Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

According to the gathered information, the meeting place with Yin Yang Shishen Sect’s contact, as arranged by Zheng Rongji and Jin Junxiu, is right here.

”I really don’t understand what kind of place this Yin Yang Shishen Sect is. There’s actually no information about it in either of their minds,” Lin Mo quietly mused to himself, taking a gentle sip of a cappuccino.

”Mr. Lin, I estimate that these two are merely inconsequential disciples of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect. Once they leave the sect’s boundaries, all information regarding it is erased to prevent others from capturing them and discovering the sect’s secrets.”

Zhen Yuanzi pondered.

The two men gazed out the window, communicating through Divine Thought, so they weren’t afraid of being overheard. ”The Yin Yang Shishen Sect is the only cultivation sect in Han Country. If I’m not mistaken, Zheng Renhe, Moon Reading Fate, and Jin Taiyu should also be members of this sect, and their positions certainly aren’t low. Fortunately, we encountered Xue Wen on the plane, arousing the interest of two Han cultivators. This allowed us to impersonate them and glean some information about the sect.”

Lin Mo felt fortunate, knowing that extracting a spirit vein isn’t a task that can be completed in a day or two. It requires research on the spirit vein, or the backlash could be unimaginably severe, and there are many preparatory tasks before extraction. One must first locate the spirit vein, then spend time studying it, and set some secret techniques before any chance of extraction. It’s an unimaginably complex project. Of course, for great powers in the cultivation world, extracting a spirit vein is a mere wave of the hand, easily hiding it in their cultivation place or bringing it back to the sect.

But for those with low cultivation, trying to extract a spirit vein is nothing but a pipe dream.

Only Lin Mo, having some past life experiences and knowledge of some secret techniques, dared to consider such a heaven-defying deed as spirit vein extraction. Otherwise, an average person wouldn’t even dare to think about it.

However, Lin Mo was only fifty percent confident about extracting the spirit vein.

If not for encountering Zheng Rongji and Jin Junxiu, Lin Mo would need to expend quite some effort to infiltrate the Shishen Sect.

As he was contemplating, a youth with fair skin, dressed in casual wear, and long shoulder-length hair appeared outside the cold drink shop, looking about twenty-five or twenty-six. His face, eerily white as if powdered, had a sinister and eerie presence.

”Uncle Master Zheng Rongji, Junior Brother Jin Junxiu.”

The youth entered, with a slightly respectful expression.

Currently transformed into Jin Junxiu’s appearance, Lin Mo smiled and nodded. From Jin Junxiu’s memories, he knew this person was named Bai Lu, a disciple of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect with an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Zhen Yuanzi controlled Zheng Rongji’s body, nodding slightly, naturally asking, ”Nephew Bai Lu, why didn’t my Senior Brother come?”

With Zhen Yuanzi’s cultivation, imitating Zheng Rongji’s cultivation and aura was as simple as eating and drinking.

”Master is waiting in Jilu City for Uncle Master. Uncle Master knows that Master holds an important position in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect, and thus, didn’t have the time to personally welcome you, letting Bai Lu come instead. I hope Uncle won’t take offense.” Bai Lu slightly lowered his head, his attitude very humble.

However, there was a hint of pride in his words.

Apparently, the relationship between Zheng Rongji and that Liu Qiang wasn’t particularly good.

”Hmph, since you’re here, let’s set off quickly without wasting time,” Zhen Yuanzi frowned and softly snorted.

Lin Mo stood by, quietly, knowing that speaking less would result in fewer mistakes.

Jilu City, located within Hyogo Prefecture in Han Country, had already been taken over by the Shishen Sect. Without a sect token or disciple escort, ordinary people couldn’t enter.

The three flew on the wind, reaching the outskirts of Jilu City in less than an hour.

”Uncle Master, we cannot fly in Jilu City. We’ll walk in,” Bai Lu said as he landed on the ground.

Zhen Yuanzi nodded lightly, with Lin Mo following closely behind.

Still, Lin Mo didn’t dare use Divine Thought to explore because if there were Golden Core stage elders in Jilu City, they would definitely detect his probing, which could alert them.

Jilu City was predominantly composed of white ancient structures, with winding eaves and pavilions, all modeled after Huaxia’s ancient architecture.

”Hmph.”

Lin Mo softly snorted, somewhat disdainful.

”Uncle Master, Master is already awaiting you inside. I won’t be going in,” Bai Lu stood outside an ancient courtyard gate, smiling calmly.

This ancient courtyard’s entrance had two red lanterns hanging, flanked by two peculiar stone statues resembling tigers or leopards, looking lifelike and profound.

Situated in the middle of Jilu City, the higher one ascends, the fewer the people, an indication that the higher one’s status, the higher the place they reside.

And at the very top of Jilu City, there was a barely visible ancient style courtyard, likely the Yin Yang Shishen Sect Master’s residence.

Lin Mo and Zhen Yuanzi stepped into the courtyard, and a woman dressed in pink and white clothes immediately ran over.

”Immortal Masters, the master is already waiting for you in the quiet room.”

Zhen Yuanzi and Lin Mo nodded, following the woman in white to the quiet room’s door.

The white-clothed woman knelt at the door, gently sliding open the wooden door, and softly said, ”Immortal Masters, please enter.”

The quiet room was spacious, filled with the bridling laughter of young women in white attire, while a middle-aged man with a beard, around the same age as Zheng Rongji, sat in the quiet room, donned in a black robe that revealed his sturdy chest muscles.

”Junior Brother, you’re here, come in quickly.”

Holding four beautiful women in his arms, the middle-aged man called out loudly.

Lin Mo and Zhen Yuanzi entered the quiet room, sitting on the prayer mats.

That middle-aged man was evidently Liu Qiang, one of the stewards in charge of cultivation quotas in the Yin Yang Shishen Sect. His cultivation was at the middle Innate level, reaching the Dragon Spine Realm. Though similar in cultivation to Lin Mo, Lin Mo could easily kill him with a single move.

The reasoning was similar to being in the same university; I rank in the top ten, while you’re merely hanging on at the tail end.

”Aren’t you all going to wait on my junior brother and nephew?”

Liu Qiang said coldly.

Immediately, several young and beautiful women in white flocked to Zhen Yuanzi and Lin Mo’s sides, their overpowering fragrance making him slightly uncomfortable.

”Oh, Nephew, don’t you like these maids? I specifically selected them with care. Are they not up to your standards?” Liu Qiang slightly frowned, evidently noticing Jin Junxiu’s odd behavior. Jin Junxiu was known to be lustful, even more so than him.

”Uncle Master, wouldn’t that be robbing you of your favorites?”

Lin Mo replied with a smile.

”Hmm?”

”Hmph hmph”

The two women’s faces showed shyness, yet they offered no resistance.

Zhen Yuanzi similarly held women on either side. Zheng Rongji and Jin Junxiu were known for their fondness for women, and acting out of character might arouse Zheng Rongji’s suspicions.

”Senior Brother, women can be entertained anytime; let’s discuss business first.”

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile.

”Alright, let’s talk business,” Liu Qiang’s face also showed a serious expression. ”Junior Brother, you should know the quota to cultivate at the spirit vein is always tight. I only managed to secure two spots for you out of consideration for our sect brotherhood.”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled, ”I will always remember my senior brother’s kindness.”

Lin Mo remained indifferent, knowing that a third of the quotas managed by Liu Qiang were traded for benefits. For him, offering two quotas to Zheng Rongji was not difficult at all.