Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

After drinking tea for a while, Wang Xingyu rushed over from Qingjiang County People's Hospital.

Upon entering the Treasure Pavilion, Yin Junfeng stood up immediately, pointed at Wang Xingyu, and said, "That's him."

Wang Xingyu looked at Yin Junfeng and chuckled, "It's me."

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Yue Rui was still surprised by Wang Xingyu's age.

What's even more terrifying is that he couldn't sense any magical fluctuations from the person in front of him.

In other words, if Huang Qingyang hadn't pointed out Wang Xingyu beforehand, Yue Rui wouldn't have realized that the other party was a member of the Xuanmen sect.

Back to basics!

Has this person's cultivation reached the level of a Xuanmen Grandmaster?

How is that possible?

A tremendous wave surged through Yue Rui's heart!

"Mr. Wang Xingyu, thank you for showing mercy and sparing my worthless disciple."

Yue Rui calmed himself down and stood up to speak.

"I have no grudge against your disciple, so there's no need for me to kill him."

Wang Xingyu took out Yin Junfeng's flying sword and chuckled, "Mr. Yue, is this what you came for?"

Yue Rui said, "Yes. Flying swords are the biggest secret of our Thunder Sword Sect, and we absolutely cannot let outsiders know about them."

Wang Xingyu nodded and said, "I have already studied it and found that the material of this flying sword is very unique, similar to ancient bronze."

Yue Rui didn't hide anything and said, "Back when I was traveling in Qingcheng Mountain, I accidentally obtained a large piece of bronze containing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and I forged it into twelve flying swords."

Wang Xingyu said, "I see. Now that the flying sword is in my hands, what do you plan to do?"

Yue Rui's expression changed instantly. His eyes, like sharp swords, stared directly at Wang Xingyu, exuding an aura of dominance and arrogance.

"My apprentice was no match for you, and you took his flying sword. He was simply outmatched, so we have nothing to say about that. But as his master, I must help him get revenge."

Wang Xingyu had already guessed Yue Rui's attitude, and said, "Then let's have a match. If you win, you return the flying sword. If you lose, you give me another one. Regardless of who wins or loses, our feud ends here. What do you think?"

Yue Rui's face showed an expression of appreciation, and he said, "Good, that's decisive enough."

Wang Xingyu said, "There are too many people during the day. I'll wait for you at Haijiang Park at midnight tonight."

Yue Rui said, "Alright, we'll meet there."

Seeing the two high-five to swear an oath, Huang Qingyang sighed and said, "People in the martial arts world like to fight, while you Xuanmen people like to duel with magic. I'm speechless."

Yue Rui laughed heartily, bid farewell to Huang Qingyang, and left.

Wang Xingyu poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said to Huang Qingyang, who had just seen Yue Rui off, "A sword is solitary and upright, which is quite in line with Mr. Yue's straightforward nature."

Huang Qingyang rolled his eyes and said, "How confident are you in defeating him?"

Wang Xingyu countered, "So, do you want me to win, or him to win?"

Huang Qingyang replied without hesitation, "Of course I hope you win."

Wang Xingyu pursed his lips and said, "If Mr. Yue asked you the same question, how would you answer?"

Huang Qingyang said, "Enough with the nonsense."

Wang Xingyu said, "There's a very powerful character in martial arts novels named Dugu Qiubai. Since he started practicing swordsmanship, he has sought a defeat but has never found one. I feel a similar sense of Dugu Qiubai right now. With Yue Rui's talent, it's probably impossible for him to beat me in this lifetime."

Huang Qingyang said in surprise, "Even Yue Rui is no match for you, so wouldn't you be invincible?"

Wang Xingyu chuckled and said, "What good is being invincible? One missile could wipe out ten of me."

Huang Qingyang sighed and said, "Yes. We live in a technological age now. Neither the martial arts world nor the Taoist sects can compete with guns and cannons."

"Good to know. I won't chat with you anymore, I have to go pick up the kids."

After saying that, Wang Xingyu strode out.

Huang Qingyang watched his retreating figure and said, "Zhao Yuan, do you think Xiao Wang is genuinely confident, or is he just bragging?"

Zhao Yuan shook his head and said, "I am no match for Yue Rui, but I can estimate Yue Rui's strength. As for Mr. Wang, I can only describe him as unfathomable, because I really cannot estimate his strength."

Huang Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "If he defeats Yue Rui, it will cause a sensation throughout the entire Xuanmen and martial arts world."

Zhao Yuandao said, "Mr. Wang shouldn't be the kind of person who goes out of the way."

Huang Qingyang looked disgusted and said, "So young, yet so powerful, but utterly lacking in ambition. He's more complacent than this old man. Truly hopeless!"

Zhao Yuan said quietly, "Perhaps what Mr. Wang is pursuing is different from what we are pursuing."

Upon hearing his words, a thought suddenly popped into Huang Qingyang's mind: "Could this kid be pursuing immortality?"

Some time ago, he received some shocking news.

Many medical research institutions abroad have long invested heavily in the secret research and development of substances that can significantly extend human lifespan.

Some people even approached Huang Qingyang, hoping he would provide funding.

Huang Qingyang felt this was a risky business, but he still gave the other party two hundred million US dollars, gambling on that one in a million chance.

If someone develops a life-extending drug, even if it only allows someone to live an extra year, then the two hundred million dollars wouldn't be wasted.

Wang Xingyu possesses strength that even Zhao Yuan, a master of innate talent, cannot fathom, yet he willingly hides in the city and runs a small clinic, showing no interest in fame or fortune. How could such a young man exist in the world?

The only explanation is that what they pursued went beyond fame and fortune; most likely, it was immortality.

Thinking about the celestial tea he had been drinking, Huang Qingyang suddenly realized that if someone in this world could actually create something that could significantly extend human lifespan, then Wang Xingyu would be the most likely candidate.

Damn, this kid is too mysterious!

Just like Zhao Yuan said, he really is a bit unfathomable!

If Wang Xingyu knew what Huang Qingyang was thinking, he would definitely give him a thumbs up.

That's right, his goal is to reach the Yin Spirit Realm as soon as possible.

When their bodies fail, they simply reincarnate and start anew, thus achieving a form of immortality.

This method of achieving longevity is frequently seen in Fengyuexing. It is a path that has been verified countless times by numerous Taoist masters, and it is much more reliable than those vague and ethereal medical studies.

......

As usual, Wang Xingyu and his family of three finished their meal and were preparing to go downstairs for a walk.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Wang Xingyu opened the door and saw Xue Boyang standing outside, carrying gifts in his left hand and holding Xue Xiaoyan's hand in his right.

"Mr. Xue, what brings you here?"

"Mr. Wang, I'm here to thank you."

"You're too kind, please come in."

Wang Xingyu invited Xue Boyang and Xue Xiaoyan into the living room and introduced them to Lin Yuxi.

Lin Yuxi greeted him politely.

Xue Boyang praised, "Mr. Wang is so lucky to have such a beautiful and virtuous wife and a lively and lovely daughter."

Wang Xingyu chuckled and said, "I think so too."