had turned pale, his fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white.

”Fine, Ye Beichen, today I will give you face and not strike him, but he will be alone eventually. If you apologize now, maybe I’ll spare your life.” Qing Xuan’s gaze fell on Lin Mo as he spoke indifferently.

Lin Mo suddenly sneered, ”Let alone you, even if the entire Qingxuan Sect were to confront me, they are not worthy of my apology. I’m not killing you today out of respect for Miao Xin; just don’t provoke me.”

The whole auction scene was silent; Lin Mo’s words seemed to carry significant implications.

Wild!

So wild!

Even if the entire Qingxuan Sect were in front of him, they were not worthy of his submission. This statement had clearly infuriated all the people of the Heavenly Gate.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Gate people, mere martial artists and magic users were ”subhuman,” inferior, and incomparable to them. But here was Lin Mo, a representative of the Martial Arts World, making such a statement, clearly a slap in the face of the Heavenly Gate.

As for that latter statement, it seemed even more intriguing. What exactly was the relationship between Lin Mo and Miao Xin? It seemed ambiguous, but since Miao Xin was now engaged to Qing Xuan, wasn’t this like putting a green hat on Qing Xuan?

”Lin Mo, we’re just friends, please don’t talk nonsense,” Miao Xin suddenly stood up, her eyes showing a hint of severity, ”I won’t accept the Silver Snow Grass, please respect yourself.”

Lin Mo’s pupils slightly contracted; the pain Miao Xin’s words brought hurt even more than the torture he suffered while training in the Starry Sky Tower.

Seeing the pain in his eyes, Miao Xin felt somewhat sad and guilty, her voice softened, ”Lin Mo, we’re just friends, so... please stop talking nonsense.”

”Sister Mengdie, do you not know how much suffering your master has gone through for you?” Yingzi clenched her fist, unable to bear it, and said with a frown.

Miao Xin glanced at her and slowly said, ”Maybe I only resemble your wife in your imagination, but I am indeed not any Mengdie. Please redirect that love for your wife elsewhere and do not impose it on me.”

Yingzi was both angry and helpless. With Xia Mengdie having lost her memory, convincing her of these truths seemed harder than reaching the heavens.

Seeing the look on Lin Mo’s face, Qing Xuan felt a sudden satisfaction and laughed heartily, ”Ye Beichen, today I spared him out of respect for you, but he won’t be so lucky next time. However, since this Silver Snow Grass was a gift from you to Miao Xin, you should accept it, Miao Xin.”

Miao Xin looked at Qing Xuan in surprise; she truly did not want to accept anything from Lin Mo, as it would intensify the guilt she felt.

After speaking, Qing Xuan, hands clasped behind his back, walked forward. Miao Xin withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, diverted her eyes away from Lin Mo’s expressions, and followed beside Qing Xuan.

”I will wait for you in Qinghai tomorrow night.” As Qing Xuan approached Lin Mo, he paused his steps, his lips curling into a sinister smile, whispering. After finishing, Qing Xuan led a group of people away from the auction, with Wu Yue, Yao Lei, and Ouyang Xinghe all glaring fiercely at Lin Mo.

(The excitement continues tomorrow.)