Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”So it’s for Zhou Bing, can’t beat me, and now you’re pulling out a backer,” Lin Mo squinted and sneered.

Standing behind Rong Xiaofeng, Zhou Bing’s face turned ashen as he heard this, glaring viciously with clenched fists.

The surrounding Mystic Realm Sect and Dayan Dynasty Academy suddenly buzzed in surprise. Although Zhou Bing couldn’t match the likes of Duanmu Yin and Rong Xiaofeng, his strength was beyond doubt. Yet he was beaten up by Lin Mo, who even took his Space Ring.

This news indeed left many people secretly startled and amazed. No one expected the new genius from the Seven Sects to completely defeat Zhou Bing.

Zhou Bing not only possessed strong personal capabilities but also had an extraordinary background. Whether in the Dayan Dynasty or within the Mystic Realm Sect, few among the young generation dared to challenge him. ”This fellow really knows how to create trouble!” Duanmu Jinglin thought to himself, surprised. He knew Zhou Bing’s strength well; they were on par. Even if he had a slight edge over Zhou Bing, it was impossible to beat him brutally and snatch his Space Ring.

”Lin Mo, you belong to the Mystic Realm Sect. I won’t make things difficult for you. Return Zhou Bing’s Space Ring and apologize to him, and I won’t pursue this matter further. Let’s leave it at that,” Rong Xiaofeng said flatly, his tone turning significantly chilly.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed tightly on Rong Xiaofeng and Lin Mo. With Rong Xiaofeng’s formidable background and considerable strength, quite a few in the Mystic Realm Sect were eager to see how Lin Mo would handle this.

”Why should I? He tried to harm people and snatch treasures first. Unfortunately, his skills were lacking, so I taught him a lesson. Taking his Space Ring was just a minor punishment. Why should I return it?”

Lin Mo, not intimidated in the least, stared directly at Rong Xiaofeng and spoke indifferently.

”Hmm?” Upon hearing this, Rong Xiaofeng’s face darkened considerably, and a powerful suppression surged around him, suddenly causing the surrounding True Yuan to stagnate.

The crowd erupted in astonishment again, with many weaker individuals needing to enhance their True Yuan to resist this oppressive aura.

”Star Sea Level Early Stage...” Duanmu Jinglin’s eyes widened in shock at Rong Xiaofeng. Rong Xiaofeng was originally of High-level Star Lake cultivation, but unexpectedly, within a year and a half in the Great Ruins, he broke through his shackles, crossing into the ranks of Star Sea Level cultivation. Though Star Lake and Star Sea are a mere level apart, the gap between them is an unbridgeable chasm.

”Mr. Lin, maybe just let it go and return the items to them!” Qian Zhimo pursed her thin lips, hesitated briefly, then spoke softly with a hint of urgency looking at Lin Mo. Facing Rong Xiaofeng’s deliberate pressure, Lin Mo snorted coldly, as his body surged with razor-sharp True Yuan, resisting Rong Xiaofeng’s emitted suppression. He sneered, ”Zhou Bing asks you to fetch his things, you’re not qualified!”

With that utterance, a strange silence enveloped the surroundings once more.

”Is Lin Mo crazy?”

”Young Master Rong is the legitimate son of the Demon Star Prince and a top genius at the Dayan Dynasty Academy. With such strong power and background... Lin Mo is courting death!”

”Ha, he is the champion of the Seven Sects arena, naturally arrogant and doesn’t care about Young Master Rong!”

”Tsk tsk, given Young Master Rong’s temperament, this guy is in for trouble!”

Disciples of the Mystic Realm Sect and Dayan Dynasty Academy whispered among themselves, with some spiteful toward Lin Mo, looking on with schadenfreude, eager to see him get beaten.

Possessing a physique comparable to Basic-level Magical Treasure of Star Sea Level, and having improved his skills, Lin Mo believed that even if he couldn’t defeat Rong Xiaofeng, the latter would pay a steep price to repair him.

”Lin Mo, how dare you speak to Young Master Rong like that... are you tired of living?” Zhou Bing threatened, yet exhibited ’fox pretending to be a tiger’ to perfection.

Rong Xiaofeng’s face grew so grim it seemed it would drip with water. His fists slowly clenched, knuckles cracking as his eyes shone fiercely. When had he, a dignified Young Prince, ever been disregarded this way?

”You say I’m not qualified? Such audacity. Let’s see if you’ll keep that spirit when I crack your bones later.” Rong Xiaofeng said slowly, each word dripped cold menace. Qian Zhimo’s face was filled with intense anxiety. Though she saw Lin Mo defeat Ge Chuan, Rong Xiaofeng is on a different level. Having broken through to Star Sea Level and being the legitimate son of the Demon Star Prince, possessing innumerable resources and treasures, if they were to fight, Lin Mo would have no chance of winning.

”This guy is indeed arrogant, even disregarding Rong Xiaofeng!” Duanmu Jinglin frowned and shook his head. If he were in Lin Mo’s place, he wouldn’t dare speak to Rong Xiaofeng in such a manner.

Amidst this tense atmosphere, just as it was reaching its peak, a figure suddenly appeared between Lin Mo and Rong Xiaofeng, effortlessly dispelling Rong Xiaofeng’s aura. It was Su Yuanfan.

”Young Prince, I don’t know what grievances you have with Lin Mo, but he is a disciple of my Mystic Realm Sect. If you want to punish him, you’d have to ask our Mystic Realm Sect, wouldn’t you?” Su Yuanfan raised his brows slightly, looking at Rong Xiaofeng without showing any weakness.

Both the Mystic Realm Sect and Dayan Dynasty were superpowers within the Canglan Star Domain. Su Yuanfan had a wide network within the Mystic Realm Sect. He might bow before the Demon Star Prince, but not before Rong Xiaofeng, who was merely a Young Prince.

”Lin Mo, consider yourself lucky. I’ll remember this and settle with you another time,” Rong Xiaofeng glanced at Su Yuanfan before speaking coldly, then leading his group away.

”Whew, that was close!” Qian Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief, patting her chest, barely daring to breathe during the exchange.

”Master Su.” Lin Mo greeted Su Yuanfan politely, clasping his hands.

Su Yuanfan nodded, then glanced over Lin Mo, delightedly saying, ”Unexpectedly, you broke through to Star Lake Level Early Stage in less than half a year.”

”I was just lucky,” Lin Mo said modestly, ”Master Su, Guardian Ge tried to snatch my treasure. He’s already been killed by a disciple.”

It wasn’t a secret; Su Yuanfan would eventually find out. ”You killed Ge Chuan?” Su Yuanfan’s eyes widened, then he laughed, ”Your combat power is truly frightening. After the Demon Clan invaded, we investigated the Seven Sects, and found Ge Chuan colluded with the Demon Clan, leaking Great Ruins information—his death was not undeserved. You’ve cleansed the sect of traitors.”

”And Rong Xiaofeng, be careful. He’s not simple. You’ve offended him; he won’t let it go easily!” Su Yuanfan cautioned, furrowing his brow. ”If things escalate, it’s uncertain who’ll end up looking like a beaten pig.” Lin Mo squinted, a sharp glint flashing through his dark pupils, filled with razor-sharp confidence from the depths of his heart.