Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

A room in a five-star hotel in Haijiang

An elderly man in his sixties with a full head of white hair sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed, his sinister eyes fixed on a photograph.

The person in the photo is none other than Wang Xingyu.

Sitting opposite me was Ye Tianfan, the president of the Ye Group.

As a well-known business tycoon in Haijiang, Ye Tianfan has a very powerful aura.

However, compared to the aura of the old man, he was still far inferior.

The old man put down the photo and looked up at Ye Tianfan.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"Are you sure this young man was the one fighting my junior brother?"

The voice was cold, hoarse, and extremely harsh.

Ye Tianfan said, "Based on my investigation, it can be basically confirmed."

The old man said in a low voice, "A young man who is not even thirty years old killed my junior brother through a battle of magic. Then his cultivation level must be at least above my junior brother's. He can almost be called the number one genius in the Xuanmen in the past two hundred years. I, Sun Wuming, have lived for more than sixty years. I have never even heard of such a person, let alone seen him."

Ye Tianfan wasn't stupid; he could naturally understand the implication in Sun Wuming's words.

He clearly did not believe that the person who fought Zhao Wujiu was Wang Xingyu.

"I bribed Luo Haifeng's nanny. According to her, when Old Zhao died, they were all kicked out by Luo Haifeng. Besides Luo Haifeng and his wife, only Wang Xingyu was in the living room. Luo Haifeng met with him two or three more times later. Given Luo Haifeng's status and position, he would never have gone out of his way to befriend a clinic doctor without special circumstances."

Sun Wuming stood up, walked to the window, gazed at the vast and mysterious starry sky, and said in a deep voice, "My junior brother and I have been cultivating with our master since our youth. After countless hardships, we have finally achieved some success. For twenty years, we brothers have roamed the world without ever encountering a worthy opponent. I never expected that my junior brother would perish at Haijiang. I must avenge this, no matter what."

In this era where spiritual energy is so scarce that it is almost non-existent, Sun Wuming and Zhao Wujiu's ability to cultivate magical power makes them absolute cultivation prodigies.

Unfortunately, they were born in the wrong era.

If this had happened a few hundred years ago, when spiritual energy was more abundant, there might have been two more Taoist Celestial Masters.

Seeing Sun Wuming stand up, Ye Tianfan didn't dare to remain seated either. He rose respectfully and said, "Master Sun, Master Zhao's passing was all due to me. If you have any requests, I will do my utmost."

Sun Wuming held out a hand and said, "I'll kill Luo Haifeng and Wang Xingyu for you, and you give me five hundred million."

Damn, their asking price is even more outrageous than Zhao Wujiu's!

Ye Tianfan cursed inwardly, but his face remained even more respectful as he said, "I'll have the finance department prepare it tomorrow. Master Sun, what are your plans?"

Sun Wuming's gloomy eyes flashed with two sharp glints as he said, "This has nothing to do with you. All you need to know is that I will kill them within forty-eight hours."

Under Sun Wuming's gaze, Ye Tianfan felt a chill run through his body, a cold air shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He quickly replied, "Yes."

After Ye Tianfan left, Sun Wuming picked up the peach wood sword left behind by Zhao Wujiu, a smile playing on his lips. He said, "Junior brother, you severely injured me for this magic sword, and I was on the run for twelve years. See? In the end, this peach wood sword still ended up in my hands. But don't worry, I will help you kill Wang Xingyu, which will be your revenge."

It turns out that although Sun Wuming and Zhao Wujiu were fellow disciples, their relationship was extremely bad.

Twelve years ago, the two fought fiercely over a magic sword.

In the end, Zhao Wujiu defeated Sun Wuming with his cunning schemes and disappeared without a trace with the magic sword.

A few days ago, Sun Wuming heard that Zhao Wujiu had died, so he came to Haijiang in the name of his senior brother.

That's why I met Ye Tianfan today.

Wang Xingyu?

Are you really a member of the Xuanmen sect?

How is it possible to have cultivated magical power at the age of twenty-eight?

Sun Wuming found it utterly unbelievable.

......

The next morning, Wang Xingyu practiced Xingyi Quan again.

However, each punch and kick was somewhat slow, even slower than the Tai Chi used by the elderly for exercise.

It took a full hour to complete one round of the Five Elements Fist and the Twelve Forms.

However, Wang Xingyu gained a lot and admired the person who created this style of boxing immensely.

The reason why he practiced his boxing so slowly was because he was constantly using his mental energy to perform internal visualization.

By observing the flow of Qi and blood, muscles, bones, and internal organs, one can continuously correct their movements to maximize the training effect of this boxing style on the human body.

During this process, he discovered that the Five Elements Fist strengthens the functions of the five internal organs through the vibration of Qi and blood.

With each vibration, a trace of impurities is expelled from the body.

Muscles and bones are constantly honed through the application of the twelve forms of force, training every major tendon, joint, muscle, and bone, and even causing subtle changes in the bone marrow.

It was only Wang Xingyu who was affected; anyone else would not have noticed.

After this correction, Wang Xingyu has found a Xingyi Quan that perfectly suits him, and its powerful destructive force even surpasses that of Lun Hui Quan.

If Zhu Yanjiang saw this, his eyes would surely pop out in shock.

After finishing his boxing practice, Wang Xingyu went out and bought some fried dough sticks and soy milk.

Xiao Xin'er had just gotten up, and Lin Yuxi was helping her comb her hair.

After washing up, the three of them sat down at the table to eat.

Lin Yuxi noticed a bowl of soy milk and a cup of green tea in front of her and asked, "Do I have to drink this every day?"

Wang Xingyu nodded and said, "This is the best beauty and skincare product in the world. It has the effects of strengthening blood and qi and anti-aging, and it's much better than the cosmetics you use. If you drink two cups of green tea every day, I guarantee you'll still look about the same when you're forty."

Lin Yuxi laughed and said, "You're just making empty promises to me."

Wang Xingyu said, "This isn't just empty promises; it's like I'm offering you a cake to eat. It's up to you whether you're willing to eat it."

Lin Yuxi said, "Of course I want to eat it if there's such a good thing."

Little Xin'er asked innocently, "Mommy, what kind of pancake do you want to eat? Can I eat it?"

Wang Xingyu and Lin Yuxi exchanged a glance and laughed at the same time.

Xiao Xin'er was even more confused, not understanding what the two of them were laughing about.

After finishing breakfast, Lin Yuxi went to work. As she was leaving, she suddenly turned to Wang Xingyu and said, "I plan to resign at the end of the month."

Wang Xingyu raised an eyebrow and said, "We should have left that filthy place a long time ago. Next, we'll rent a place and open a clothing store."

Lin Yuxi said "okay," opened the door, and left.

A bright smile appeared on Wang Xingyu's lips.

He knew very well that Lin Yuxi's initiative in telling him about her resignation and her willingness to accept his offer meant that she was accepting him.

Otherwise, given Lin Yuxi's personality, she would never have done that, even if you beat her to death.