Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

For a time, the news of Lin Mo’s death while dealing with the Alien Demon spread, causing a major stir within the entire Cultivation Forces. It’s important to note that Lin Mo was a top ten genius disciple in the Golden Secret Realm Trial of the Mystic Realm Sect, and rumors even had it that his strength had surpassed Chen Yan.

After all, aside from the Huge Sword, Lin Mo personally beheaded a Galaxy Level cultivator in front of many, making him the recognized strongest among the geniuses on Yu Lan Star, second only to Lord Tao. The entire Martial Alliance was in an uproar, and many forces were astonished. Everyone originally thought Lin Mo would die at the hands of the ’Huge Sword’s’ owner, but unexpectedly, Meng Qingge suddenly appeared and saved Lin Mo. However, it wasn’t long before news spread that Lin Mo encountered a powerful Alien Demon in the Nine Continents Secret Realm, sacrificing himself to seal the demon.

Forces that had past enmities with Lin Mo even set off fireworks in celebration, while those friendly with him rushed to the Nine Continents Secret Realm to confirm his death and pay tribute to Lin Mo. ”Mr. Lin’s power was formidable, even capable of slaying Galaxy Level foreign cultivators. How could he die at the hands of an Alien Demon?” The Rain King clenched his fists in grief and indignation. On Yu Lan Star, led by the Rain King, the Rainforest Warriors were solitary in nature and didn’t participate in power struggles, with few friends, and Lin Mo was one of them.

Besides the Rain King, Liu Qingyang and Wu Mi also visited the Sword Heart Martial Arts Hall, sighing as they departed.

The arrival of these forces confirmed Lin Mo’s death.

The entire Cultivation World was in turmoil. ”Eldest Miss Meng, take care.” Fang Tangjing stood outside the Martial Arts Hall, watching the departing figure of Meng Qingge, lowering his head with a sigh. Now all hope could only be placed on the Mystic Realm Sect, a true Major Sect, which might have the chance to bring Lin Mo ’back to life.’

Meng Qingge returned to the Mystic Realm Sect palace in Kunlun Mountain, directly entering the quiet room of the Meng Family’s Great Elder.

”Qing’er, isn’t it disrespectful, bursting in without a word?”

The Elder Meng, practicing calmly in the quiet room, spoke softly without opening his eyes.

”Grandfather, Lin Mo, he...” Meng Qingge blurted out impatiently, ignoring the previous reproach.

”I already know his situation, his body’s meridians are severed inch by inch, his five internal organs damaged, his Soul Fire extinguished, he’s completely dead,” Elder Meng murmured.

”Grandfather, you must have a way, right?”

Meng Qingge frowned, biting on her silver teeth, her deep eyes fixed intently on the elder.

Elder Meng said, ”Even the ’Great Emperor’ has no way to bring the dead back to life, not to mention that your grandfather hasn’t even fully entered the Saint Rank, how can I save him?”

”It’s impossible. If a person dies, their soul scatters and Dao vanishes, but Lin Mo, he should still be savable. His Soul Fire is extinguished but hasn’t scattered,” Meng Qingge said. ”He has only a sliver of vitality left, and unless it’s the Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine ’Ice Crystal Jade Dew,’ there’s no way to save him. Even that chance is less than one in a billion,” Elder Meng shook his head, sighing.

Not to mention the Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine, the Mystic Realm Sect only has one plant, which isn’t ’Ice Crystal Jade Dew.’ The ’Ice Crystal Jade Dew’ is an extremely rare existence even among Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine. ”Grandfather, is there really no way?” Meng Qingge bit her thin lips, her face showing quite a worried expression. She also knew that the Mystic Realm Sect wouldn’t expend sect resources just to find a Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine for a disciple who hasn’t officially entered the sect.

Lin Mo is a genius on Yu Lan Star, but compared to the many geniuses from prestigious families among the 108 planets of the Mystic Realm Sect, he pales in comparison. The

Mystic Realm Sect wouldn’t go through so much trouble for him. ”There’s no way,” Elder Meng shook his head, then looked at Meng Qingge a bit oddly, ”But you, girl, aren’t focusing on cultivation and preparing to return to the Mystic Realm Sect, yet you’re concerned for a disciple who hasn’t even officially entered it. It’s quite odd, could it be you...

”Grandfather, it’s not what you think, I... I just fear losing a good seedling for the Mystic Realm Sect,” Meng Qingge’s expression slightly changed upon hearing this, she hurriedly said.

”Go out. If the Array isn’t repaired by the time Lin Mo wakes up, he can’t be kept waiting,” Elder Meng said softly.

”Yes, grandfather.”

Meng Qingge hesitated for a moment, a heavy sigh in her heart, and left the quiet room. But the one most affected by Lin Mo’s death was those closest to him. Yang Chuxue had always been kept in the dark, but such concealment isn’t a long-term solution. Sooner or later, Yang Chuxue would know, and by then, who knows if she could bear such pain.

There’s a long corridor leading to the mountain yard at the back of the Sword Heart Martial Arts Hall, usually only Lin Mo and Yingzi could go to the mountain yard, but at this moment, there was a figure walking within the corridor.

After a few minutes of walking, a brightness appeared before their eyes, the light gradually enlarged, and the figure also stepped out.

”Sister Mengdie.” The tall figure stopped and softly spoke to the girl sitting on a large stone ahead.

These few days, Xia Mengdie had been hiding in the mountain yard, becoming quite thin, washing her face with tears every day.

Xia Mengdie turned her head, looking at the figure standing behind her, her slightly haggard face bearing a heart-aching beauty, ”Zi Ning.”

”Sister Mengdie, you can’t go on like this.” Sima Zining approached Xia Mengdie and said softly.

”I...” Xia Mengdie moved her lips, finally turning her head away, once more casting her gaze into the clouds and mist in the distance, ”What should I do?”

”Xiao Mo wouldn’t want to see you like this. No matter what difficulties he faced, he would always find a way to solve them. Now we shouldn’t just sit and wait here.” Hearing this, Xia Mengdie’s delicate body trembled slightly, standing up from the large stone, ”But even the Eldest Miss Meng of the Mystic Realm Sect said that only a Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine could potentially save Xiao Mo, and you know the rarity of such a medicine, the Mystic Realm Sect only has one plant and won’t bring it out for Xiao Mo.”

”Sister Mengdie, if you faced a challenge in the marketplace, what would you do? Surrender?”

Sima Zining’s gaze was intense as she looked at Xia Mengdie.

In a single sentence, Xia Mengdie was stunned again. She was once a commanding CEO in the business world, but now she seemed like a helpless young woman, grieving and tearful all day without any solutions.

”As long as there’s a sliver of hope, we can’t give up. Maybe there really is a Heavenly-grade Divine Medicine on this planet.” Sima Zining said, her face showing traces of firmness and determination.

”Hope? Don’t give up?”

Xia Mengdie bit her lips hard, Sima Zining’s words struck a chord, ”As long as there’s hope, we can’t give up. Xiao Mo never gave up, we can’t give up either!”

”Alice and Kedun are here; they said there’s something to discuss with us. Sister Mengdie, pull yourself together.” Sima Zining said with a resolute gaze.