Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Yue Rui is at the late stage of the Innate Realm, while his disciple Yin Junfeng is stuck at the peak of the Beginner Realm.

As for Wang Xingyu, he had no idea how strong he was.

Because the cultivation system of Fengyue Star is completely different from that of Earth, there is no such thing as the Golden Core at all.

They are more like spirits that have cultivated.

Yue Rui couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Wang, have you already broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Wang Xingyu shook his head and said, "I belong to the soul cultivation category. I cultivate the Yin spirit and Yang spirit, and I don't have any Foundation Establishment or Golden Core cultivation."

Yue Rui was taken aback, and said, "For thousands of years, the Xuanmen has used the standards I mentioned to measure a person's realm."

Wang Xingyu said, "Perhaps my cultivation method is different from yours."

Yue Rui gave him a deep look, then spread his arms, and six flying swords appeared neatly in front of Wang Xingyu. He said, "I lost. According to the agreement before the duel, you can choose one flying sword as your prize."

Wang Xingyu didn't stand on ceremony and casually picked out a flying sword, saying, "This one will do."

Yue Rui sheathed his flying sword and said, "Alright. Mr. Wang, let's settle our previous grievances here. After returning, I will diligently cultivate and come back to learn from you again in the future."

Wang Xingyu had a good impression of Yue Rui's character and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you."

Yue Rui nodded slightly to Huang Qingyang and Zhao Yuan, then left with Yin Junfeng.

Huang Qingyang looked Wang Xingyu up and down again, and sighed, "You're quite something, kid."

If the two are evenly matched and fight to a standstill, and Wang Xingyu ultimately wins with difficulty, Huang Qingyang can accept this result.

But in reality, Wang Xingyu cleanly and efficiently killed the Xuanmen Grandmaster Yue Rui in just one minute. Such strength was beyond Huang Qingyang's imagination.

Wang Xingyu played with his flying sword, smiled, and said, "Elder Huang, please don't spread word about tonight's duel. I don't want to become a celebrity in the martial arts world."

Huang Qingyang nodded and said, "I understand."

Wang Xingyu said, "Thank you. Old Huang, Old Zhao, it's getting late, I have to go back. Let's talk another day."

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared into the vast night.

Zhao Yuan sighed, "Fortunately, Mr. Wang is not the kind of ambitious person; otherwise, I'm afraid no one in the world could control him."

He had already overestimated Wang Xingyu's strength, but after this battle, Zhao Yuan discovered that Wang Xingyu's cultivation was far higher than he had imagined.

Even Yue Rui was no match for him; there are probably very few people in the world who can rival Wang Xingyu.

.....

On the other side, Yue Rui, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned red and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yin Junfeng was startled and quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road, exclaiming, "Sir, are you alright?"

Yue Rui took a deep breath and said, "I overexerted myself, and my meridians and internal organs have suffered considerable damage. I just need to rest for a while."

It turns out that Yue Rui had already risked his life in his battle of wits with Wang Xingyu.

In particular, the final strike caused a rapid surge of magical power, resulting in broken meridians and shock to the internal organs.

Yue Rui had been holding it in, but he finally couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited.

Yin Junfeng asked, "Master, just how strong is Wang Xingyu?"

Yue Rui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile, "I have no idea how deep he is. This Wang Xingyu's cultivation is far more unfathomable than any other Xuanmen person I have ever met. If you meet him in the future, you must not make an enemy of him."

Yin Junfeng said, "Are we just going to give him our two flying swords like that?"

Yue Rui frowned and said, "We have a gentleman's agreement; if you lose, you have to accept it. You must remember that while the flying sword is important, your own character is even more important. A sword should be straight and unyielding; it will never be invincible. A person with a complicated mind will never achieve great things."

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

A glint of light flashed in Yue Rui's eyes as he said, "I heard that a jade mine has been discovered in a mountain in southern Annam, containing chalcedony. Are you aware of this?"

Yin Junfeng was startled and said, "I don't know."

Chalcedony requires thousands of years of evolution in places rich in spiritual energy to form, and it is known as "immortal marrow" in the Xuanmen (Taoist school).

A single palm-sized piece of chalcedony is enough to greatly enhance the magical power of a member of the Xuanmen sect.

Yue Rui said in a deep voice, "After my injuries heal, we will go to Annam."

Yin Junfeng asked, "Master, are you planning to steal the jade marrow?"

Yue Rui said, "It would be best if we could get the jadeite, but it doesn't matter if we can't. What I'm interested in is the copper mine next to the jade mine. I suspect that it contains bronze that our Thunder Sword Sect uses to make flying swords."

Jadeite is extremely important to those in the Xuanmen sect; its appearance would inevitably trigger a bloodbath.

Even with Yue Rui's cultivation level, he wasn't confident he could snatch the jade marrow.

However, bronze is different. It is of little use to most people in the Xuanmen sect, but it is extremely important to the Thunder Sword Sect.

Yue Rui had a total of twelve flying swords. He could control six of them himself, kept three for himself, and gave the other three to his three disciples.

Now that both his and Yin Junfeng's flying swords have fallen into Wang Xingyu's hands, Yue Rui needs to take out two more flying swords to replenish them.

As a result, their Thunder Sword Sect was left with only one flying sword.

It would be hilarious if Yue Rui and his three disciples, after greatly improving their magical power and being able to increase the number of flying swords, found themselves with no swords to use.

Yin Junfeng was invigorated and said, "I'll send someone to find out the news right away."

Thunder Sword Sect is a powerful and renowned sect in the Xuanmen (Taoist world), but in the secular world, it is a crafts manufacturing company specializing in bronze crafts. It went public last year and its market value exceeded two billion.

Yin Junfeng is a rich second-generation, but he has been frail and sickly since childhood.

After meeting Yin Junfeng at a banquet, Yue Rui discovered that his spiritual power was extremely strong, far exceeding that of ordinary people, so he took him as his apprentice.

Yin Junfeng said he would send someone to investigate, but he didn't mean to send people from the Thunder Sword Sect; he meant to send someone from the Yin family.

......

When Wang Xingyu returned home, he found Lin Yuxi sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I can't sleep."

"Are you worried about me?"

Lin Yuxi turned her head: "No."

A smile appeared on Wang Xingyu's lips as he hugged Lin Yuxi tightly and said softly, "You're just stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside."

Lin Yuxi pursed her lips and asked, "What exactly did you go about?"

Wang Xingyu felt a headache coming on and was about to open his mouth to explain when Lin Yuxi interrupted, "Don't lie."

Looking into Lin Yuxi's beautiful and captivating eyes, Wang Xingyu smiled wryly and said, "I really don't know what to say."

Lin Yuxi said, "Never mind, I won't ask anymore. But you must remember, before you do anything, think about Xiao Xin'er. She can't live without her father."

Wang Xingyu sensed that Lin Yuxi seemed to have guessed something, and said, "Don't worry. For your sake, I'll be fine."

Lin Yuxi said reproachfully, "Let go of me right now, I need to go rest."

Wang Xingyu chuckled and said, "You've waited for me for so long, I have to express my gratitude."

"What are you thanking me for... ah..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Xingyu had already kissed him.

Lin Yuxi made a few symbolic struggles, then let him have his way.