Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

After the masked man drove away, Wang Xingyu looked at a large tree not far away and said, "You're asking for death."

The flying sword was as fast as lightning. Driven by Wang Xingyu's magic power, it pierced through the tree trunk and the kung fu master hiding behind it, before stopping five inches in front of the man's forehead.

This flying sword is quite useful!

Wang Xingyu gave a silent compliment, then his figure blurred as he appeared in front of the other party.

He was wearing a dragon head mask, slightly shorter than Wang Xingyu, and clutching his right chest, which was covered in blood.

The Causal Bead sent a message: this person's causal value is -3443584.

Wang Xingyu seemed to see a large amount of spiritual energy before his eyes.

"Why don't you leave? Trying to get a bargain?"

"I just want to know who you are."

"Oh, then you can die."

Whoosh!

The flying sword pierced through his brow in an instant.

It turned out that the guy's left hand was reaching for the pistol tucked into his lower back.

Wang Xingyu wouldn't give him a chance to draw his gun and killed him directly.

Without even removing his mask, Wang Xingyu dragged the man's corpse to a treeless spot and used the fireball technique, a skill everyone in the Fengyue Star sect knew, to burn it to ashes.

An hour later, Wang Xingyu returned to the jewelry store.

"Are you alright?"

Huang Qingyang asked with a worried expression.

Wang Xingyu waved his hand and said, "It's alright. I drove the car into the Haijiang River, so I've disposed of the evidence. As long as you don't bring out the auction items you bought, no one should know our identities."

Huang Qingyang said, "That's good. Thank you, Xiao Wang."

Wang Xingyu raised an eyebrow and said without any politeness, "You really should thank me. Thirteen kung fu masters and five Xuanmen masters cornered me. Luckily, I have some skills, otherwise, I would have been finished."

Zhao Yuan asked, "Mr. Wang, do you know who they are?"

Wang Xingyu said, "Huang Hai, Huang Bing, and Xin Yanzhao, those three attacked me. And that guy who tried to take the golden Maitreya Buddha from me actually used the legendary flying sword."

Zhao Yuan's expression changed drastically. He said, "Huang Hai and Huang Bing are masters of the Wudang School. They are of one mind and can fight together. They are basically invincible below the Xiantian level. Xin Yanzhao comes from the Bajiquan School in Cangzhou and is also a big figure in the martial arts world."

"As for the Xuanmen master who uses a flying sword, I have only heard of one: Yue Rui, the sect leader of the Thunder Sword Sect."

"I'm confident I can handle the first three, but I have absolutely no confidence in dealing with Yue Rui."

Wang Xingyu nodded, took out the "Flying Star" sword, and said, "Yue Rui's flying sword is indeed exceptional. Its speed is astonishing. With your cultivation level, you might not be able to dodge it."

Zhao Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared intently at the "Flying Star" in Wang Xingyu's hand. "You...you stole Yue Rui's flying sword?" he exclaimed.

Yue Rui is a legendary figure who wields a flying sword and is invincible throughout the world.

Just like those legendary figures in Gu Long's novels, it is said that almost everyone who has witnessed his skills has died.

It's unbelievable that such a powerful figure would fall into Wang Xingyu's hands.

Zhao Yuan had already overestimated Wang Xingyu's cultivation level, but now it seems that he had still greatly underestimated him.

Wang Xingyu asked, "How old is Yue Rui?"

Zhao Yuandao said, "He's more than ten years older than me."

Wang Xingyu shrugged and said, "That shouldn't be him. He's at least five or six years younger than you."

Although the guy was wearing a Maitreya Buddha mask, his appearance could not be concealed at all under Wang Xingyu's divine sense.

Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "I guess it's Yue Rui's son or disciple. Yue Rui cultivated both Taoism and martial arts, so it's extremely difficult to inherit his mantle. It seems he has successfully found a successor."

Wang Xingyu revealed an expectant look and said, "If my disciple's flying sword is this powerful, I really want to see what level Yue Rui's flying sword has reached."

Due to the scarcity of spiritual energy on Earth and the development of technology, the Xuanmen (Taoist sects) have declined and martial arts have not flourished. However, there are always some geniuses who can break through the thorny path.

Clearly, Yue Rui is one of them.

Cultivating both Taoism and martial arts is easier said than done.

Not only did he succeed himself, but he also trained an apprentice. Such a person is truly remarkable.

If he were placed in Fengyue Star, he would definitely be much stronger than Qingye Daoist, and at the very least, he could become a grandmaster.

Wang Xingyu was now thinking that since Yue Rui had achieved success in his cultivation, were there many other people among the five or six billion people on Earth who were in the same boat as him?

Huang Qingyang said, "Let's not talk about Yue Rui for now. Xiao Wang, I have a lot of questions I want to ask you."

Wang Xingyu asked, "What's the problem?"

Huang Qingyang returned the golden Maitreya Buddha to him and said, "My first question is, what's so special about this thing?"

Wang Xingyu didn't hide anything and said directly, "There is a Buddhist relic hidden inside."

"Relics?"

Huang Qingyang and Zhao Yuan both exclaimed in surprise.

Wang Xingyu laughed and said, "There are two kinds of relics. One is an ordinary relic, which is not very useful. The other is a relic that contains the essence of a cultivator, comparable to a magic weapon. This one in the golden Maitreya Buddha belongs to the latter, and it is much better than your jade ruyi."

After speaking, Wang Xingyu extended his right index finger, channeled his magic power to form a blade of energy, and with a gentle swipe, severed the golden Maitreya Buddha in half, revealing a small hole. Inside lay a pure white bone, which was the relic produced by a Buddhist master upon his death.

On the surface, this relic appears to be nothing special.

Huang Qingyang picked up the relic, examined it carefully, and said, "It doesn't seem to be releasing any spiritual energy."

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "This relic was sealed by a Buddhist master using a sealing technique. It is precisely because of this that the relic's spiritual energy has been preserved. I estimate that this relic is less than a hundred years old."

Huang Qingyang asked, "Can you break the seal?"

Wang Xingyu put away the relic and said, "Yes."

Huang Qingyang asked, "What's the situation with my jade ruyi?"

Wang Xingyu said, "The jade ruyi is indeed a magical artifact made by a Taoist master, and it is full of auspicious energy. The problem is that it cannot be used without limit. Spiritual energy is like a river. If you want it not to dry up, at the very least, there must be a continuous flow of water at the source."

Huang Qingyang frowned and said, "According to you, the jade ruyi is the source of spiritual energy. Without spiritual energy, it's completely finished, right?"

Wang Xingyu nodded and said, "That's right. Magical artifacts also need nourishment and replenishment. Judging from the condition of this jade ruyi, it can only last for three or four months at most."

How can we preserve its unique charm?

"Every so often, a master of the mystical arts will infuse it with magical power. This magical power is a highly condensed form of spiritual energy, which can maintain the operation of the jade ruyi."