I'm in the world of cultivation, and I get a system for becoming a wealthy urban tycoon?

A gentle breeze swept through the air, carrying a touch of the unique coolness of the mountains.

Wang He and the others remained bent over with their hands clasped, the cold sweat on their foreheads chilling in the wind, yet none of them dared to straighten up.

In front of the palace gate, Lu Yang held Lin Ying's hand and slowly walked towards the edge of the deck.

Lu Yang walked with ease, his expression calm and serene, his robes fluttering slightly in the wind.

Lin Ying, standing beside him, still had a flush on her fair face, and a hint of languidness lingered in her eyes and brows. She was practically leaning on Lu Yang to walk steadily.

The ten-plus hours on the airship left her feeling sore and weak all over. The sensation was so intense that her brain almost melted, yet she also felt a faint sense of fear.

Junior Brother Lu's energy is truly frightening.

But she just couldn't bring herself to reject Junior Brother Lu...

Behind the two, Wang Da and Wang San appeared silently, as if they had been standing there from the beginning.

Both faces were expressionless, like stone sculptures.

As Lu Yang walked to the edge of the fence, Wang Siyuan immediately took a step back respectfully and naturally stood behind Lu Yang.

His eyes shone brightly as he looked at Lu Yang, filled with undisguised admiration.

Lu Yang glanced around, then looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivators who were still bowing and not daring to raise their heads, and said in a calm tone, "Seniors, you are too kind. Please stand up."

Wang He and the others felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and quickly straightened up, saying, "Thank you, Lord Lu!"

Their gazes swept over him cautiously, not daring to linger on Lu Yang for even a moment.

When the Foundation Establishment cultivators caught sight of Lin Ying, who was holding Lu Yang's arm, they immediately looked away as if they had been electrocuted.

Is that this person's Daoist partner?

Looking at it even once is tantamount to courting death.

Then, their gazes fell on the two silent middle-aged men behind Lu Yang.

Just one glance.

Wang He's body trembled violently.

His consciousness felt as if it were being scorched by flames, the burning pain burning along his mind into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness; it was as if he were being buried alive under a layer of earth, heavy, suffocating, and with nowhere to escape.

Two completely different feelings of terror washed over him alternately, sending chills down his spine.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators beside him reacted even worse, their faces turning ashen, their bodies trembling, and sweat pouring down their faces.

Wang He swallowed hard, his throat was so dry it felt like it had been sanded, and he felt like his whole body was about to crack.

...What level of strength do these two possess?!

He has met two Golden Core cultivators in his lifetime.

Even those two Golden Core cultivators could not possibly exert such terrifying pressure on them with just a glance!

How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator's consciousness be subjected to such torment simply by standing there, several meters away, without releasing any pressure?

The abilities of these two far exceeded his expectations.

Peak Golden Core stage?

Or... a Nascent Soul True Monarch?

His hands trembled slightly inside his sleeves.

The two powerful figures stood on the left and right, subtly protecting Lu Yang in the middle.

A protector of the path?!

Good heavens...

With two powerful figures of this caliber protecting him, just who is this Senior Brother Lu?!

Does the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect really have such a powerful figure?

He had lived for nearly two hundred years and had heard of the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect to some extent.

It's true that the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect is one of the six major sects in Qinzhou, but to casually assign two Golden Core Peak or even Nascent Soul level protectors is just too outrageous, isn't it?

Is this fake?

What incredible luck did Wang Siyuan have to get involved with such a big shot?!

Lu Yang glanced at the Foundation Establishment cultivators and saw that they were all pale-faced and covered in sweat, but he didn't think much of it.

He turned to look at Wang Siyuan beside him and asked with a light laugh, "Junior Brother Wang, is this the market town where you live?"

Wang Siyuan nodded hurriedly, his face filled with excitement: "Yes, Senior Brother Lu!"

He paused for a moment, then cautiously glanced at Lu Yang's expression before tentatively asking, "Thank you for giving me a ride, Senior Brother Lu... How about we go to my place for a while?"

As soon as he said it, his heart started pounding.

Who is Senior Brother Lu?

Even Elder Xiao of the sect treated him with great respect, as he had two important figures protecting him, as well as a hundred-foot-long flying boat.

This is the background of Tongtian!

Would such an important person really be willing to condescend to step into a small place like Sanlidun?

Lu Yang raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, and then nodded, saying, "Alright."

After all, Wang Siyuan is a potential investment target, so it wouldn't hurt to learn more about him.

During the more than ten hours he spent on the airship, although he stayed with Lin Ying the whole time, he had already refined the airship's control array plate, and he could sense every little movement on the ship.

He was fairly satisfied with Wang Siyuan's performance.

This junior brother Wang was very well-behaved. He simply took a careful stroll around the flying boat, then found a guest room and settled in quietly. During this time, he also made sure to check on the three black-scaled horses at the spirit beast enclosure from time to time.

This is a good opportunity for him to see Wang Siyuan's family situation.

Upon seeing that Lu Yang had actually agreed, Wang Siyuan was overjoyed and almost couldn't keep his expression in check.

He was prepared to be rejected, but he didn't expect that Senior Brother Lu would actually be willing to go!

Senior Brother Lu is too good to me!

His voice trembled slightly as he pointed urgently in the direction of Dongfu District: "My...my home is in Dongfu District, on the outskirts of the market!"

Lu Yang nodded slightly and softly called out, "Wang Da."

Wang Da nodded silently, and a powerful spiritual energy surged from his body, steadily lifting the group up.

The group took to the air, floating off the deck of the flying boat and slowly descending towards the market below.

As Lu Yang passed by Wang He and his group, he casually said, "Seniors, please don't mind us. We'll stay here for a while and then leave."

Wang He and the others looked at each other, their expressions as troubled as if they were constipated.

If I follow, I might disturb this important person; if I don't, I might be impolite.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators hovered in mid-air, constantly communicating through telepathy.

"Were those two... important figures at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul realm?"

"No matter what level they are, we can't afford to offend them! What should we do now? This lord has entered the market!"

"What?! Immediately notify the people below, notify all the cultivators in the market, no one is allowed to disturb this lord! Otherwise we will all suffer the consequences!"

"Yes! Send more people to keep watch from a distance. If anyone dares to approach and cause trouble, arrest them without asking for permission!"

"Okay, okay, go do it!"

Several streaks of light immediately changed direction and flew towards the clan's territory as if their backsides were on fire.

Meanwhile, Lu Yang and his group had already flown to the outer cave area under Wang Da's spiritual energy.

The independent cultivators in the cave area saw several figures flying down from the flying boat in the sky from afar. Upon closer inspection, they were shocked to discover that those figures were actually heading in their direction!

In an instant, Dongfu District was in an uproar.

"Those...those important figures are coming this way?!"

"What do we do? What do we do now?!"

"Should we run away? What if we upset them..."

The group of independent cultivators were both nervous and fearful. Some of them instinctively wanted to run away, but then they lifted their feet and put them down again.

If I run away, what if they think I'm not respectful enough and anger them? Wouldn't the consequences be even worse?

The group of people stood frozen in place, their faces paler than the last, all looking up at the figures descending from the sky.

He Xiaoyue was also standing in the crowd, her heart pounding like a drum.

Her face was pale, and beads of cold sweat were dripping from her forehead.

She dug her fingers into her palms, her nails digging deep into her flesh, but she didn't feel any pain.

She thought of her daughter and her Daoist partner inside the cave.

Will the fact that they didn't come out to greet the important person displease him?

Such important figures, if they show even the slightest displeasure, would be unbearable for a small family like theirs.

Just then, He Xiaoyue heard a familiar voice calling out, filled with surprise: "Mother!"

He Xiaoyue was taken aback, a look of confusion appearing on her face.

Did I hear that right?

That voice just now... it sounded like Yuan'er's?

How is that possible?

Was I just too nervous and hallucinating?

However, the next moment, her neighbors suddenly became agitated.

Some people gasped, others let out a suppressed scream, but the commotion stopped abruptly before it could spread, and the air suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

He Xiaoyue nervously raised her head and looked up at the sky.

When she saw the appearance of the leader among the slowly descending figures, her mind went blank for a moment.

She understood why everyone around her had fallen silent.

That person, with just one glance, knew that his origins were absolutely terrifying.

That ethereal and otherworldly aura, that overwhelming sense of presence that makes it impossible to look away, is something no ordinary person could possess.

He was like a banished immortal who had descended from heaven, landing in this drab little market town, utterly out of place.

"mother!"

Wang Siyuan's voice rang out again.

This time, it's clearer and closer.

He Xiaoyue's eyes widened in astonishment.

She saw the skinny boy waving vigorously next to Lu Yang!

How could she possibly mistake that face?

That was her beloved son, whom she thought of every day and worried about every night!

"Yuan'er?!" she almost blurted out, instinctively taking a step forward, but then hesitating to go any further.

Lu Yang and his group landed safely.

Beneath their feet lay the rough earthen and stone ground of the outer edge of the market. Not far away were a cluster of cave dwellings, with coarse cloth clothes and unknown herbs scattered at the entrances.

The area was filled with rogue cultivators, but no one dared to utter a sound; they were all frozen in place as if they had been subjected to a spell.

Wang Siyuan took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and pointed to He Xiaoyue in the crowd, his voice filled with excitement: "Senior Brother Lu, this is my mother!"

Lu Yang noticed the almost overflowing emotional fluctuation in Wang Siyuan's voice, smiled gently, and said softly, "Don't worry about me, go and have a good talk with your family."

Wang Siyuan felt a lump in his throat, and a strong sense of emotion welled up in his heart.

He nodded vigorously, then turned and ran towards He Xiaoyue.

He stopped in front of He Xiaoyue.

The woman in front of him looked a few years older than he remembered.

When he left four years ago, He Xiaoyue's temples were not yet gray, and her face had few wrinkles.

Standing before her now, he realized that the years and the hardships had left indelible marks on her.

Wang Siyuan's eyes stung, and the scene before him blurred.

He bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground, his knees hitting the rough earthen and stone ground with a dull thud.

"Mother, your unfilial son has only returned to visit you four years after you entered the family!"

His voice was choked with sobs, and his tone was full of remorse.

The surroundings became extremely quiet in an instant.

He Xiaoyue covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word; only tears streamed down her face.

The surrounding cultivators stared at Wang Siyuan, their faces filled with disbelief.

This is... Wang Siyuan from the Wang family??

Wang Siyuan, who was found to have a mid-grade spiritual root and entered the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect?

He actually came back with such an important figure?!

They glanced at Wang Siyuan kneeling on the ground, then cautiously glanced at Lu Yang and his group not far away.

A celestial prince in white robes, a beautiful Daoist companion, and two guardians with profound and unfathomable auras.

And above them, there was a hundred-foot-long flying boat that almost covered half the sky.

Then they turned back and looked at He Xiaoyue.

This mid-stage Qi Refining female cultivator tends to the spirit rice in the spirit field every day; this ordinary rogue cultivator has been running into obstacles trying to borrow spirit stones for the past two months because her Daoist partner was seriously injured…

They felt a tingling sensation on their scalp, and a chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

Everyone had only one thought in their minds.

He Xiaoyue and her family are going to be rich!