Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

If the Yin Yang Shishen Sect has a magic user or martial artist at the Golden Core Stage or Sun Wheel Realm, they could probably reach Flame Island in less than two minutes, and Zhen Yuanzi certainly wouldn’t be able to hold them off for long.

This matter concerns the acquisition of pure fire material to refine the Soul Condensing Pill, and Lin Mo absolutely cannot allow any mishaps to occur.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

For cultivators with their long lifespans, a month’s time is but a blink.

During this month, Lin Mo and Zhen Yuanzi, although they never left the cave, always used their divine thoughts to carefully observe the surrounding environment.

Caves number one to ten are the closest to the Hell Spiritual Vein, which lies beneath a volcano. Near the volcano, there are often patrols, and those people are dressed in uniform black tight clothes, members of the Yin Yang Shishen Sect’s law enforcement team.

Zhen Yuanzi and Lin Mo both didn’t dare to let their divine thoughts get close to the vicinity of the volcano, as they would be immediately discovered by any cultivators at the Golden Core Stage there.

”Waiting like this is not a solution. The six months will pass quickly; I must find a way to get close to the spiritual vein,” Lin Mo thought anxiously.

During this period, Shen Tong frequently awoke from cultivation, becoming increasingly curious about what Lin Mo and Zhen Yuanzi were planning, as the two of them just sat there seemingly dazed instead of cultivating.

”Could it be that they’re not here for cultivation spots and infiltrated the Yin Yang Shishen Sect for some other reason?” Shen Tong was filled with doubt but didn’t dare to ask.

Boom

Suddenly, a loud noise erupted at the cave entrance, and rocks tumbled down.

”Hmm, Mr. Lin, it seems someone outside is causing trouble, two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators,” Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes.

Lin Mo also opened his eyes, a cold light flickered deep within their depths.

”Isn’t there a rule that no fighting or plundering is allowed on Flame Island? Is someone not afraid of the law enforcement team?” Shen Tong asked in surprise.

Lin Mo stood up and headed straight to the cave entrance.

Outside the entrance, two young men stood, their bodies thin, their faces giving off a sinister look.

”Who are you?” Zhen Yuanzi frowned and asked.

”Zheng Rongji, we want to swap caves with you, exchange your number eight cave for our number forty-five cave, how about it?” One of the youths, holding a folded fan with a pale face, spoke softly, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Zhen Yuanzi frowned and said, ”You want to take my cave, aren’t you afraid of the law enforcement team?”

The caves with lower numbers are in locations where the spiritual energy is more concentrated. The number forty-five cave is already in the Second Tier of caves, where the spiritual energy is undoubtedly much weaker than that of the number eight cave. ”Law enforcement team? I almost forgot, this is your first time coming to the Hell Spiritual Vein to cultivate,” the youth with the white fan showed a sneer of disdain. ”If you two don’t want to give up the number eight cave, then later when I accidentally hit a little harder and injure you severely, don’t blame me for not reminding you.”

Hearing the white fan youth’s words, Lin Mo understood; the law enforcement team only handled plundering cases. They usually turned a blind eye to ordinary challenges and fights.

No wonder Liu Qiang was so kind to give the jade pendant of the number eight cave to Zhen Yuanzi. A commoner had no sin, but holding a treasure arouses the sin; especially since Zheng Rongji and Jin Junxiu’s strength was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, possessing top-notch cultivation resources would certainly incite jealousy.

Liu Qiang intended to kill with a borrowed knife!

”Injure me? Hmph.” Zhen Yuanzi sneered.

”Let me handle it,” Lin Mo said lightly.

Zhen Yuanzi glanced at Lin Mo and nodded.

”How ungrateful, actually letting your disciple handle it. Today, I’ll make you kneel and beg for mercy,” the white fan youth snorted coldly, wrist flicking as the folded fan opened, instantly sending a dazzling light shooting forth.

Lin Mo formed a seal with his hand, enveloping his whole body with a spiritual energy light curtain.

The dazzling light struck the light curtain, which wobbled for a moment before dissipating into nothing.

Zhen Yuanzi and Shen Tong retreated to the back, Shen Tong blinking her bright eyes, as the two white fan youths were both mid-stage Foundation Establishment while Lin Mo was merely at early-stage.

”Cold Light Poison Bee Sting!” Lin Mo’s pupils condensed a cold light, and with a grasped spell in hand, thousands of cold lights like bee tails burst forth, shooting toward the sky.

The faces of the white fan youth and his companion changed drastically. Facing countless stinging lights like cold star points, the two immediately raised a spiritual energy shield, but it lasted less than three seconds before it shattered. Cold lights pierced into their bodies, pain unbearable, as if thousands of ants were gnawing their bone marrow. They fell to the ground, cold sweat profusely appearing all over.

The Cold Light Poison Bee Sting was one of Jin Junxiu’s trained techniques, but with Lin Mo’s soul strength and cultivation, it was a simple task to emulate such a low-level technique, and the power was even purer.

”How could this be?” Shen Tong blinked her cool eyes in disbelief at Lin Mo.

The white fan youth and his companion both had strength surpassing Lin Mo, yet they couldn’t defeat him.

With a casual move, Lin Mo summoned their space rings to his palm and used divine thought to investigate. Astonishingly, the space rings held thirty top-grade spiritual stones, clearly their entire possessions.

At that moment, a shadow flew swiftly through the sky, like flowing light, landing at the entrance of cave number eight.

”What’s going on with you? Don’t you know the rules of Flame Island?”

The newcomer wore black light armor, the entire body and face shrouded in a mask, showing only two black eyes.

”Law enforcer, we were just sparring with each other,” the white fan youth, having just climbed up from the ground, said in a weak voice, his face deathly pale.

”Don’t forget the rules of Flame Island: those who fight and plunder will be expelled from Flame Island and may even face punishment from the Yin Yang Shishen Sect,” the man in black light armor spoke in a deep voice.

Han Country has only one cultivation sect, and every cultivator is an important resource. Internal plundering is strictly prohibited, yet ordinary sparring and fights are typically overlooked.

”Sir,”

Lin Mo suddenly spoke.

The man in black light armor turned his head as Lin Mo’s eyes flickered with a purple light.

The eyes of the black-armored man momentarily clouded then returned to normal.

”Sir, we were just having an ordinary spar. That’s all,” Lin Mo said calmly.

”Very well, just don’t cause trouble on Flame Island.” With that, the man in light armor ascended into the air, transforming into flowing light heading towards the volcano.

”Aren’t you rolling out of here? Or are you waiting to be beaten again?” Shen Tong gently arched her eyebrows and spoke.

”Hmph!”

Painfully staggering, the white fan youth and his companion let out a cold snort, glared vengefully at Lin Mo, then turned and walked away.

”What technique did you just use? Their cultivation level was higher, yet they couldn’t beat you?” Shen Tong looked at Lin Mo with excitement.