I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

"Brother, this is your room, please come in."

Xu Nuo pushed open the door and let Xu Yuan enter first.

"When we first moved here, my parents set aside this house, saying it was specially for you."

Whether you can come back or not, we'll keep the house for you.

"They come to clean every day, and I've seen my mother sitting on the bed secretly wiping away tears several times."

The room is simply decorated, mainly in blue tones, with light blue sheets, duvet covers, and curtains, and the air is filled with a faint, fresh scent after being warmed by the sun.

Xu Yuan walked to the bedside, reached out and touched the sheets; they were spotless and clean.

"There are no clothes in the closet yet, I'll go shopping with my brother tomorrow."

Xu Nuo followed behind Xu Yuan, introducing him to everything like a little tagalong.

Her watery eyes darted around, and she hesitated several times before finally speaking.

"Brother, are you a god?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"You were really amazing just now, taking down so many bodyguards by yourself."

She could even revive her father with her fingers.

"It looks like some kind of magical magic trick you see on TV." Xu Nuo waited expectantly for an answer.

Xu Yuan sat down on the bed, looked into her eyes, and patted the spot next to her, gesturing for her to sit down.

"I'm not some kind of god, I just know a little bit of medical skills and martial arts tricks."

Countless people in the world aspire to become immortals, but who has ever truly seen one?

Xu Nuo nodded seriously: "I think so too. Gods and immortals are all fictional characters in novels and TV shows."

But my brother was really good too!

"Brother, where have you been all these years?"

Where did you learn these techniques?

"I've always been in Tailing Mountain, and all my skills were taught to me by my master."

"Mount Tailing? Which one is the 'Number One Mountain Under Heaven'?"

"I've been to Mount Tailing for tourism; isn't that a tourist destination?"

Xu Yuan rubbed Xu Yuan's hair: "It's a place for tourists, but there are also places that tourists can't go in."

"Nono, that's enough, stop bothering your brother."

Yu Juan's voice came from outside the door: "Your brother just got back, he must be tired too, let him rest well."

"Okay, Mom."

Xu Nuo responded to the outside and got up to leave.

"Brother, you should get some rest."

"etc."

Xu Yuan stopped her sister from leaving: "Doesn't Father intend to investigate the cause of his illness?"

When this matter was mentioned, Xu Nuo's smiling face turned indignant.

"Actually, my father knew that it was my second uncle who was behind this."

"My second uncle used to be quite good, both to our family and to the company."

But ever since he married that woman named Xiao Mei, he's been like a completely different person.

He withdrew funds from the company and then made up various excuses to ask his father for money.

He gave it all to that woman and his children.

"My father didn't hold it against them much because they were brothers."

I never expected him to go even further and become more and more outrageous.

Father must be heartbroken this time too.

Xu Yuan nodded slightly. During the day, Xu Yinheng angrily rebuked Xu Yinsheng, ordering him to leave with his family. This was both out of anger and a way of protecting his good-for-nothing younger brother.

He knew that if Xu Yinsheng continued to cause trouble, Xu Yuan would definitely not let him off easily, which was a way of protecting Xu Yinsheng.

Xu Nuo left the room, closing the door behind her: "Goodnight, brother."

Xu Yuan nodded slightly and looked around the cozy room in front of her again.

This is much more comfortable than the house I lived in on the mountain. It's also quiet enough outside, with no rustling wind and no large wild animals around.

I went into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and warm water gushed out.

Xu Yuan couldn't wait to take off his clothes and stand under the warm water jet, letting the water droplets wash over his strong body.

"It feels so good to be home."

The door opened a crack, and Yu Juan walked in. Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, a smile spread across her face. She put down her pajamas and quietly left the room.

Xu Yuan walked out of the bathroom naked, noticed the pajamas on the bed, smiled, changed into the pajamas, and comfortably lay down on the soft bed.

"This bed is too soft; a stone bed is more suitable for me."

She muttered a complaint to herself, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to meditate. The image of Du Aili involuntarily flashed through her mind.

His master told him that he needed a woman with pure energy, and Du Aili was the first woman he met who met the criteria after he came down from the mountain.

Judging from her cold demeanor, seizing her fortune will not be an easy task.

Taking someone else's fortune requires the right timing, location, and people. It must be done on a full moon night, in a place where yang energy gathers, and the person giving away the fortune must be willing.

All three conditions are indispensable; he cannot force others to comply.

"It seems I'll have to go see her in person tomorrow."

As the night grew quiet, Xu Yuan gradually drifted off to sleep.

In a manor on the outskirts of the capital, Yan Wuque lay on a couch with bluish-purple lips, surrounded by four or five elderly men with graying temples.

Their eyes were all fixed on Yan Wuque's spine, where a ballpoint pen was stuck, and no one dared to touch him.

"Wuque, are you researching some new treatment method again?"

I can understand you using silver needles or other instruments, but what kind of fetish is it to prick yourself with a ballpoint pen?

"Stop joking with me."

Yan Wuque was speechless: "I've really been caught off guard this time."

"Who on earth hurt you like this?" the eldest asked, and the others immediately fell silent.

Yan Wuque sighed, "He's a young man, I think his name is Xu Yuan."

"Is it the Xu family in Mingdai that you went to?"

"Exactly, it's one thing that he hurt me, but guess what else I saw?"

"What time is it? Why are you still keeping me in suspense?"

"He knows how to use air."

The room fell silent the moment Yan Wuque uttered those four simple words. The old men standing there exchanged a glance, thinking they had misheard.

"When you say 'anger,' do you mean being angry or furious?"

"It's true qi."

In his excitement, Yan Wuque moved his body slightly, wincing in pain. He quickly lay back down and stopped moving.

"I saw with my own eyes him use his inner energy to expel the toxins from Xu Yinheng's body."

That's real internal energy.

"You just said he was a young man?"

The oldest person grasped the key point: "Are you in your thirties or forties?"

In their hometown, where people are in their seventies and eighties, those in their thirties and forties are considered young.

"He looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old?"

"impossible?"

Before the eldest could speak, his companion spoke first, his tone joking.

"Wuque, are you kidding us?"

I was so terrified of the other person that my mind went completely blank.

"Eighteen or nineteen years old, but you could say eighty or ninety."

Several people around him nodded in agreement.

Some people practice from a young age and only attain enlightenment in their twenties or thirties; the fastest they can cultivate qi is around forty.

To truly master the use of qi, one must be at least in their sixties or seventies, and even those with exceptional talent will need to be around fifty.

The oldest person just said they were in their thirties or forties, which was already quite bold of them.

Yan Wuque kept shaking his head: "What I said is true. He really is eighteen or nineteen years old. I saw it with my own eyes. How could it be false?"

The pen stuck in my spine was inserted by him from a distance of 100 meters.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have run straight back to the capital.

Having witnessed Xu Yuan's methods firsthand, he feared Xu Yuan's retaliation and thus rushed back without delay.

Seeing that he wasn't joking, the faces of the group gradually turned serious, and they all looked at the eldest man.

"Is it possible that he reversed his aging process after practicing Qi cultivation?"

This is possible. Some people can reach a certain level of Qi cultivation and appear to be young, even though they are actually eighty or ninety years old.

Yan Wuque continued to shake his head: "He is the child who was taken away from the Xu family eighteen years ago, not an old man who has become a child again."

"It seems that a truly talented young man has descended from the mountain."

The eldest man stood with his hands behind his back, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed: "I'd like to see this young prodigy for myself."

"If it's really as you say, that he can use qi at eighteen or nineteen, then he will surely be of use to me."