Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Although the Transformation Pond can rapidly increase one’s cultivation, the pond is filled with intense Cold Energy that becomes heavier the deeper one dives. Hence... one should not dive too deep into the pond, otherwise, it can easily lead to injury from the Cold Energy in the pond, which not only fails to quickly enhance cultivation

but can also harm the body.

Lin Mo and his peers are entering the Transformation Pond for the first time, so they have one free opportunity to cultivate for a day. If they want to come to the Transformation Pond again, they must exchange points for time, costing a thousand points for each hour.

Each hour spent in the Golden Origin Pool costs ten thousand points.

Each hour spent in the Blood Demon Pool costs one hundred thousand points.

There are two ways to earn points. The first way is to go to the Seven Sect’s trial ground ’Prison Realm’ to hunt and kill beasts, obtain inner cores to exchange for points. The second way is to challenge the ’Illusion Realm’; every level passed rewards corresponding points.

”A thousand points for just an hour is quite an expense, but I suppose the Mystic Realm Sect does this to train Sect Disciples. If you want to obtain resources, you must put forth the corresponding effort.”

Lin Mo murmured to himself, thinking the Mystic Realm Sect’s rules are quite fair. As he quickly absorbed the Spiritual Energy and Cold Energy in the pond, Lin Mo studied various materials on the Mystic Realm Sect. The place he was in belonged to the Sect’s Seven Sects, and now he could only enjoy the Outer Disciple’s treatment. If he entered the inner

Sect and continually enhanced his status within the Sect, higher-level treatment and resources would be available.

Overall, the various rules and systems can be summarized with one line: the stronger obtain more resources, while the weaker are eliminated.

”I must make myself stronger. I must personally kill that Young Master of the Mu Family.” Lin Mo couldn’t help but grit his teeth. Now that he has arrived at the Mystic Realm Sect, as long as he improves his strength, there will be opportunities to slay the Young Master. Immediately, Lin Mo started to cultivate seriously. Now descending to ten thousand meters, the Cold Energy and Spiritual Energy’s concentration is far from comparable to three thousand meters, five thousand meters. Lin Mo seemed like a whirlpool, with surrounding Spiritual Energy continually

rushing towards his body. The Spiritual Energy entering his body was split into Cold Energy and Spiritual Energy by the Ice Cloud Netherworld Record, running along his meridians. Once the Cold Energy became gentle, it reached the Dantian, forming a dense White Fog, slowly being ’absorbed’ by Star Power, just like

Lin Mo when he sparred with Hong Tao, with astonishing Cold Energy in his True Yuan, enabling him to gain a significant advantage.

The Spiritual Energy, after circulating, reached the Divine Sea. Besides two flames of Soul Fire burning there, a golden-yellow thing like ’Egg’ continued to absorb the Spiritual Energy rushing into his body, constantly solidifying...

This was a sign of entering the Late-stage Condensation, just one step away from the Golden Core Stage.

”With normal cultivation speed, reaching Late-stage Condensation would take at least three years, but now the cultivation speed is tens of times faster and should reach the Golden Core Stage within three months.”

A trace of ’excitement’ appeared on Lin Mo’s face, but maintaining this speed required him to constantly ’immerse’ himself in the Transformation Pond, or the even more potent ’Golden Origin Pool.’ As for the Blood Demon Pool, according to Manager Zhou, only three people have made it into the Blood Demon Pool from the Outer Sect to ’quench’ their bodies. Lin Mo was intrigued by the Blood Demon Pool’s ’effect,’ but without enough confidence, he dared not

venture easily, and it requires enough points to go.

The Transformation Pond was vast, with a silver egg-shaped entity towering above, as large as a dozen football fields, yet smaller relative to the pond.

Inside the Silver Egg were two middle-aged men dressed in white robes, sitting cross-legged while cultivating. Suddenly, one got up and said, ”Brother Zhou, look at the situation in the Transformation Pond; there seems to be a surprise!” The other slightly thinner middle-aged man got up, uttered an ”Eh,” then waved his palm, and a phantom screen appeared before them. That phantom screen was covered with dense ’Light Points,’ each representing a Seven Sect Disciple.

”Oh, someone has descended to ten thousand meters in the Transformation Pond. Even you and I would find it hard to bear at such depths.” Brother Zhou said with slight amazement.

”I checked the information. It seems to be a new batch of disciples from the Seven Sects, coming from Yu Lan Star, named Lin Mo.” The other cultivator surnamed Wang said.

”Lin Mo? This name sounds somewhat familiar.” Brother Zhou murmured.

The cultivator named Wang said, ”Brother, this fellow just arrived at the Seven Sects and seemed to have had some conflict with Hong Tao from the Hong Family, supposedly over a female servant, making quite a name for himself among the new batch of disciples.”

”I see, but the highest record in the Transformation Pond is thirty thousand meters. I wonder if he can surpass it.” Brother Zhou said indifferently. ”Brother Zhou, you must be joking. The deeper in the Transformation Pond, the heavier the Cold Energy becomes. Ten thousand meters is a critical point. This fellow reaching ten thousand meters is already an ’exceptional’ performance. Thirty thousand meters, over the tens of thousands of years at our Seven Sects, there are fewer than five existing

records.” Brother Wang shook his head, doubtful, and said. In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and Lin Mo and others were gently sent out from the Transformation Pond by a soft force. To enter the Transformation Pond again, one must consume points. It seems many will soon enter the ’Prison Realm’ and ’Illusion

Realm’ to acquire points.

Returning to his dwelling in the courtyard, Lin Mo didn’t rush to cultivate. Instead, he summoned Qing Su to inquire about the Prison Realm.

”Does Mr. Lin want to go to the Prison Realm to earn points?” Qing Su knew about the Prison Realm matters, and upon Lin Mo’s inquiry, she could already guess.

”Yes, if I want to cultivate in the Transformation Pond, it requires spending points, doesn’t it?”

Lin Mo nodded.

The management of the Mystic Realm Sect is fairly lenient, allowing disciples to cultivate freely aside from special matters. ”The Transformation Pond opens twice each month, on the first and fifteenth, each time for seven days for disciples to enter the Prison Realm to hunt and kill beasts for points. For servants like us, if they perform well, there’s a chance for one

entry opportunity, but I’ve been at the Mystic Realm Sect for a year and only entered once.” Qing Su said gently, her little face filled with a gloomy expression.

”Haha, when I go in and earn enough points, I’ll share some with you.” Lin Mo said generously.

”Really? Then I thank the gentleman in advance. The day after tomorrow is the fifteenth, when the Prison Realm opens.”

Qing Su nodded and spoke. After Qing Su left, the Rain King also came to find Lin Mo, discussing the Prison Realm matters too. They agreed to depart together the day after tomorrow before leaving.