Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

After the auction ended, Wang Xingyu, Zhao Yuan, and Huang Qingyang went to pay and collect their auctioned items.

After paying and completing the formalities, the three walked out of the office building.

As soon as they stepped out of the building, Wang Xingyu felt more than twenty pairs of eyes watching them, both openly and secretly.

"Mr. Huang, you certainly enjoy spending money lavishly, but it has also caused some big trouble."

"Aren't you and Xiao Zhao here?"

Wang Xingyu's heart stirred, and he said, "As the sage said, 'Old people are cunning, and old horses are slippery.' Now I understand. You invited me to this ghost market auction so that you could cover for me."

The fact that martial artists and members of the Xuanmen sect gathered at the auction clearly indicates that they knew in advance about the existence of martial arts manuals and magical artifacts.

Given Huang Qingyang's strength and abilities, it's impossible for him not to know things that others know.

Wang Xingyu was annoyed that the deliberate concealment of the truth had tied him to the same boat.

Huang Qingyang seemed to realize Wang Xingyu's dissatisfaction and quickly said, "Don't be angry. I did act rather unfairly, but at least you bought this golden Maitreya Buddha, so it wasn't all for nothing. Also, you can practice Xiao Zhao's Wudang Tai Chi manual as an apology."

Wang Xingyu glanced at the golden Maitreya Buddha in his hand and said, "Alright. I accept your apology."

Zhao Yuan opened the car door and said, "Let's hurry up and leave."

Wang Xingyu scanned the area with his divine sense and found two tiny electronic devices under the front and rear of the car. He crushed them and said, "You'd better get rid of this car. If they find out your true identity, you'll be in endless trouble."

Whether they are members of the Taoist sect or martial arts masters, they are all incredibly audacious.

They wouldn't care at all about Huang Qingyang's immense wealth.

Given the opportunity, these people would definitely act without hesitation.

If he's not careful, Huang Qingyang might not be able to save his life.

"Okay, I'll clean it up."

Huang Qingyang realized he had oversimplified the situation, and his tone became very serious.

Soon, the three got into the car and sped away.

More than ten cars silently followed behind.

It was already midnight, the moon was high in the sky, and there were very few cars on the road.

Zhao Yuan was a good driver and increased the speed to 120 kilometers per hour, but unfortunately he still couldn't shake off the cars behind him.

After driving for about thirty kilometers, Wang Xingyu said, "We can't go on like this. Old Zhao, shake them off, take Old Huang and quietly get out of the car and go back. I'll drive these people around a few times, and then drive the car into Haijiang."

Without a second thought, Huang Qingyang replied without hesitation, "No way. There are too many of them; you can't handle them."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "Then you really overestimate them. Old Zhao, listen to me, let's do it this way."

"it is good."

Zhao Yuan agreed and increased his speed again, leaving them behind.

At a place with a series of bends, Zhao Yuan decisively stopped the car and quickly took Old Huang to hide.

Wang Xingyu took the steering wheel and accelerated forward.

Just half a minute later, more than ten cars rushed past.

Huang Qingyang, who was hiding by the roadside, asked, "Will Xiao Wang be alright?"

Zhao Yuan was carrying a black leather suitcase containing the things they had bought that evening.

"Don't worry. Mr. Wang is unfathomable. Not only might the two sides not even meet, but even if a fight breaks out, these people wouldn't be a match for him. Mr. Huang, let's go back and wait for Mr. Wang."

"it is good."

The two threw off their masks, hailed a taxi, and returned to the Treasure Pavilion.

On the other side, Wang Xingyu drove the car onto a small road in the suburbs, with a grove of trees on both sides.

After confirming that there were no surveillance cameras around, Wang Xingyu stopped the car and got out.

Soon, more than ten cars stopped one after another.

A total of eighteen masters wearing various masks appeared in front of him.

Among them, five are masters of the Xuanmen sect, while the other thirteen are all martial arts masters.

Under the moonlight, the masks on their faces looked even more ferocious.

With Wang Xingyu's abilities, shaking off these people wouldn't be difficult.

He drove the car into the Haijiang River and left quietly by himself, and that was it.

The main reason Wang Xingyu stopped was because he was very interested in the masters of the Xuanmen and martial arts world.

He was eager to see how powerful these people's magic was and how skilled they were.

"The cicada sheds its shell."

A man who was not tall, only about 1.65 meters, wearing a Zhong Kui mask, said coldly.

Wang Xingyu removed his mask and hood, revealing an ordinary face, and said with a smile, "You've been fooled. They're gone."

A Taoist master in the Out-of-Body stage possesses extremely powerful magical and spiritual abilities, allowing them to freely control all the muscles and bones in their body. Changing their appearance is a piece of cake for them.

Wang Xingyu did this mainly to confuse the public.

"You dare to show your face in front of us? Looks like you're wearing a high-polymer human skin mask."

A Taoist sorcerer wearing a mask of the Primordial Celestial Venerable said.

Wang Xingyu shrugged and said, "Say what you will. Gentlemen, I swear, the item is not in my possession. It's getting late, so everyone should go home and find their own mothers."

The man in the Zhong Kui mask laughed and said, "By capturing you and subjecting you to severe torture, we can find out the true identities of the other two."

"good."

"Boy, surrender now."

"If you name those two people, we might spare your life."

Others chimed in.

Wang Xingyu sighed and said, "Actually, your current reactions are all within my expectations, which is why I took the initiative to stop the car."

Everyone was taken aback, none of them understanding what he meant.

Wang Xingyu continued, "I mainly want to see what kind of people you are."

"How arrogant!"

The man in the Zhong Kui mask roared, "So young, yet so arrogant. Fine, let me test your mettle."

"Bang"

With a sudden stomp of his left foot forward, the man in the Zhong Kui mask used the force of the ground's recoil to propel his body forward like a high-speed train.

Its momentum was unparalleled.

When he was less than five meters away from Wang Xingyu, he suddenly threw a punch at Wang Xingyu's chest.

There were no fancy moves, but the power was overwhelming, and the surrounding air crackled.

Before the fist even landed, a surge of heat made Wang Xingyu's clothes flutter loudly.

Clearly, this person's cultivation has reached a profound level of projecting internal energy outwards.

No wonder he dared to be the first to stick his neck out.

"What a fine Bajiquan!"

"He is Xin Yanzhao of the Bajiquan sect in Cangzhou."

The man in the Zhong Kui mask was immediately recognized as soon as he made his move.

"Your internal energy is not pure enough, your explosive power is too weak, and your speed is too slow. You should go home and train for a few more years."

Wang Xingyu first commented on Xin Yanzhao's cultivation level, then took half a step forward and unleashed the Half-Step Beng Fist from Xingyi Quan.

"Bang"

Their fists clashed together, producing a powerful, explosive sound.

Xin Yanzhao felt a sharp pain coming from his fist. His hand bones and the bones in his right arm were all broken, and a powerful force pushed him backward.

Before Xin Yanzhao could regain his footing, Wang Xingyu appeared before him like a ghost, reaching out to remove his mask and revealing an extremely horrified face.

Xin Yanzhao found it hard to believe that he, who was more than ten years older than his opponent, could not even withstand a single move.