At present, the only trump card Lin Mo had was the Star Wheel Universe Map, which could amplify his combat power a thousand times. However, such a trump card was too defiant of the heavens; if the Mystic Realm Sect knew about it, they would probably go mad. Therefore, the secret of this thousand-fold combat power amplification must not be easily exposed. The other trump card was his soul. After fusing with the Demon Cold Flame, it was comparable to that of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator. But when encountering a Golden Core Stage Cultivator who had obtained the Heaven and Earth Laws, the soul's abilities were somewhat insufficient. Therefore, if he could obtain the Liu Ren Buddha Fruit, his

soul strength would be raised another level.

"Mr. Lin, what should we do now? The Liu Ren Buddha Fruit is a very rare treasure, and it's been stolen." Zhen Yuanzi said angrily.

"Someone who can break my prohibition and steal the Liu Ren Buddha Fruit must be at least at the Condensation Stage or Moon Wheel Stage. Let's first go to the Shen Family to see. Such a powerful person coming here, the Shen Family must know something about it."

Lin Mo relaxed his brows and spoke.

Immediately, Lin Mo left Zi Sang Taoist's cave with Zhen Yuanzi, heading directly to the Shen Family.

...

The atmosphere at the Shen Family's Mountain Villa was strange. Two bodyguards at the villa's entrance stood solemnly.

"Brother, do you think the old master will make it through this?" one bodyguard asked in a low voice.

"Who knows? I don't know what kind of big shot the Shen Family provoked, even the old master..."

Another bodyguard shook his head and sighed lightly.

"The master and second master have been very worried recently too."

As the two chatted in low voices, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly came from behind, "What are you two talking about? Do you want me to hear it?"

This voice, crisp and pleasant, came from a young maiden.

The two bodyguards turned around and, upon seeing the young maiden, immediately lowered their heads respectfully, "Second Miss."

"Just do your jobs, and don't gossip here." The maiden lightly reprimanded, yet her willow brows slightly furrowed together, then she sighed softly.

"You two go away now. Don't stay here and trouble me." The maiden waved her hand.

"Yes, Second Miss."

The two bodyguards exchanged a glance and walked towards the villa.

The maiden looked up at the sky, a trace of melancholy in her bright eyes, "If that person were here, our Shen Family might still have a chance, but alas, there's been no news of him for three years."

As the maiden spoke to herself, her bright eyes suddenly grew as big as copper bells, staring into the sky.

A flowing light came from afar, landing instantly at the entrance of the Shen Family's Mountain Villa.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin..."

The young maiden, seeing the youth suddenly appear before her, couldn't help but rub her eyes with her white little hand, suspecting that it was just her eyes playing tricks on her.

"Second Miss Shen."

Lin Mo looked at the young maiden and smiled gently.

"It really is you, Mr. Lin." The young maiden's face blossomed into a radiant smile, her delicate body trembled slightly in excitement, and a misty haze appeared in her originally bright eyes.

"Why couldn't it be me? Did something happen to the Shen Family?" Lin Mo gently furrowed his brows.

From the current atmosphere of the Shen Family, it seemed like something had happened, and the entire villa was in a state of alert.

"That's great, Mr. Lin, come quickly and see the ancestor." Shen Zongwen grabbed Lin Mo's arm and led him directly into the villa.

Lin Mo's appearance seemed to give her endless hope.

Although Lin Mo didn't know exactly what had happened to the Shen Family, it didn't seem to be anything good. He allowed Shen Zongwen to take his arm and pull him into the Shen Family's villa.

"Dad, Mr. Lin is here," Shen Zongwen said loudly.

Lin Mo followed Shen Zongwen to the inner courtyard of the Shen Family's villa, stopping at the door of a quiet room.

A rugged-looking, dignified middle-aged man stood at the door of the quiet room. Seeing Lin Mo appear, he immediately stepped forward, stopping to bow and salute, "Mr. Lin."

"Second Young Master Shen." Lin Mo nodded back, puzzled, "What exactly happened to the Shen Family?"

Second Young Master Shen stood up, sighed deeply, and said, "Mr. Lin, it's a long story. Please, come in and take a look at the ancestor."

"Shen Qianlong?"

"The ancestor is in the quiet room; you will know when you see him."

"Hmm." Lin Mo nodded, following Second Young Master Shen into the quiet room. Inside, Shen Qianlong sat cross-legged, surrounded by white mist, his face pale as paper, his breath incredibly weak.

"What happened here?" Inside the quiet room, Lin Mo observed Shen Qianlong, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation. It was obvious he had suffered extremely serious injuries, his entire aura was in turmoil, and the chaotic qi kept impacting his meridians. He had to constantly maintain his cultivation; otherwise, the turbulent qi could easily break his meridians and

cause death.

"Shen Ancestor was injured by someone; we hope Mr. Lin can lend a helping hand."

Second Young Master Shen stood silently beside, bowing and clasping his hands, a hopeful look in his eyes.

Shen Ancestor was the strongest person in the Shen Family and the cornerstone of their standing. If Shen Ancestor were to die, the entire Shen Family would quickly be devoured by other families and forces, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Shen Family built such an enterprise, and in both business and the Martial Arts World, they had offended many. As long as Shen Ancestor suppressed those individuals, they dared not act recklessly, but once news of Shen Ancestor's injury or death spread, those with sinister ambitions would certainly reveal themselves.

The entire Shen Family might collapse, and their fate would inevitably be tragic.

"Hmm, you two leave first, I will check on Shen Ancestor." Lin Mo, with a gentle yet commanding tone, said while furrowing his sword-like brows. This was not the time to discuss what exactly had happened to the Shen Family.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin." Second Young Master Shen was delighted upon hearing this, immediately leaving the quiet room with Shen Zongwen.

Once the two had left, Lin Mo gathered the spiritual energy in his eyes, staring at Shen Qianlong, who was sitting cross-legged on the mat. Shen Qianlong's body was covered with a layer of spiritual energy mist, which was emitted from inside. Due to the body's inability to handle the impact of the spiritual energy through its meridians, it was forced to release the spiritual energy. This was essentially a process of slowly releasing the body's spiritual energy. Once it was all released,

Shen Qianlong would run out of power and die.

"Treating it this way is drinking poison to quench thirst." Lin Mo shook his head, immediately forming seals with his hands, setting up a defensive array in the quiet room to prevent anyone from attacking him while he was treating Shen Qianlong.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you are responsible for protection, don't let anyone in."

Lin Mo instructed.

Zhen Yuanzi emerged from the Space Ring, transforming into a misty black fog, spewing out several small soul banners, which immediately flew to guard the four corners, "Mr. Lin, with me guarding, you can rest assured no one will break in."

The four soul banners intertwined with eerie black fog, extending tendrils of black mist between them to form chains resembling a prison, enveloping Lin Mo and Shen Qianlong within.

"Shen Ancestor, do not resist my spiritual energy; I am here to help you heal."

Lin Mo looked at Shen Qianlong, speaking in a low voice, then sat cross-legged behind Shen Qianlong, his hands gathering spiritual energy, pressing them against Shen Qianlong's back.

Currently, Lin Mo could only impart his own spiritual energy into Shen Qianlong's body to help sort out the chaotic and violent spiritual energy within him, suppress it first, and then make other arrangements.

However, what puzzled Lin Mo was that Shen Qianlong's strength wasn't weak, being a Condensation Stage Cultivator. To injure him so severely would require at least a Golden Core Stage Cultivator or a Martial Artist at the Sun Wheel Realm...

How did the Shen Family provoke such a formidable adversary?

Time ticked away, unnoticed inside the quiet room.

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