Urban: It turns out this is a comprehensive world

As dawn broke and before the morning light pierced through the thin mist of Yangcheng, Xiao Guodong accompanied the anxious Cheng Ying to the main residence of the Cheng family.

This mansion, situated on the outskirts of the city, has long surpassed the scope of an ordinary residence. It is magnificent and exudes a deep-rooted family authority.

The Cheng family is a martial arts family in Yangcheng. The main family has more than a dozen members, plus the collateral descendants and nominal disciples they have recruited, totaling more than a hundred people.

Apart from a few clansmen and disciples who have made their own way in the world, most of the direct descendants and disciples live here.

Over time, a settlement resembling a village, yet orderly and well-organized, gradually formed around the mansion, resembling an independent little kingdom.

Most of the Cheng family members who went out to make their way in the world did very well, and many of them even entered officialdom and held a certain amount of power with the help of the Xiao and Cheng families.

Imagine this: the entire area is firmly controlled by the Cheng family, and it's all occupied by their own people. You can imagine how arrogant the Cheng family is in Yangcheng and even the surrounding cities.

With the support of their family roots and the backing of their relatives outside the family, the Cheng family's inherent arrogance and confidence in their actions naturally grew stronger, making them even more unscrupulous in their daily activities in Yangcheng.

The two paid no attention to their surroundings and headed straight for Cheng Xiaotian's residence.

Upon entering the bedroom, one sees Xiao Chen lying lifelessly on the bed, his face as pale as paper, his breath so weak it seems it might stop at any moment, barely clinging to life.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Ying's defenses crumbled instantly, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls, falling onto the edge of the bed. Suppressed sobs escaped her throat, filled with heartache and despair.

Xiao Guodong clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, filled with unconcealable grief, and his entire aura became heavy and cold.

Just then, Cheng Xiaotian's calm voice came from the side, slightly calming the two of them: "Don't worry, I've given him healing pills, and his injuries have finally stabilized. He's slowly recovering thanks to the medicine."

The elixir was made with Tian Shan snow lotus as the core ingredient, supplemented with a variety of rare and precious natural materials, and its medicinal effects were truly miraculous.

But this is not a fantasy cultivation ground, and even the strongest medicine has its limits; it is impossible to achieve immediate results.

The elixir could save Xiao Chen's life and heal his injuries, but it couldn't be done overnight.

Xiao Chen needs to stay in bed for a long time to slowly absorb the medicinal power to nourish his meridians and repair the damage. This process will definitely not be short, and conservatively estimated, it will take at least a month or two.

Cheng Ying held Xiao Chen's cold hand tightly, her gaze fixed on his face, full of worry.

Suppressing his grief, Xiao Guodong turned to Cheng Xiaotian, his voice hoarse as he questioned, "Dad, who on earth dared to be so cruel to Chen'er?"

Cheng Xiaotian's expression was solemn, and his tone was cold: "Those people deliberately disguised themselves and concealed their identities when they made their move, but the protectors around Chen'er roughly knew who they were."

He paused, then continued, "They are all members of several families in Haishi. You'll have to thoroughly investigate their specific identities and backgrounds."

Then, Cheng Xiaotian explained the names and general situation of Mo Yu and the others one by one. These people were all enemies who had a blood feud with Xiao Chen.

As for the reason for the feud, it's quite simple: it all comes down to a few women.

Xiao Chen took a fancy to several beautiful women and pursued them, which angered Mo Yu and his group. They targeted him repeatedly and even went so far as to set up an ambush to kill him.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaotian instantly exuded a chilling killing intent, clearly already quite enraged by the group's arrogant behavior.

Xiao Guodong and Cheng Ying were even more enraged, their eyes filled with malice, wishing they could find Mo Yu and the others immediately, tear them to pieces, and avenge Xiao Chen.

Despite their anger, they dared not act rashly. Among Mo Yu's group was a martial artist whose strength was comparable to Cheng Xiaotian's.

If they were to confront each other head-on, the Cheng family might not gain any advantage; in fact, it could make the situation worse.

That's why Cheng Xiaotian wanted Xiao Guodong to thoroughly investigate the identities and backgrounds of these people, as well as the family power behind them, and figure out their trump cards before formulating a revenge plan.

Perhaps there's no need for force at all, after all, the Xiao and Cheng families have cultivated deep roots in the Dragon Kingdom for many years, and their connections and influence are enormous.

We could easily use official power to suppress these families completely without making a sound, and make them pay a heavy price.

However, they did not know that the truth behind Xiao Chen's feud with Mo Yu and the others was not as the protectors claimed.

Although the protectors, including Long Yi, reported the conflict truthfully, they deliberately concealed some details.

Xiao Chen is the Dragon King, the ruler of the Dragon King Palace. Their words are merely to save face for Xiao Chen and, more importantly, to protect the reputation of the Dragon King Palace.

Of course, in Long Yi and the others' view, even if the whole truth were told, Cheng Xiaotian would definitely side with Xiao Chen, after all, he was his own grandson.

"I see."

Xiao Guodong nodded emphatically, his gaze falling once more on Xiao Chen's pale face, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "I will find out their identities as soon as possible, and I will never let Chen'er suffer this in vain."

After saying that, Xiao Guodong turned and left the bedroom to begin arranging an investigation into Mo Yu and the others.

But no one knew that a strong sense of unease was lingering in his heart at that moment. Haishi was no ordinary place.

Not only are the three top families in the central region entrenched there, with their influence deeply intertwined, but a powerful figure of national importance also lives in seclusion there.

The key point is that, according to the protector's description, Xiao Chen seemed to have had a conflict with that big shot before.

Could that big shot be among the people who attacked Xiao Chen this time?

If that person is really involved, things will become extremely complicated, and it will be something that the Cheng and Xiao families cannot easily handle.

Xiao Guodong's worries grew stronger, but he did not voice them. Right now, the most important thing was to find out the identities of Mo Yu and the others before making any further plans.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Meanwhile, at Lingtian Manor in Haishi, Luo Lingtian had just finished breakfast with his three daughters and was resting in the courtyard when Luo Yuntian rushed over with Lin Ruoxue.

On the other side of the courtyard, four women were sitting together chatting, their topics ranging from clothing and everyday matters, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Luo Yuntian walked straight to Luo Lingtian's side, took out his phone with a serious expression, and handed it to him, saying urgently, "Big brother, look, the internet is in an uproar!"

Luo Lingtian took the phone and saw that the screen was full of trending topics, each one explosive: "Shocking! Martial arts master appears on the streets of Haishi, scaling walls as if walking on flat ground!"

"Young man who saved lives was ambushed by a mysterious figure; the hidden story behind it is intriguing!"

"Street battle suspected to be a duel between supernatural beings: Is it a resurgence of spiritual energy or a deliberate publicity stunt?"

"An elderly man who can fly has appeared! Do superheroes really exist in this world?"

Looking at these topics dominating the trending search list, Luo Lingtian's eyes flashed with surprise. He then swiped the screen to read the comments section below.

The comment section was already buzzing with discussion, with netizens exclaiming: "Holy crap? Is this for real? Maybe they forgot to clear the set for a movie shoot?"

"I was there! It's true, that old man really could fly, and the fight scene was even more exciting than in the movies!"

"Martial arts master? Superman? Could it be that spiritual energy has really revived, and I'm the only one who hasn't awakened any superpowers?"

Luo Lingtian casually clicked on a few pinned videos, which showed the scene of his fierce battle with Mo Yu and others last night.

The video quality is slightly blurry, clearly indicating that it was hastily filmed by a passerby with their mobile phone. The camera is also shaking, showing how panicked the person filming was.

Strangely, only he and Mo Yu appeared in the video, while the traces of Luo Xixi and the others were completely erased, as if they had never appeared.

"This must have been done deliberately by someone who manipulated the video to remove Xi Xi and the others from the footage."

Luo Yuntian frowned, his tone full of confusion, "It is possible that any videos and news involving martial artists will be strictly blocked and quickly removed by relevant departments."

How did this information spread so widely online and cause such a stir? Even if it's been dealt with, martial arts-related information has already been leaked.

Luo Lingtian tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his gaze deep, and slowly said, "It seems that the higher-ups are preparing the groundwork."

"To lay the groundwork?"

Luo Yuntian looked up abruptly, his face filled with shock. "Big brother, do you mean the higher-ups are planning to publicly announce the cultivation methods of traditional Chinese martial arts?"

"There's no other possibility but this."

Luo Lingtian shrugged, his tone indifferent, "This is just a warm-up, to let the people gradually accept the fact that martial arts exist. When the time is right, the cultivation method will be officially announced and promoted nationwide."

"Isn't this a bit too early?"

Luo Yuntian clicked his tongue, his face full of hesitation.

He had long heard about the government's plan to publish the methods of practicing martial arts. He had even been invited to join the army and served as a martial arts instructor for a period of time, specifically guiding soldiers in practicing basic martial arts.

The core purpose of all this is to prepare for humanity's future exploration of space.

After all, in the future interstellar age, it won't be enough to just pilot spaceships and control mechs.

Mechs place extremely high demands on the pilot's physical fitness; even if an ordinary person masters the control skills, it is difficult to unleash the full combat power of a mech.

More importantly, the combat power that a powerful martial artist or master of traditional Chinese martial arts can unleash when piloting a mecha is vastly different from that of an ordinary person piloting a mecha; they are simply not in the same league.

This is similar to the difference between an ordinary person holding a gun and a martial artist holding a gun. The former can only rely on the power of the gun itself, while the latter can increase the lethality exponentially by relying on their own reaction speed and strength control.

Martial artists' reaction speed is already far superior to that of ordinary people.

No one can predict what kind of enemies humanity will encounter after venturing into space.

If there are no other intelligent species in the universe, that would naturally be the best outcome. Even without habitable alien planets, humanity can still use technology to transform planets and create new homes.

However, the universe is vast and boundless, and the probability that no other intelligent races exist is extremely low.