Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo didn't speak, but his view of Fang Tangjing had once again dramatically increased.

Aliens are merely creatures discussed by scientists, and although the topic of aliens is under discussion, there has never been concrete evidence.

Fang Tangjing had clearly never left Earth, yet he genuinely experienced the universe and was certain of the infinite existence of life within it; this breadth of vision and spirit greatly astonished Lin Mo.

"However, your appearance indeed doesn't resemble that of an alien. But the Cultivation Technique you showed me is too profound, at least hundreds of years more advanced than Earth's current Martial Arts achievements, making it impossible to create such a Mysterious Cultivation Technique with what we have."

Fang Tangjing slowly spoke.

Lin Mo did not speak; his Cultivation Technique was gained from a near-death experience.

Fang Tangjing turned his head, his gaze softening, "Everyone has a secret that belongs only to themselves, and I have no wish to know yours."

"Then, Chairman Fang, this Cultivation Technique?" Lin Mo asked hesitantly, as from Lin Mo's reaction, it seemed he was reluctant to disclose the Cultivation Technique.

"These techniques are not suitable for me. Martial Arts is a path of utmost sincerity; only by harboring a childlike heart and creating one's own Martial Arts can one reach the Peak and see all other mountains as small. Any other techniques, however powerful, are merely collecting scraps of others' wisdom." Fang Tangjing shook his head and said slowly, "Although I am somewhat tempted, I cannot accept them."

"How can I repay Chairman's kindness?" Lin Mo said with a frown, "I really don't like to owe others favors."

"If you truly wish to repay my kindness, I have one condition." Fang Tangjing said, his face revealing a sly expression.

Lin Mo, noticing the look on Fang Tangjing's face, felt somewhat uneasy, sensing that Fang Tangjing might have ulterior motives.

"Actually, I'll just tell you. I promised a leader to protect the safety of Huaxia, but as you know, I have many wives and no time to spend with them, which often causes quarrels at home and gives me a lot of headaches," Fang Tangjing said with a furrowed brow.

Lin Mo, hearing this, speculated that he might also have a close relationship with the Military Department.

"My condition is simple. Help me protect Huaxia for at least ten years. I want to take a break, travel around with my wife and children, and not worry about these troublesome matters," Fang Tangjing said, staring intensely at Lin Mo, "What do you think?"

After hearing Fang Tangjing's condition, Lin Mo was a bit stunned.

Was Fang Tangjing just looking to be lazy and travel with his family?

"It's not impossible, but with Chairman's strength, you could actually advance further in Martial Arts," Lin Mo suddenly spoke. Fang Tangjing laughed and said, "Everyone's goals differ; now I just want to spend time with my family. The pursuit of the Martial Path is lonely, and everyone's aspirations differ. If I were to pursue Martial Arts and neglect time with my family, even if I become a true strong person in the future, I would have a lasting regret in my heart."

"Right, I understand." Lin Mo nodded, his heart also harbored similar regrets. He too wished to spend his life quietly with his loved ones, pass through the mundane years without any regrets, and then journey to the stars in pursuit of the ultimate path.

"Let's discuss something more pressing. Your strength is now not weak; based on my guess, it would take at least another half-year before the Innate Strong People within Heavenly Sect could come out again. This half-year is enough time for you to enhance your strength."

Fang Tangjing spoke slowly.

"But the resources on Earth are now depleted; wanting to enhance my strength is incredibly difficult," Lin Mo said, frowning.

"The resources on Earth are still in the hands of a select few; perhaps you should venture out of Huaxia and see what's outside," Fang Tangjing said with a half-smile.

Lin Mo caught something from Fang Tangjing's words, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Recently, Hongmen seems to be stirring, not sure what they're trying to pull, but you could investigate; it might help you. Just remember the promise you made me, to protect Huaxia's safety," Fang Tangjing suddenly became exceedingly serious.

"Right, I promised Chairman, and I will definitely do it," Lin Mo nodded.

"Since there's nothing else, you may go," Fang Tangjing said, sitting back in his chair and sipping his tea, effectively dismissing Lin Mo.

Lin Mo knew the personality of someone like Fang Tangjing, acting carefree and unrestrained, and said, "Chairman, should I just come here when I need to find you?"

"No need, I will also be leaving here, you don't need to look for me; I will appear when I want to see you," Fang Tangjing said indifferently.

Lin Mo nodded, turned, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, then suddenly stopped, turned back, and looked intently at Fang Tangjing, "Chairman, I still have one question, with your Martial Arts Cultivation, are you now the first in Huaxia?"

"Me?" Fang Tangjing suddenly laughed, "My Martial Arts Cultivation can only be ranked second."

Hearing Fang Tangjing's response, Lin Mo frowned, wondering if there was someone in Huaxia whose cultivation was above the Divine Force; divine force was already equivalent to an Innate Strong Person's level of cultivation, and anything above that would surpass the Innate.

Lin Mo didn't ask further, turned, and strode away from the courtyard, his figure slowly disappearing into the night.

Bright day, early morning.

Inside the Huo Family Mansion.

Huo Jiaming and other core members of the Huo Family stood within the mansion, each with a face full of anxiety.

These people, each with a net worth of billions and accustomed to jovial talks with high-ranking officials, stood there similar to elementary students facing a teacher's house visit.

Their gazes fixed on the villa.

From the villa, a black-haired, black-eyed young man and a fair-faced girl walked side by side, appearing like a perfect match in golden light, beautiful like a picture from a computer.

"Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin, did you sleep well last night?"

"Mr. Lin, are you going somewhere, do you need me to prepare a car for you?"

The crowd chattered enthusiastically, their faces filled with flattery.

To an outsider unaware of the situation, this scene would surely drop their jaw.

Here were individuals, each renowned in high society, now showing such high regard for this young man?

"Mr. Lin," Huo Jiaming stepped forward with a very humble posture.

Lin Mo nodded, "Old Sir Huo, what's happening today?"