Urban Invincible Overlord

In the Cultivation World, time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, Helian Rong’s son has reached full term.

Under the patient care of Yang Fei, Helian Rong recovered remarkably well. Plus, being a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, her body was exceptionally strong. What was considered dangerous and exhausting for ordinary women wasn’t difficult for her.

After confinement, Helian Rong mentioned to Yang Fei that he need not worry about her and the child, urging him to continue searching for Qin Yanyang and Tong Yunshu, saying it was imperative to bring them back, and she would personally apologize to them with the child.

Yang Fei, however, didn’t leave in haste; instead, he comforted her, telling her not to overthink. Their departure wasn’t her fault. If anyone was to blame, it was his own greed.

Seeing his persistence, Helian Rong didn’t press him further.

As the seasons changed swiftly, a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps due to strong genetics, the son, Yang Cheng, could already toddle even before eleven months. By eleven months, the little fellow was already happily chasing after Yang Fei.

Yang Fei adored him greatly, and over nearly a year, he even slacked on his cultivation, spending most of his time with the child.

Helian Rong, seeing his love for the child and his role as a father, was pleased yet aware. She knew he was trying to accompany the child’s growth as much as possible, even making up for future absences. She understood he would leave to search for Qin Yanyang and Tong Yunshu.

Unlike last time, when he left again, he wouldn’t hurry back until he found some definite answers.

The Cultivation World was vast and boundless. Since Qin Yanyang and Tong Yunshu left without a word, they must have concealed their identities and hidden away. Finding them wouldn’t be easy.

Helian Rong silently prayed inside, hoping Yang Fei would find news of the two women soon.

In a small village called Nanmu Village, within Baiyun Sect’s territory, 300,000 miles east of Qinghe County, Qin Yanyang and Tong Yunshu had settled down.

Nanmu Village wasn’t big, merely a hundred or so households, built by the mountains, with a clear brook meandering in front, the water tinkling like joyful music played by nature.

By the little wooden house by the brook, thin wisps of smoke rose. After disguising herself, Tong Yunshu, who now appeared in her thirties with an ordinary look, was cooking porridge.

Similarly disguised, Qin Yanyang sat at the wooden table, seemingly waiting for the porridge to be ready, but actually, she was practicing cultivation with every precious second.

"You work so hard on cultivation; why not leave this place and find a more spiritual energy-enriched area?" Tong Yunshu glanced at Qin Yanyang and hummed.

Qin Yanyang frowned, exiting her cultivation. She glanced at Tong Yunshu and said, "You think I don’t know you’re secretly putting in hard work too? My Rune Tao and Formation skills are far inferior to yours. Now that even your Realm is almost caught up, if I don’t work harder, won’t you surpass me in everything?"

Tong Yunshu snorted, "And what if I surpass you? We’ve left that person, so there’s nothing else to compete for. It’s meaningless."

Qin Yanyang frowned slightly at the mention of that person and stopped speaking.

Tong Yunshu also fell silent, and the two remained in quietude.

Using porridge to stave off hunger, once sated, Tong Yunshu cleaned up, and Qin Yanyang returned to the room to cultivate.

In reality, both had formed their cores. Through cultivation, they absorbed and refined spiritual energy, replenishing their own energy. They didn’t need to eat like ordinary people. But living in this mundane village, they couldn’t appear too standout, and they had no aversion to food, so they cooked porridge daily to disguise themselves.

During the day, they each cultivated, occasionally chatting, and at night, they returned to their rooms to rest. The days passed quietly and idly.

"Lady Bodhisattva! Lady Bodhisattva, save us!"

One morning, an urgent and tense voice arrived.

Tong Yunshu opened the courtyard door, seeing the villager Niu Erxi, sweating profusely, standing outside, holding an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The child’s face was pale, lips purple, body trembling continuously, making weak groans from his mouth.

Next to him, the woman was crying bitterly, "Two Lady Bodhisattvas, please save my son, Xiaohu! Last night, he started complaining of stomach pain, and this morning he couldn’t speak anymore. He must have eaten something bad!"

The two had resided in the village for over a year. As cultivators, treating ordinary ailments was very easy. Moreover, Tong Yunshu was skilled in Rune Tao, applying it to the medical practice with unexpected effects. Thus, in just over a year, the two saved many lives, earning the villagers’ respect, calling them Bodhisattvas.

Tong Yunshu immediately approached, placing a hand on Xiaohu’s pulse.

It was merely for show because her Divine Sense had already scanned the child’s entire body, immediately discovering an invisible, transparent worm feeding on Xiaohu’s Essence Blood.

"What happened?" Qin Yanyang asked, hearing the commotion, emerging from inside.

A glint of coldness flashed in Tong Yunshu’s eyes as she transmitted her message, "This child was targeted by an Evil Cultivator, who placed a Gu inside him."

"A Gu?" Qin Yanyang raised her brows, a trace of killing intent flickering in her eyes.

In the Cultivation World, the techniques involving Gu aren’t secret.

In righteous sects like Shang Qing Sect, most people naturally keep their distance from Gu techniques, viewing them as evil sect practices, but some disciples are drawn to these side-path methods to boost their cultivation or combat power.

And some Evil Cultivator sects specialize in this, using Gu for combat, cultivating with Gu, their methods extremely cruel.

She immediately said to Niu Erxi and his wife, "Please wait a moment. I can cure Xiaohu, but you’ll need to step aside for a bit."

Niu Erxi and his wife, though anxious, dared not disobey the "Lady Bodhisattva," who alleviated suffering, so they quickly entered the courtyard with Xiaohu and then retreated outside the gate, waiting nervously.

Tong Yunshu carried Xiaohu inside, while Qin Yanyang closed the courtyard gate and set a simple isolation barrier to prevent any leakage of spiritual energies.

Inside, Tong Yunshu carefully examined the state of Xiaohu’s body, growing angrier as she checked.

Xiaohu was implanted with a ’Bloodthirsty Gu’, a Gu Worm that feeds on a person’s spirit, gradually depleting the host’s vital essence, converting it into energy for the Gu, ultimately leading to the host’s death once the Gu matures.

This Bloodthirsty Gu was currently greedily absorbing the essence from the child’s Pure Yang Constitution.

"Such a sinister method!" Tong Yunshu ground her teeth.

Standing aside, Qin Yanyang asked coldly, "Can it be solved?"

Tong Yunshu nodded, "Though dangerous, the Bloodthirsty Gu is merely a first-rank Gu Worm and hasn’t evolved, so removing it is not difficult."

She then retrieved a talisman from her storage bag, a "Purifying Spirit Talisman" she crafted in her early years in the sect, initially meant for purifying spiritual energy, but also effective against such low-rank Gu Worms.

Placing the talisman over Xiaohu’s Dantian, she chanted a spell, pressing her palm onto the talisman, gently infusing her spiritual power into it.

Xiaohu’s body twitched violently, veins protruding on his forehead, emitting painful whimpers.

"Bear it for a moment, it will soon be better." Tong Yunshu softly comforted, simultaneously increasing the output of her spiritual power.

After about thirty minutes, Xiaohu’s abdomen squirmed abruptly, and a wisp of black mist slowly seeped out from his navel, accompanied by a repulsive stench.

Quickly responding, Tong Yunshu hooked her fingers, enveloping the black mist with spiritual power, forcefully pulling it out.

As the black mist hit the ground, it revealed a thumb-thick, almost transparent Gu Worm rolling about, sizzling, before dissolving into a puddle of ooze.

Xiaohu’s complexion visibly regained its rosy tinge, his breathing stabilized, and he drifted into a deep sleep.

"This Evil Cultivator even targeted a child, absolutely inhumane," Qin Yanyang said coldly.

Tong Yunshu nodded silently, saying nothing more.

She knew well that whoever implanted such a Gu Worm must be a cultivator, not a benevolent one.

Their intention had been to live quietly in Nanmu Village without stirring trouble, but how could they turn a blind eye to such matters?