Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

Two figures rushed out, each striking out with a palm, their target Wang Xingyu.

Wang Xingyu snorted, raised his right middle finger and tapped it twice in the air. Two streams of pure energy struck their foreheads first.

The two men came to an abrupt halt, their masks shattered, and shallow holes appeared on their foreheads, from which blood was gushing out, a rather gruesome sight.

However, everyone knew that Wang Xingyu had shown mercy.

Otherwise, those two guys would have already been pierced through by his finger strength.

"They are Huang Bing and Huang Hai from the Wudang Sect."

Upon seeing the two identical middle-aged men, one of the men in the crowd cried out in terror.

It turns out that Huang Bing and Huang Hai are twin brothers who have practiced Wudang Kung Fu since childhood and are renowned in the Kung Fu world.

The man was terrified because Wang Xingyu had easily defeated them with just two fingers, and his own kung fu was about the same as theirs.

In other words, Wang Xingyu only needs to make one move to defeat him.

Huang Hai touched the blood on his forehead and managed to utter a sentence with difficulty: "To hit us in the forehead from a distance of five meters, only a master of the Innate Realm could do that. In other words, you, like that person wearing the Sha Wujing mask, are also a master of the Innate Realm."

Upon hearing this, everyone was deeply shaken.

Wang Xingyu had already discerned the expressions of these kung fu masters. With his hands behind his back, he said, "That's right. My fellow disciples and I didn't want to commit any more killings, which is why we used the 'Golden Cicada Shedding Its Shell' technique."

"I'm giving you one minute to leave. If you leave, I won't stop you. If you stay, it's a fight to the death with me."

"I am a compassionate person. Even if those who stay lose, I will only destroy your dantian and sever your tendons. I will absolutely not harm your lives. You can rest assured about that."

Huang Hai shouted, "Damn it, you might as well kill us instead of doing this!"

Wang Xingyu's expression turned cold as he said, "I don't kill people, I only cripple them. You have fifty seconds left."

Huang Hai and Huang Bing exchanged a glance, said nothing, and turned to leave.

Xin Yanzhao, who was already seriously injured, died even earlier than them.

All beings below the level of Heaven are but ants!

Seeing the three leave, the others dared not stay any longer.

One minute later, all thirteen kung fu masters had left, leaving only one of the five esoteric masters.

Wang Xingyu recognized this person; he was the man who had tried to steal the golden Maitreya Buddha from him.

Why don't you leave?

The man in the Maitreya Buddha mask produced a small sword, five centimeters long and one centimeter wide, and said calmly, "I want to test whether my flying sword can defeat a master of the Innate Realm."

Wang Xingyu immediately became interested and said, "This flying sword of yours is the shortest and smallest I have ever seen. I wonder how fast and penetrating it is when propelled by your magic power."

There are many Taoist masters who practice flying swords on Fengyue Star, but their swords are similar to ordinary swords, with the shortest being over thirty centimeters long.

The flying sword of the man in the Maitreya Buddha mask is so small that it is definitely not aimed at power, but rather at speed and penetrating power.

"My flying sword can be launched but not retracted. If you die, don't blame me."

"Don't worry, you can't kill me. But before I do, I want to ask you a question. Why are you competing with me for that golden Maitreya Buddha?"

There's something inside.

"Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure this thing contains more spiritual energy than the jade ruyi."

"With your level of magical cultivation, you shouldn't be able to sense it. Could it be that your spiritual power is extraordinary?"

As if Wang Xingyu had guessed correctly, the man in the Maitreya Buddha mask asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you?"

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "Like you, I am also a Xuanmen sorcerer who cultivates both Taoism and martial arts, but my cultivation is much stronger than yours. Your flying sword is quite interesting. If you lose to me in a duel, I will not kill you, but I will take your flying sword."

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

"Feixing, go."

The originally unremarkable flying sword, activated by magic, emitted a shimmering light and pierced the air at an astonishing speed, carrying a piercing shriek as it instantly rushed towards Wang Xingyu.

Wang Xingyu's prediction was correct; this flying sword focused on speed and penetrating power.

If it were someone else, even a master of innate talent, they might not be able to dodge it.

But Wang Xingyu is none other than someone else.

He made a hand seal and unleashed the "Great Vajra Technique," creating an invisible aura that appeared a foot in front of him, completely enveloping him.

The Great Vajra Technique is the most common defensive spell among the various sects of Fengyue Star. It has a very impressive name, but in reality, it is simply using magic power to form a defensive shield around the body to protect oneself from external harm.

Almost everyone who has achieved success in Taoist cultivation knows it; it's a very common and ubiquitous spell.

"Whoosh"

The flying sword struck the Vajra Shield, causing it to freeze in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the masked man immediately mobilized his magic power to try to retrieve the flying sword.

Unfortunately, Wang Xingyu didn't give him that chance at all, his two fingers, imbued with magical power, clamped down on his flying sword with lightning speed.

The masked man was greatly alarmed and immediately activated his magical power.

However, in front of Wang Xingyu, his magical power was like an ant trying to shake a tree; the flying sword didn't even react.

Wang Xingyu examined the sword and discovered that it was made of a special bronze, in which magical power could flow freely and was particularly easy to control.

The masked man was not skilled enough and had not yet developed his divine sense; he could only leave his spiritual will on the flying sword.

Wang Xingyu used his divine sense to erase his mental will, instantly becoming the master of the flying sword.

"Um!"

The masked man suffering a backlash let out a muffled groan, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"You can leave now."

Wang Xingyu sheathed his flying sword and said calmly.

In other words, the man in the Maitreya Buddha mask had over three million merits. If it were someone with a negative karma value, Wang Xingyu would have killed him long ago.

"What exactly is your cultivation level?"

The man in the Maitreya Buddha mask tried several times but failed to retrieve his flying sword. Feeling disheartened, he couldn't help but ask.

"You're not qualified to ask that question."

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"I will not kill easily unless the other party is a truly wicked person."

"I will avenge the loss of your treasure today."

"Whatever. You'd better leave before I change my mind."

The masked man seemed to sense the murderous intent in Wang Xingyu's gaze, gave him a deep look, and then turned and left.

Wang Xingyu took a deep breath, dispelling the murderous intent in his heart.

Regardless of whether they are good or bad, anyone who blocks my path can be killed!

This was the code of conduct for Taoist Qingye on Fengyue Star, which also indirectly influenced Wang Xingyu's mind.

When the masked man in the Maitreya Buddha mask spoke of "retribution in the future," given Qingye Daoist's temperament, he would definitely kill him to prevent future troubles.

However, Wang Xingyu was not a Qingye Daoist, and he needed a large number of Karma Beads for cultivation, so he endured it.