Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Mr. Lin.”

The eldest daughter of the Shen Family walked gracefully to Lin Mo and made a small bow.

”We’ve met again?”

A faint smile appeared on Lin Mo’s lips.

The young lady of the Shen Family standing before him was none other than Shen Tong from Flame Island. Unexpectedly, Shen Tong had indeed escaped.

Equally unexpected for Shen Tong was to see Lin Mo alive and at the Shen Family. Her gaze wavered, unable to meet Lin Mo’s eyes directly, as she had promised him unexpected benefits on Flame Island!

”Mr. Lin, our ancestor wishes to invite you over for a chat,” Shen Tong took a deep breath and said clearly.

”Alright.”

Lin Mo smiled faintly and left the pavilion with Shen Tong.

The Shen Family’s strongest was likely that mid-stage Condensation ancestor, whom Lin Mo didn’t pay much attention to.

After they left, Wang Ya, Zhang Douling, and Uncle Miao exchanged puzzled looks.

”This guy actually knows Shen Tong, the eldest daughter of the Shen Family?” Wang Ya clenched her fists, stamping her foot in anger. The calm demeanor Lin Mo had shown was merely an act.

”He knows the Shen Family’s young lady, why didn’t he tell us? We were worried for him,” Zhang Douling muttered, pouting.

Huang Yuantu was already scared stiff.

Not only was Lin Mo incredibly strong, but he also knew the eldest daughter of the Shen Family.

”Zhengpeng, let’s just annul the marriage arrangement with the Zhang Family! When the head of the Zhang Family returns, I’ll discuss it personally,” Huang Yuantu sighed.

Huang Zhengpeng’s face turned as white as a sheet. He never expected Zhang Douling to know such a big shot. He didn’t want to risk his family just because of a woman. With Lin Mo’s strength, crushing the Huang Family was as easy as squashing an ant.

”Dad, he—”

Shen Guanyang stood dazed for a while before snapping back to reality, clenching his fists in hidden dissatisfaction.

”Say no more, go into seclusion to cultivate. Being insulted due to insufficient strength is deserved. It’s best not to provoke him,” Second Young Master Shen said gravely.

Hearing this, Shen Guanyang could only unclench his fists and sigh inwardly.

Not only was Lin Mo stronger than he was, but he also knew the family’s heavenly beauty, making revenge impossible.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo and Shen Tong were walking along a quiet path toward the interior of the Shen Family’s mountain villa.

Only the head of the Shen Family could enter its interior, among the juniors, only Shen Tong had this privilege.

”Mr. Lin, I never expected you to survive,” Shen Tong, walking beside Lin Mo, hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

”Did you think I was dead?”

Lin Mo replied calmly.

”No, it’s just that the battle was too chaotic, I could only find a way to escape,” Shen Tong hastily said, her face showing slight changes in color.

She had personally witnessed the battle back then, with Lin Mo and Zhen Yuanzi fighting thousands of Yin Yang Shishen Sect cultivators, the heavens and earth altered, winds and clouds transformed, the sea of thunder exhausted, with cultivators falling one after another, and finally three Golden Core Stage cultivators pursuing Lin Mo.

Shen Tong thought Lin Mo had surely died, but he survived!

”Have you not told anyone about what happened on Flame Island?”

Lin Mo suddenly pondered aloud.

”Mr. Lin, I haven’t told anyone about what happened on Flame Island, not even my closest ones,” Shen Tong quickly responded. The extraction of Spirit Veins from Flame Island was a significant matter; revealing it might implicate the Shen Family too.

Lin Mo sent a wisp of Divine Thought directly into Shen Tong’s Divine Sea. Her eyes immediately showed a trace of confusion, and moments later, he withdrew the Divine Thought.

This girl indeed hadn’t told anyone about the Flame Island incident, even employing a self-divine mind sealing technique to avoid inadvertently revealing it.

Moments later, Lin Mo retrieved his Divine Thought.

Shen Tong’s once confused eyes quickly regained their clarity. She glanced at Lin Mo, knowing he had just used some Soul Searching Technique on her.

One must know that with the intensity of Lin Mo’s soul’s Divine Thought, he was nearly equal to a Golden Core Stage cultivator. Under Lin Mo’s Divine Thought probing, Shen Tong had virtually no ability to resist.

”You are wise.”

Lin Mo grinned, continuing to walk down the shaded path. Shen Tong slightly clenched her fists. Having one’s Divine Thought probed felt akin to being stripped naked. Though dissatisfied, even angry, in the Cultivation World, the stronger is respected. Since she and even the entire Shen Family were weaker than Lin Mo, there was no room for resistance.

”Phew!”

Shen Tong let out a long breath.

Secretly relieved about her experiences on Flame Island, Shen Tong had reconstructed a story to deceive her family, fearing that revealing anything about Flame Island and Lin Mo might infuriate him, putting the Shen Family at risk.

Even to the family’s ancestor, Shen Tong hadn’t disclosed anything about Lin Mo.

Regaining her composure, Shen Tong lifted her head and continued to lead Lin Mo inside the villa.

”Ancestor, it’s me, Shen Tong.”

Shen Tong and Lin Mo stood at the door of a quiet room with black tiles and wooden beams, her delicate face showing respect.

”Come in!”

A hoarse voice came from within the room.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong entered the room. It was quite spacious, almost empty except for a solitary meditation mat, with no lights other than the candle racks in the corners, burning red lights emanating a peculiar fragrance.

”Fire Cold Stone.” Lin Mo glanced around and quickly identified the burning material on the candle racks. It was a commonly used lighting source in the Cultivation World, unaffected by wind or rain, emitting a special fragrance that aids in calming the mind, beneficial when cultivating.

”Ancestor.”

Shen Tong stood quietly, bending slightly with utmost respect.

It was then that Lin Mo noticed an elderly man sitting in the quiet room, white-haired and youthful in appearance, eyes closed, his aura extremely weak, akin to an ordinary aged person nearing the end of life.

Yet, beneath this weak aura, there was a latent explosive force akin to thunder.

The elder was the mid-stage Condensation cultivator Lin Mo had detected with his Divine Thought before arriving at the Shen Family’s mountain villa.

Shen Qianlong, the founder of the Shen Family and its ancestor, said to be the great-great-great-grandfather of Shen Tong.

His precise age was unknown even to the Shen Family.

But Lin Mo knew that the life span limit for one at the mid-stage of Condensation was eight hundred years. Shen Tong’s grandfather clearly neared that limit, and without a breakthrough, he would certainly pass away in two hundred years.

”Hmm, you’re here.”

Shen Qianlong opened his eyes, which appeared cloudy, yet emitted a faint bright gleam.

”Ancestor, this is Mr. Lin, who has had some fated encounters with me in Japan and has offered his help,” Shen Tong spoke softly.

”Indeed, Mr. Lin, a hero among the young!”

Shen Qianlong raised his head, his gaze landing on Lin Mo, containing a hint of appreciation.

”Clan Leader Shen overpraises me.”

Lin Mo said humbly.

”As you have helped Shen Tong, you are a friend of the Shen Family. I am aware of what recently transpired, it was Shen Guanyang’s fault, and I will have him apologize to you. Meanwhile, let Shen Tong accompany you around these days.”

Having said that, Shen Qianlong closed his eyes again.

Lin Mo furrowed his brow; the old man had Shen Tong invite him over, yet had no specific matters to discuss.

”Mr. Lin, let’s continue our conversation outside.”

Shen Tong suggested.

Lin Mo nodded and followed Shen Tong out of the quiet room.