Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme-Chapter 1521 - 1357: Disdain

Qian Zhimo, Duanmu Jinglin, Su Yuanfan, and Lin Mo simultaneously looked up. In the vast sky, a black spaceship broke through the air at great speed, reaching the top of Jade Emperor Peak and slowly stopping. The entire spaceship resembled a fierce eagle, blocking

out the sun, its might indescribable.

Even Su Yuanfan's eyes reflected an extremely fiery glow. A starship, whether in terms of combat ability or flight speed, is something cultivators can hardly surpass. Of course, maintaining a spaceship of this kind is exorbitantly costly, likely only those above Star System Level, Star Domain Level can own their own

spaceship.

People like Su Yuanfan can barely earn enough soul coins to support their own cultivation, let alone have extra funds to maintain a spaceship.

Therefore, such spaceships are generally owned by large sects, families, or dynasties.

"Falcon Hawk, Star Lake-class spaceship, truly imposing." Qian Zhimo lifted her neck, her beautiful eyes shining with a ripple of brilliance.

"Alright, the spaceship is here to pick you up. Hurry along now, and I hope you all gain something in the Great Ruins." Su Yuanfan waved with a smile.

Immediately, Lin Mo, Qian Zhimo, and Duanmu Jinglin transformed into three streaks of light, directly heading towards a circular beam of light at the bottom of the Falcon Hawk, entering its interior moments later.

The interior of the spaceship was extremely spacious, with over twenty young men and women already standing inside. As they entered, everyone's eyes simultaneously turned towards them. The selection for this journey to the Great Ruins included the top three disciples from the tournament of each sect, with a total of twenty-one top geniuses from the seven Outer Sects, most of whom were at High-level Galaxy Level, with only Lin Mo still at 'Galaxy Level Middle' cultivation,

and besides that, there were also two or three extraordinarily powerful auras, unexpectedly at Star Lake Level cultivation.

At this moment, two figures slowly approached the trio, a man and a woman. The man's appearance was handsome and his stature tall, with a restrained fierceness that gave an air of profundity, possessing High-level Star Lake cultivation.

The other was a woman in a light blue long dress, her black hair cascading over her fragrant shoulders, with a delicate and pretty face that held a gentle smile.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister." Qian Zhimo respectfully bowed with hands folded upon seeing the pair.

"Eldest Miss Meng, Big Brother." Duanmu Jinglin simultaneously bowed and called out.

Lin Mo was surprised to see the tall young man, who bore some resemblance to Duanmu Jinglin, but whose aura was even more powerful.

"Lin Mo, we meet again!" The slowly approaching woman smiled sweetly and waved her jade-like hand to him, her lips curving with a gentle smile.

"Eldest Miss Meng." Lin Mo saw the woman and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, not expecting Meng Qingge to also be heading to the Great Ruins.

In fact, it wasn't surprising; Meng Qingge herself had Star Lake Level strength, and with her impressive family background and connections to the Meng Family Supreme Elder, she surely secured a spot to the Great Ruins.

"No need to be so formal with me, we're old friends after all. This tournament I have to thank you for letting me earn a lot of soul coins." Meng Qingge smiled lightly, displaying intimacy towards Lin Mo.

Meng Qingge had placed a bet with Gu Sa, and Lin Mo's emergence as a dark horse to win the championship made her win abundantly.

However, Meng Qingge's friendly demeanor left Lin Mo somewhat helpless, as he already felt a few cold glares directed at him from around. Moreover, the young man standing alongside Meng Qingge also shot a frosty look, then smiled and said, "So Junior Sister Meng knows him, this Lin Mo whose name I keep hearing lately. I'm told you emerged as a dark horse,

and ended up tying with Duanmu Jinglin for first place. Truly remarkable."

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but find it somewhat irksome, and responded coolly, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your concern. It was just luck."

"I haven't introduced myself, I'm Duanmu Yin. To break through and share the top spot with little Jing requires more than just luck." Duanmu Yin smiled slightly, his smile carrying a hint of gloom. Hearing these words, Duanmu Jinglin's expression changed slightly, his teeth clenched as two sharp gazes aimed at Lin Mo, "During the competition, Lin Mo was severely injured, and the Seventh Elder stopped me from dueling him, but if

given the chance, I'd like to truly spar with Mr. Lin to see who the real champion is."

Those around them watched with interest, looking at Lin Mo and Duanmu Jinglin as if ready for a show. "Lin Mo, long time no see. I have something to say to you, let's chat elsewhere, the Falcon Hawk will take two or three days to reach the Great Ruins." Suddenly, Meng Qingge grabbed Lin Mo's arm and pulled him aside.

Seeing this, the usually calm Duanmu Yin's eye twitched slightly, squinting as a shadow crossed his face.

"In all these years of tournaments, it's the first time a disciple with intermediate Galactic Level cultivation has qualified to go to the Great Ruins." Duanmu Yin murmured, his gaze sharp as he watched the backs of Meng Qingge and Lin Mo.

"Big Brother, this guy is strong, but I will definitely defeat him. If it weren't for the Seventh Elder stopping me, I'd have beaten him to a pulp." Duanmu Jinglin gritted his teeth, his face fierce and fists clenched tightly.

To him, sharing the top spot with Lin Mo was an insult. "When we reach the Great Ruins, let's find a chance to teach him a good lesson, show him there is only one champion of the Seven Sects, and... make him understand the gap between people, some things are off-limits to him." Duanmu Yin slightly squinted, speaking in a voice only they could hear.

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Jinglin was initially stunned, then understood as he glanced at Meng Qingge's back, snorting coldly, "Big Brother, rest assured, I'll teach him a lesson, a toad trying to eat swan meat."

The space inside the Falcon Hawk was vast, providing not only a main hall but also quiet rooms for each disciple to rest in and places to chat.

Meng Qingge pulled Lin Mo into one of the quiet rooms.

"Eldest Miss Meng, didn't you see? When you pulled me in here, those elite disciples from the Outer Sects looked as if they wanted to tear me apart." Lin Mo sat down in a chair within the quiet room, a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Why should you care about them? Last time, I had something come up unexpectedly and didn't get to congratulate you."

Meng Qingge sat in the chair beside him, her face radiant with a bright smile, and said, "But it seems Duanmu Jinglin is a bit dissatisfied, and he might deliberately trouble you at the Great Ruins." "Really? Then I'll make sure he admits defeat." Lin Mo laughed.