Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

On the way home, Lin Yuxi asked, "Did you cure Xue Boyang's vegetative son with qigong?"

"Yes. Stimulating the patient's Yintang acupoint with airflow and acupuncture can easily trigger his brain's resistance and resolve the issue."

Wang Xingyu's biggest headache was explaining his skills to Lin Yuxi, so he could only go along with what Lin Yuxi said.

"So how much medical fee did you charge?"

"Not much, only five million."

"Five million?"

Lin Yuxi stopped in her tracks, shocked, and said, "A disease that can be cured in just a few minutes, and you're charging five million? That's outrageous!"

"wrong."

Wang Xingyu pointed to his nose and said, "Only I can cure patients in a few minutes. Without me, even if they have ten or twenty years and spend two or three hundred million on treatment, they might not be able to wake their son up. If I were really ruthless, it wouldn't be five million, but fifty million or even a hundred million."

Lin Yuxi pursed her lips and said, "What you said isn't entirely unreasonable."

The news that Wang Xingyu had cured Xue Boyang's vegetative son quickly spread throughout Linglongju.

Everyone knows that a miracle doctor lives in this neighborhood.

If you encounter any difficult or complicated illnesses in the future, you can seek treatment from him.

......

In a courtyard house in Chang'an City

A man in his thirties, dressed in sportswear, stood there respectfully with his head down.

Sitting directly opposite him was a man in his forties, tall with a chiseled face and extremely sharp eyes. He looked like a sword, sharp and invincible.

This man is Yue Rui, the sect leader of the Thunder Sword Sect, who is renowned for his flying swords.

He looks like he's only in his forties, but he's actually over sixty.

It's just that his cultivation level is high and his blood and qi are strong, which makes him look much younger.

"You just said that your full-force sword strike couldn't even break through the opponent's protective aura, right?"

Yue Rui's voice was strong and had a metallic, sharp quality.

The man was the unlucky fellow whose flying sword was stolen by Wang Xingyu; he was Yue Rui's apprentice, Yin Junfeng.

"Yes."

"The flying sword was also taken away by the other side?"

"Yes. He erased the spiritual energy I left in the flying sword, causing me to lose all connection with it."

Yue Rui frowned.

He recalled the Shaolin Temple's top master, Monk Wunan, from fifteen years ago.

At that time, Yue Rui's flying sword technique had made a breakthrough, and he wanted to assess the strength of other Xuanmen masters.

Our first stop was the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, where I fought a battle with the monk Wunan.

Monk Wunan had mastered the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill to a state of perfection, possessing extremely powerful and domineering internal energy.

No matter how sharp Yue Rui's flying sword was, it couldn't break through his defense.

The two fought fiercely for more than twenty moves, and the result was that neither of them could defeat the other.

It seemed like a draw, but Yue Rui knew that if the game continued, he would definitely lose.

Because flying swords consume too much of one's magical and mental energy, Yue Rui could hardly sustain it.

According to Yin Junfeng's description, his flying sword not only failed to break through the opponent's qi barrier a foot away, but also easily wiped out the spiritual power he left in the flying sword. Such strength was beyond Yue Rui's imagination.

Yue Rui knows his apprentice very well.

The flying sword itself is a magical artifact that lies between the world of martial arts and the world of esoteric arts. It is said to be able to break through all spells with a single sword strike, and its attack power is extremely strong.

In the Xuanmen sect, Yin Junfeng can definitely be considered one of the top masters of the younger generation.

Even if Yue Rui himself wanted to defeat him, he would have to put in a lot of effort.

The sudden appearance of such a formidable figure was truly astonishing to Yue Rui.

"Have you checked the other person's identity?"

Yin Junfeng said, "I've been investigating for two days and haven't found anything. However, judging from their accents, the person wearing the Tang Monk mask and the person wearing the Sha Wujing mask should be from Nebula. The person who attacked me also had a Nebula accent."

Yue Rui raised an eyebrow and said, "To have a master of the Innate Realm and a master of the Profound Realm protecting him, this Tang Sanzang's identity must be extraordinary."

Yin Junfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be the military?"

Yue Rui glared at Yin Junfeng and said, "Military personnel attending a ghost market auction? Spending so much money on auction items? What are you thinking?"

Yin Junfeng said, "Master is right."

After pondering for a moment, Yue Rui took out his phone and called his old friend.

"Mr. Huang, how have you been lately?"

The person he sought out was none other than Huang Qingyang.

Huang Qingyang is an extremely cunning old fellow. With his skillful social skills, he has made many acquaintances in the Xuanmen and Kung Fu circles, including Yue Rui, but he never tells anyone about them.

Why did Zhao Yuan know Yue Rui? It's because Huang Qingyang and Yue Rui knew each other.

"I'm still the same as always. Old Yue, is there something you need?"

"It's a small matter. There was a ghost market auction held in Haijiang the day before yesterday; you should have attended it, right?"

"I participated."

"Did you buy a lot of things?"

"I only made three bids, and I didn't buy anything."

"This isn't like you at all."

"Although I have some money, I'm not a fool. Selling an agarwood bracelet for over 60 million and a broken peach wood sword for over a billion is simply robbery. Elder Yue, you, this master of the Xuanmen sect, wouldn't happen to be interested in that peach wood sword, would you? Let me tell you, that thing is definitely fake."

"My apprentice participated in the auction, trying to snatch a jade ruyi magic artifact, but was defeated by one of the buyer's bodyguards, who also stole his flying sword. I'd like to ask you, in Nebula, who has around three billion in cash flow to buy those auction items?"

"Besides our six companies, there are more than twenty others. Now it's the internet age, and many people have made a fortune through this industry. Even a few people who sell goods online have a net worth of over 10 billion."

"The problem is that he has a master of innate cultivation and a master of the mystical sect protecting him."

"That's impossible. People from your Xuanmen sect are extremely arrogant, not to mention masters of innate martial arts. Let alone ordinary people, even leaders in government departments probably couldn't be persuaded to act as bodyguards."

"Perhaps they're just collaborators. Mr. Huang, are you in Haijiang or Xingyun? I'll come find you for a chat tomorrow."

"I'm in Haijiang."

"Okay, let's talk when we meet."

After hanging up the phone, Yue Rui's brows furrowed even more.

Yue Rui knew Huang Zhen all too well.

Would he refrain from buying something just because it's expensive?

What a joke!

Yue Rui clearly sensed that Huang Zhen was suspicious; it was quite possible that the wealthy and powerful guy was Huang Zhen himself.

Thinking of this, Yue Rui said, "Junfeng, go buy a plane ticket to Haijiang. I want to meet this old friend."

Yin Junfeng nodded and said, "Yes, Master."