Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

"Can you do it?"

"You should find someone else. I don't want to be the captain of the magic transfer team."

"The Xuanmen (mystical sect) is too mysterious. I don't know anyone except you."

"So you mean you're going to cling to me now?"

"right."

Wang Xingyu rolled his eyes and said irritably, "I don't have time."

"One million once."

"My magic power isn't that worthless."

"Five million once. Three times a year, that's fifteen million."

"An average Xuanmen mage can only maintain their power for three or four months after one recharge, but I can last for a year after one recharge. Fixed price, 30 million for a year."

"make a deal."

Seeing Huang Qingyang's happy expression, Wang Xingyu slapped his forehead and said, "Damn, we've lowered it too much."

Thirty million could turn his home into a small paradise, which was an absolutely fantastic business opportunity for Huang Qingyang.

Zhao Yuan almost burst out laughing.

The two people before us are a powerful figure in the business world and a master of unfathomable magic.

They're haggling like two street vendors; it's absolutely hilarious.

Huang Qingyang, having won the round, said smugly, "The jade ruyi is settled then. What did you mean when you said at the auction that my twenty-four white agarwood beads needed to be nurtured?"

Wang Xingyu said, "Ordinary people like to rub their prayer beads with their hands, while we Xuanmen people prefer to nurture them with our magical power. In fantasy movies, there is often a scene where a high-ranking Buddhist monk throws out his prayer beads to subdue demons. The material of their prayer beads may be very ordinary, but after being nurtured by their own aura, magical power, or mental power for a long time, their power is almost comparable to that of a magical artifact."

Huang Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then how about you use your magic to polish this white agarwood bracelet for me?"

Wang Xingyu raised an eyebrow, revealing his true colors, and said, "Okay. But you have to give me twelve of the twenty-four beads."

Huang Qingyang exclaimed, "This is robbery!"

Wang Xingyu shrugged and said, "I'm a law-abiding citizen. I definitely won't do anything illegal."

Huang Qingyang said, "Then you still want twelve beads from me?"

Wang Xingyu said, "I didn't force you. You're free to refuse. Similarly, I can choose not to help you with this bracelet."

Huang Qingyang glared at him fiercely and said, "Fine, I won't do it then."

Wang Xingyu said nonchalantly, "What a pity. I can't guarantee anything else, but at the very least, the bracelets I've nurtured can calm the mind, clear the head, and ward off evil spirits. Old Huang, have you thought this through? Even if you give me twenty bracelets, I won't nurture them for you once I find a suitable one."

Upon hearing this, Huang Qingyang hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'll think about it."

Wang Xingyu said, "Okay. There's one last item up for auction: Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Tai Chi."

Zhao Yuan handed the book directly to Wang Xingyu, saying, "I've already taken pictures of the contents with my phone. You can keep the book."

Wang Xingyu was speechless.

If I had known this earlier, why would I have needed to secretly memorize this manual using my divine sense?

After the spoils were divided, Wang Xingyu returned home.

It was already past 3 a.m. when Wang Xingyu quietly opened the door, changed out of his slippers, and tiptoed towards his bedroom.

"You're back?"

Lin Yuxi came out of the bedroom.

She wore a pink silk nightgown that clung tightly to her curvaceous figure, exuding allure and charm.

Wang Xingyu's eyesight had long since reached the point where he could see clearly even in the dark, without the lights on.

It was precisely for this reason that his throat felt a little hot, and he couldn't help but step forward and hug Lin Yuxi, whispering in her ear, "You're back."

Lin Yuxi trembled, struggled twice, and said, "Let me go."

Wang Xingyu sighed, released Lin Yuxi, and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself."

Lin Yuxi was silent for a moment, then said, "You get a good night's sleep. I'll take Xiaoxin to school tomorrow."

Wang Xingyu quickly replied, "No need, I got up at five o'clock. After dropping off Xiao Xin'er, I still need to go back to Qingshui County to see how the old man is recovering."

Lin Yuxi frowned slightly and asked, "Can you handle it?"

Wang Xingyu chuckled and said, "No problem. It's getting late, go to sleep."

"You should go to bed early too."

After Lin Yuxi finished speaking, she suddenly opened her arms and hugged Wang Xingyu before turning around and going back to her bedroom.

Wang Xingyu stood there for a while, a smile appearing on his lips.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wang Xingyu practiced the Reincarnation Technique.

Streams of spiritual energy were released from the Causal Pearl and circulated within Wang Xingyu's body.

During this period, he did a few good deeds and killed a few bad people, gaining a lot of karma points. He should not have to worry about not having spiritual energy to cultivate for a while.

Two hours later, Wang Xingyu awoke from his meditation.

As usual, he changed his clothes and went to the small square in the community to practice boxing.

In addition to practicing Xingyi Quan, Wang Xingyu has also started practicing Wudang Tai Chi.

Zhang Sanfeng truly deserves to be called a great Taoist patriarch.

His book on Tai Chi Chuan, while seemingly a martial art, actually demonstrates his thoughts and understanding of the Yin-Yang principle through certain movements, emphasizing the meaning rather than the specific moves.

Wang Xingyu inherited the teachings of the Taoist Qingye and was in no way inferior to Zhang Sanfeng in his understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao, and even slightly surpassed him.

Therefore, he practiced Tai Chi Chuan much faster than Xingyi Quan, but the moves were completely different from Zhang Sanfeng's Wudang Tai Chi Chuan.

After just one hour of practice, Wang Xingyu's mastery of Tai Chi has reached the level of a master.

If people in the martial arts world knew this, they would probably be so shocked their eyes would pop out.

After breakfast, Wang Xingyu took Xiao Xin'er to kindergarten and then headed straight to Qingshui County People's Hospital.

Upon entering the ward, I saw my father, mother, uncle, younger brother Su Xinping, and younger sister Su Nianyun.

Su Nianxue is fifty-three years old this year and is the eldest daughter of the Su family.

Su Xinping is four years younger than Su Nianxue. He is handsome and has an outstanding temperament. Even though he is almost fifty years old, he still maintains a very good figure.

He had served in the army and was assigned to work for a tobacco company after his demobilization. He is now the deputy director of the Qingxian Tobacco Factory, so you can imagine his family's financial situation.

Su Nianyun is the youngest daughter of the Su family. She is forty years old this year. She inherited the Su family's good genes. She has a beautiful face, a graceful figure, and dresses very well. From her appearance, she looks to be only thirty-four or thirty-five years old.

Through her own efforts, Su Nianyun started from scratch and established Yunxue Coffee Shop in several economically developed cities in Jiangsu Province. She is a famous and beautiful boss.

The only problem is that Su Nianyun is still unmarried and doesn't even have a child, which is giving Wang Xingyu's maternal grandparents a huge headache.

It could be said that of the three children in the Su family, Su Nianxue was the worst off.

Of course, now that Wang Xingyu has made a name for himself, Su Nianxue has become the best one.