Flowers Bloom in 19 States

Chapter 270 - 272: Chance Encounter with Zhong Qiaomeng

Dead? The Holy Land Ancestor just died like that? Everyone's pupils were wide with disbelief, as if they had witnessed the most inconceivable event in the world.

"Dead, did the Holy Land Ancestor at the Martial Saint Peak just die like that?"

"It seems so, and I guess even his soul was utterly annihilated!"

"I always feel like I'm dreaming. That was a Martial Saint Peak! Since when are Martial Saint Peak powerhouses so easily killed by others?"

Everyone's heart could not help but surge with towering waves. In the past, they had felt that the Holy Domain represented the strongest existence among all the mountain ranges of Holy Domain Mountain.

But now, it has turned into ruins. Whether it was the disciples or the powerful members of the Sect, all had perished, including the Holy Land Ancestor. The Shennongjia Sacred Domain that had dominated for hundreds of years, had now become a pile of rubble.

This scene was simply too incredible to believe. How strong was Lin Mo, who could slay the Holy Land Ancestor?

When Lin Mo's figure descended towards the foot of Holy Domain Mountain, those watching families had already prostrated on the ground.

For them, Lin Mo was an existence they simply could not afford to provoke.

Lin Mo looked at them indifferently, his gaze detached, showing no intent to kill.

To Lin Mo, he only killed those who provoked him, and did not slaughter the innocent.

After leaving Holy Domain Mountain, Lin Mo then returned to Imperial City.

At the same time, Sky Group, after receiving the news, was completely shocked.

If even the Holy Land Ancestor was killed by Lin Mo, who else could stop Lin Mo?

The Dragon Emperor even issued a strict order, absolutely not to provoke Lin Mo at will, and to pull Lin Mo into Sky Group when necessary. This was an extremely advantageous move for Sky Group, and even the whole of Huaxia.

Just after returning to Imperial City, Lin Mo happened to meet an old acquaintance on the street.

Zhong Qiaomeng!

Having parted hurriedly in Shu Province, Lin Mo had not expected to meet his former classmate Zhong Qiaomeng in Imperial City.

He couldn't help but greet her, "Zhong Qiaomeng?"

Zhong Qiaomeng was startled.

After all, it had been a very long time since she had last seen Lin Mo.

"Lin Mo?" But when she saw Lin Mo again, joy filled Zhong Qiaomeng's eyes.

The excitement in her heart was somewhat ineffable.

However, upon meeting again, Zhong Qiaomeng was much calmer than before.

After all, Lin Mo had been decidedly resolute when he had last spoken to her, but the affection Zhong Qiaomeng held for Lin Mo had never changed.

That Lin Mo took the initiative to greet her and their reunion made Zhong Qiaomeng feel incredibly favored and surprised.

Even with a bit of nervousness, she blurted out, "Lin Mo, which university are you at in Imperial City?"

"Imperial Tian Nan University," Lin Mo pondered for a moment before responding, feeling there was nothing to hide. After all, the woman he loved the most was now by his side, and he wanted to be true to the woman he loved.

"And you?"

"I... I'm at the Film Academy, and I've just landed a part in a movie."

"Oh, that's right, Lin Mo, may I invite you to dinner?" Zhong Qiaomeng's face flushed slightly, but she took the initiative to ask.

Lin Mo nodded slightly, not refusing.

Zhong Qiaomeng's face immediately brightened with surprise. She hadn't expected that upon meeting Lin Mo again, he would no longer exhibit the same cold indifference as before, and right away she felt extremely happy.

On the bustling streets of Imperial City, Lin Mo and Zhong Qiaomeng walked together, instantly attracting many envious glances.

The two quickly headed to a restaurant with distinctive features, which of course also came with high prices, but Zhong Qiaomeng didn't mind at all.

Near Phoenix Street in Imperial City, there was a particularly fashionable and stylish restaurant. This place was a frequent haunt for people in the showbiz industry, so stars were often spotted here.

Of course, Zhong Qiaomeng had only just entered the entertainment circle not long ago, and was far from being as famous as the truly popular stars.

The two of them had just arrived at the restaurant.

"Qiao Meng, sister, what brings you here for a meal?"

Suddenly, a table of people turned to look at Zhong Qiaomeng.

At that table were both men and women, mostly handsome men and beautiful women, especially one girl whose beauty was by no means inferior to Zhong Qiaomeng's.

"I'll go over and say hello, they're from the crew of the drama I've been filming recently," Zhong Qiaomeng said with an awkward smile, and Lin Mo didn't seem to care.

After greeting them, Zhong Qiaomeng returned to Lin Mo's side. The dishes had just been served when a middle-aged man from the other table came over and sat down right next to Zhong Qiaomeng.

"This brother here, are you also from the industry?" The man wearing glasses was Huang Bo, their drama's producer, and his gaze held a hint of ulterior motives.

Huang Bo wielded a lot of power in the whole production crew, sometimes even more so than the director, so naturally, Zhong Qiaomeng dared not offend him.

Lin Mo glanced at him and shook his head with a detached expression.

However, Huang Bo did not seem to have much interest in talking with Lin Mo, instead leaning in closer to Zhong Qiaomeng again.

Zhong Qiaomeng awkwardly shifted to the side, clearly unable to offend the man.

"Qiao Meng, I heard you've been on a trip these past few days??" Huang Bo spoke while looking at Zhong Qiaomeng, his breath reeking of alcohol.

"That's more or less correct," Zhong Qiaomeng nodded, the atmosphere becoming increasingly awkward.

"How can that be okay? The scenes for your shoot are about to start. Have you memorized your lines? Have you read the script carefully?" Huang Bo took a drink of his liquor, reeking of alcohol now.

"It's almost all set." Zhong Qiaomeng nodded again. With the potential to be a star, she had some assets: a tantalizing figure, long shapely legs, and an exquisite face that looked exceptionally enticing.

"What do you mean 'almost'?" Huang Bo sneered, while the people at the other table looked at Zhong Qiaomeng with sympathy in their eyes.

"Let's do this, come to my room with the script tonight, and we can discuss it," Huang Bo said, his eyes gleaming with a lecherous light, suddenly speaking up.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, but tonight I need to accompany my friend," Zhong Qiaomeng bit her lip, annoyance flickering in her heart as she refused on the spot.

"Accompany what friend?" Huang Bo sneered again and huffed, "Qiao Meng, you need to understand that this drama is a major production with significant backers. Director Ma places great importance on it, and as the producer, I have the responsibility to supervise all of you!" Huang Bo leaned even closer to Zhong Qiaomeng, the lecherous glint in his eye intensifying.

"It's been a long time since you've landed a role in such a big investment project. If you don't grasp this opportunity, there are plenty of others waiting in line." Huang Bo's tone was verging on overtly flirtatious and threatening.

And the threatening tone was very strong!

"However, Mr. Zhang, I really have to be with my friend tonight," Zhong Qiaomeng insisted, not wanting to be subjected to the casting couch system, her voice filled with difficulty.

"Zhong Qiaomeng! I'm giving you an opportunity and you don't know how to cherish it. Don't say I didn't warn you! Our crew has plenty of people waiting to act in this drama. If you don't come to my room tonight..."

Huang Bo's tone grew more threatening, believing that a young college girl like Zhong Qiaomeng would surely succumb to his mix of intimidation and temptation.

Slap!

However, before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo, with an indifferent expression, suddenly slapped him across the face.

(I am truly sorry for the late update. Also, some readers have commented that the pace is too fast and the protagonist is too invincible. Please keep reading, the plot will get even more wonderful. I struggled with my writing today, so it might seem a bit lacking. Please understand, I will get back in form tomorrow. There will still be four updates, just a bit late this evening.)