Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Lin Mo finally withdrew his palms and let out a heavy breath.

Helping Shen Qianlong calm the chaotic Spiritual Energy within his body was still quite exhausting for Lin Mo. After all, he was at the Innate Purple Mansion stage, and although his Spiritual Energy was solid and abundant, there was still a level difference compared to Shen Qianlong.

If he didn’t unleash his Combat Power amplification, the power within him would be almost the same as Shen Qianlong’s. Helping Shen Qianlong organize his Spiritual Energy was more taxing than fighting a powerful adversary.

”Pfft!”

Shen Qianlong simultaneously opened his heavy eyelids, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face was exceptionally pale, but he no longer had the pained, uncomfortable expression from before.

”Mr. Lin, thank you for expending so much effort to heal this old man’s injuries.” Shen Qianlong stood up, looked at Lin Mo, and bowed deeply.

Lin Mo smiled and said, ”It was just a small matter. Besides, the Shen Ancestor has shown me some kindness, so consider this my way of repaying the Shen family.”

As Shen Qianlong finished speaking, he was surprised to find the quiet room still shrouded in Black Fog, like Forest Prison Iron Locks enveloping the entire space. In one corner of the quiet room, a black-haired cultivator cloaked in Black Fog was meditating.

”Mr. Lin, who is this senior?” Shen Qianlong widened his eyes, clearly sensing the powerful aura emanating from Zhen Yuanzi, who was a Golden Core Stage cultivator but existed only in soul form.

”Zhen Yuanzi.” Lin Mo gazed at Zhen Yuanzi, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.

Shen Qianlong immediately bowed deeply to Zhen Yuanzi with respect, saying, ”Shen Qianlong greets Senior Zhen Yuanzi.”

”No need for courtesy.” Zhen Yuanzi grandly waved his hand, exuding the demeanor of a powerful senior.

Although Shen Qianlong did not know the relationship between Zhen Yuanzi and Lin Mo, he guessed that such formidable strength at Lin Mo’s young age likely involved the help of this senior Zhen Yuanzi.

”Shen Ancestor, I’ve just stabilized the chaotic Spiritual Energy in your body, but you’ll still need to meditate for a few more days. I have a few Stabilizing Essence Pills here.” Lin Mo took out a few Elixir Pills from his Space Ring and handed them to Shen Qianlong.

”Thank you, Mr. Lin.” Shen Qianlong accepted the Stabilizing Essence Pills and then said, ”Mr. Lin, regarding my family’s matters, you can ask Tai Lai—I will continue to meditate.”

”Alright.”

Lin Mo nodded, and Zhen Yuanzi simultaneously withdrew his Soul Banner, returning it to the Space Ring.

Pushing open the door to the quiet room, Lin Mo left, greeted by a clear day that seemed to be morning.

”Helping Shen Qianlong stabilize his internal injuries actually took three days.”

Lin Mo shook his head and was just planning to gradually see Shen Tong and Shen Tailai when he suddenly noticed two women standing at the door of the quiet room. They were Shen Zongwen and Shen Tong.

Both women were the heavenly beauties of the Shen family. In terms of appearance and temperament, they were exceptionally outstanding.

”Mr. Lin.”

”Mr. Lin.”

The two women immediately stepped forward respectfully upon seeing Lin Mo emerge from the quiet room.

”Mr. Lin, how is the Grandmaster...” Shen Tong’s small face showed concern, eagerly asking.

”I’ve already helped regulate Shen Ancestor’s injuries, but he still needs to meditate for a few days to fully recover.” Lin Mo responded calmly.

”Thank you, Mr. Lin.” Shen Tong pursed her small lips, a bright smile spreading across her pretty face.

”Thank you for your help, Mr. Lin.”

Shen Zongwen stood nearby, speaking softly, a blush appearing on her lovely face as she shyly glanced at Lin Mo.

”What exactly happened to the Shen family? With Shen Ancestor’s strength, unless provoked by a Sun Wheel Realm or Golden Core Stage expert, he shouldn’t be so gravely injured.” Lin Mo asked, his face filled with curiosity as he looked at Shen Tong. Shen Tong blinked her eyes, pursed her thin lips, and replied softly, ”Mr. Lin, it’s a long story. Shall we go to the living room? My father and second uncle are there.”

In the living room of the Shen family.

Shen Tailai and Second Young Master Shen were seated on the sofa, but their faces reflected a faint sense of seriousness, and the atmosphere within the Shen family was extremely heavy.

Upon seeing Lin Mo enter the living room with Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen, both men stood up together, bowing slightly with cupped hands, ”Mr. Lin.”

”Alright.”

Lin Mo looked at the two men and nodded slightly, understanding that the Shen family was facing great difficulties this time.

”Dad, second uncle, Mr. Lin has already helped heal Grandmaster’s injuries. Grandmaster is recovering, so I believe he’ll be well soon.” Shen Tong joyfully shared the good news with the two men.

Hearing this, Shen Tailai and Second Young Master Shen relaxed their previously tense expressions, showing a mix of relief and happiness.

”Mr. Lin, you have been a great benefactor to our Shen family. We will remember this kindness eternally. If there’s any way in the future that we can assist you, the Shen family will give our all and never decline.” Shen Tailai bowed deeply, showing utmost respect and sincerity.

”Mr. Shen, there’s no need to be so polite. Without Shen Ancestor giving me the wooden plaque, I wouldn’t have found the Qionglong Taoist, nor would I have acquired what I wanted at the Advanced Auction. In fact, I owe the Shen family a debt of gratitude.”

Lin Mo shook his head, speaking calmly.

Second Young Master Shen quickly said, ”Please, Mr. Lin, have a seat. Zongwen, prepare some tea.”

”Sure, Mr. Lin, please be seated. I’ll be right back.” Shen Zongwen nodded and quickly left the living room.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong sat on the sofa, opposite Shen Tailai and Second Young Master Shen.

Shortly after, Shen Zongwen returned with a tea set, her delicate hands pouring fragrant tea.

”Mr. Lin, please.” Shen Zongwen offered the white porcelain teacup to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo took a gentle sip of the tea, his gaze settling on Shen Tailai, ”Mr. Shen, what exactly happened with the Shen family? Why was Shen Ancestor injured?”

”Ah.” Shen Tailai let out a heavy sigh, displaying a serious look again as he spoke slowly, ”Three months ago, a mysterious person barged into our Shen family and fought with Shen Ancestor, injuring him in the process. We still don’t know who this mysterious person is.”

”Hmm?” Upon hearing this, Lin Mo furrowed his brows.

The fact that someone attacked Shen Qianlong without warning, leaving no name behind and not even killing Shen Qianlong, was peculiar.

”However, when he left, he seemed to have said something related to you, Mr. Lin.” Shen Tailai continued.

”Related to me?”

Lin Mo slightly narrowed his eyes.

”Before leaving, he said, ’Doesn’t your Shen family have Lin Mo as a guardian? If you want revenge, let Lin Mo come out.’” Shen Tailai truthfully reported.

Lin Mo lightly tapped his finger, thinking that the person who injured Shen Qianlong might be a strong force from a Supreme Force, possibly keeping an eye on him.

”Mr. Lin, I suspect the person is related to the Red Demon, possibly a strong figure from the Dark Conference.”

Second Young Master Shen hesitated before speaking out.

The leader of the Red Demon Saint Carmen, who was slapped to death by Lin Mo in the Fellings Mountains for attempting to seize the Earth Soul Orb—could this mysterious strong figure be connected to the Red Demon?