Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

After having coffee for a while, the two arrived at Luo Haifeng's home.

Wang Xingyu had seen it online; the place was called Xingyuan District and consisted of sixteen detached villas.

Each villa is an independent environment with a high degree of privacy, and every plant, tree, brick, and tile in the garden is arranged with great care.

Luo Haifeng's villa is called Youyuan, covering an area of ​​more than 3,000 square meters. It features artificial hills, flowing water, pavilions, and towers, creating a very pleasant environment.

Of course, the price is even better.

Wang Xingyu estimates that this secluded garden is worth at least 500 million yuan.

As I entered the living room, a graceful and gentle middle-aged woman in her forties, dressed in a cheongsam, greeted me.

Wang Xingyu only glanced at her face and immediately realized that this woman had a typical "lucky face for her husband".

"Old Luo, is this the master you invited?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Wang Xingyu, her face showing undisguised surprise.

Luo Haifeng said, "Mr. Wang, let me introduce you. This is my wife, Shen Zhuoyan. Zhuoyan, and this is Mr. Wang Xingyu."

Shen Zhuoyan said, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so young."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "Age is not important; what's important is whether I can handle President Luo's problems."

Shen Zhuoyan has over 1.2 million merit points, which is much higher than Luo Haifeng's.

Wang Xingyu used the Causal Bead to examine a causal line and discovered that Shen Zhuoyan had such a high merit value because she was the head of a charitable foundation.

The couple had a clear division of labor: Luo Haifeng provided the money, and Shen Zhuoyan provided the labor. They started Project Hope, which changed the fate of many people.

Shen Zhuoyan nodded and said, "Mr. Wang, thank you for your trouble."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "No trouble at all, I've already been paid."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhuoyan couldn't help but smile.

Luo Haifeng led Wang Xingyu to his study and asked everyone not to disturb them.

With Wang Xingyu's cultivation level, dealing with Luo Haifeng's Yin Sha Technique would only take a few seconds.

However, this is really not commensurate with his exorbitant asking price of 50 million.

In order to make Luo Haifeng feel that the price was worthwhile, Wang Xingyu had to make it seem difficult, and it would be best if he could see the entire spellcasting process.

The two sat cross-legged on the ground, three meters apart, facing each other. Wang Xingyu said, "President Luo, let me activate your Yin-Yang Eyes first. Don't be too surprised by anything you see later."

Luo Haifeng nodded and said, "Okay."

Wang Xingyu pointed with his hand, and his magical power surged forth, striking Luo Haifeng's forehead from a distance.

Luo Haifeng felt a heat between his eyebrows, as if he had gained an extra eye, and the scene before him completely changed.

The entire study seemed to be composed of black and white mist, with more white mist and less black mist.

Luo Haifeng looked down and found that black mist was constantly emanating from his body.

The mist condensed into several skulls, which floated around him.

Luo Haifeng had never seen anything like it before, and a look of fear crossed his face. He couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Wang, what is this?"

Wang Xingyu explained, "Everything in the world is composed of Yin and Yang energies, but ordinary people can't see them with their naked eyes. This black mist is Yin energy, and the white mist is Yang energy. The Yang energy in your study is greater than the Yin energy, so you usually feel very comfortable working here."

Luo Haifeng said, "Then what I'm emitting is yin energy, right?"

Wang Xingyu hummed in agreement: "To be precise, it's yin energy. Alright, I'm going to perform an exorcism."

Luo Haifeng took a deep breath and closed his eyes, but the yin-yang eye between his eyebrows remained open.

Wang Xingyu made a gesture with his right hand, and streams of Yang-attribute magic power intertwined and converged, slowly forming a mysterious and unpredictable rune in the sky.

After the final stroke was completed, the rune emitted a dazzling light, shining upon Luo Haifeng like the sun.

Luo Haifeng felt a wave of warmth, and the surrounding black mist slowly disappeared under the illumination of the runes.

......

Inside an old Western-style house, Ye Tianfan, president of the Ye Group, sat upright, enjoying tea with an elderly man dressed in a gray Zhongshan suit.

Ye Tianfan is fifty-two years old this year. He is wearing a smart suit, his hair is neatly combed, he has a long face, a high nose, and thick eyebrows. From his appearance, he can be described as "handsome".

Unfortunately, his deep, gloomy eyes ruined his overall demeanor.

Especially when he squinted slightly, it gave people a chilling feeling.

As the only person in Haijiang who can rival Luo Haifeng, Ye Tianfan is undoubtedly an extremely powerful figure in the business world.

However, Ye Tianfan showed great respect in front of the old man opposite him.

"Old Zhao, the Five Ghosts Life-Stealing Curse has been cast on Luo Haifeng for six days now. According to what you said before, Luo Haifeng wouldn't survive the seventh day. I wonder what his condition is now?"

Ye Tianfan took a sip of tea and asked tentatively.

Luo Haifeng's guess was correct.

The reason why he is awakened by evil spirits every night when he goes to sleep is indeed the work of Ye Tianfan.

To this end, he spent a full 100 million yuan, including this old villa, to finally get the Xuanmen master Zhao Wujiu to help him.

Zhao Wujiu said with amusement, "President Ye, are you in a hurry?"

Ye Tianfan nodded and said, "A little."

"Don't worry, I guarantee he won't live past midnight tonight."

Zhao Wujiu's tone was full of confidence.

"If that's the case, then that would be perfect."

As soon as Ye Tianfan finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Zhao Wujiu's expression had become extremely solemn, and asked, "Elder Zhao, what's wrong?"

Zhao Wujiu suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and said coldly, "Someone from the Xuanmen sect is casting a spell on Luo Haifeng, trying to break my Five Ghosts Life-Stealing Curse."

Ye Tianfan also stood up and asked, "Then what should we do?"

Zhao Wujiu snorted and sneered, "Since they're here for me, I'll take him and Luo Haifeng with me. Mr. Ye, please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Without waiting for Ye Tianfan's response, Zhao Wujiu strode towards the back bedroom.

In the center of the bedroom stood a mahogany table, around which sat a straw figure and five wine jars.

The straw figure had a yellow talisman on its chest, with Luo Haifeng's name and his birth date written on it.

Zhao Wujiu sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the table, his hands moving like blooming flowers, making various gestures while chanting strange syllables.

After a while, Zhao Wujiu shouted, "Open!"

Instantly, the five wine jars began to shake violently.

If Luo Haifeng were here, he would definitely be able to see with his Yin-Yang Eyes that a wisp of black Yin energy was emanating from each of the five wine jars, rushing towards the straw figure representing him.

Wang Xingyu, inside the villa, immediately sensed Zhao Wujiu's presence.

He kept his magical power under control, preventing himself from dealing with the Yin energy too quickly.

Unexpectedly, the other party took action, wanting to compete with him. They were really courting death.

"Mr. Wang, I feel terribly cold."

"They're casting a spell, trying to kill you in one fell swoop."

"What should we do then?"

"Don't be afraid. I'll make my move after he's finished his training. I was worried that after that Xuanmen person failed, he would continue to cause trouble for you or come after me. Now that he wants to fight me, it gives me a great opportunity to get rid of him."