Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

At 3:27 in the morning, the lights in the Yunshuiyuan bedroom had long been turned off, but Jiang Ran's face was reflected in white light.

The laptop was filled with relevant information popping up from various search engines, and Li Sutong and Gu Yan Dao were the key words.

Most of the information found was about the other party's participation in various exchanges, charity banquets, etc. Only a few messages from seventeen years ago revealed something unusual.

"The only daughter of a real estate tycoon in Qingjiang Province was kidnapped. The robbers killed her after failing to get a ransom of 1 billion yuan."

"The robbers are a combat team with amazing combat skills and are equipped with various types of firearms."

The footage captured in this "news" is extremely blurry. One can barely make out a large number of official personnel surrounding a building, but other than that, not much can be discerned from the picture alone.

But it becomes much more interesting when linked to another message from six years ago.

"Lin Siting's 30th birthday party, Qingjiang Chamber of Commerce Vice Chairman Li Sutong showed up."

The Chamber of Commerce is an unofficial association of entrepreneurs, and this is usually Li Sutong’s external identity.

More importantly, Lin Siting is the only daughter of the real estate tycoon who was held hostage in the news seventeen years ago.

How did she survive and become related to Li Sutong? With a little thought, you can guess it.

"Seventeen years ago, he was able to face an armed combat team alone." Jiang Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, and after verifying multiple messages, he confirmed that the kidnapper who held Lin Siting hostage was indeed armed.

He knew very well that the firearms of the 21st century were completely different from the firearms that the Yanqi people had faced two hundred years ago, and they indeed possessed extremely powerful power.

The fact that Li Sutong was able to rescue Lin Siting from a group of well-trained robbers, even with the help of complex terrain or firearms, indirectly proves that he at least has the ability to sense the coming of autumn.

Jiang Ran had never seen a master on the Blue Star, but he knew very well that neither Qi Jingshan, who was at the level of Ming Jin, nor Huo Ying, who was at the level of An Jin, possessed such strength.

"Seventeen years ago, I was half a step into Hua Jin. Seventeen years later, I am still Hua Jin."

There was a hint of mockery in Jiang Ran's eyes. He would believe it if it happened to Qi Jingshan. After all, the old man was definitely not a good martial artist.

But he always felt it was too inappropriate for a warrior like Li Sutong who had been famous for a long time and had extraordinary strength and character.

"Too strange."

He read a few messages again, closed the notebook and muttered to himself.

Jiang Ran doesn't value Li Sutong, he just values ​​every opponent with extraordinary talent.

Contempt in words and attitude is always an illusion until the other person's head falls to the ground.

There was really no reason for Li Sutong to go to such lengths in investigating Luo Hong's death.

If we discuss the matter with the Yan family in private, we might be able to obtain more tangible benefits without wasting the favor of the Grand Master.

That's why Jiang Ran felt strange. What was Li Sutong's motive?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately circulated the Qi in his body to condense the Nine Tribulations Qi.

No matter what, cultivation is still the most important.

The next day.

Yan Yuqing rubbed her eyes and yawned repeatedly, looking very lazy.

Last night, she was thinking about meeting Li Sutong today and worrying about Jiang Ran. She fell asleep in a daze almost at dawn. She was really sleepy now.

He forced himself to stay awake, stretched his arms, and glanced at the time, suddenly becoming clear-headed.

I changed my clothes in a hurry, trotted out of the house with an umbrella, and saw three people standing in the courtyard.

When she saw that Jiang Ran was not there, she was a little disappointed, but there was still a look of surprise on her face.

"Father."

Yan Chuan was a little depressed, but he looked quite decent in his formal attire.

He looked up and saw his daughter with a happy face, his smile was a little bitter, "Don't worry, Qing'er, even if he got a bunch of bad friends to help him, the Li family won't be able to act crazy in Yanshan."

After saying this, he subconsciously shrank his neck, and after a moment he tilted his head to look at Yan Weiguo in surprise.

Logically speaking, given his father's temper, he wouldn't even have the chance to finish his nonsense before he was slapped in the face and all his words were swallowed.

Could it be that after he was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, the old man couldn't bear it and felt that he was still a child?

Yan Chuan's head didn't explode from the blow, but instead he felt a little uncomfortable all over. His random thoughts even lifted his spirits.

Yan Yuqing blinked her peach blossom eyes, and immediately realized that he probably didn't know that Jiang Ran had returned to Yanshan City, and he didn't know the reason why he was released from the ancestral hall.

"Yeah." She smiled and nodded at Yan Chuan, then took a few steps forward and reached out to tidy up Yan Weiguo's clothes.

"Grandpa, don't think too much. You have the heavy burden of uncle, father, and the Yan family on your shoulders."

Yan Yuqing was not aware of the meeting between Jiang Ran and Yan Weiguo last night. She only felt that her grandfather looked pale, as if he had lost all his energy, and she couldn't help but feel moved.

"You don't need to worry about me. I look old." She took a small step back and nodded with satisfaction. "Besides, with Mr. Jiang here, Master Li probably won't be too aggressive."

There was a trace of embarrassment on Yan Weiguo's pale old face. He didn't expect that he was injured by Jiang Ran's strong energy, and was even misunderstood by his granddaughter as being overly worried about her. He felt really ashamed.

Before he could figure out how to respond to Yan Yuqing's words, he heard Yan Chuan yelling in dismay.

"Fuck, is Jiang Ran stupid? Why is he coming back after running away?!"

Yan Chuan obviously had a different mentality from Yan Weiguo in weighing the pros and cons of this matter. He always felt that although Li Sutong was a master, it was not his turn to shout at the Yan family.

Besides, the other party lost a disciple, so compensation should be paid. Jiang Ran cured his chronic illness. It’s impossible that the Yan family doesn’t even have this little bit of responsibility, right?

Yan Yuqing couldn't help but tremble her shoulders and burst into laughter.

"No matter how stupid he is, I wouldn't dare to say anything nonsense. If you could say these words in front of..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Huo Ying turned around and looked outside the courtyard gate as if he had sensed something. She couldn't help but feel moved and looked over as well.

In the dim morning light, a man walked slowly towards us. He was wearing a green shirt and had a slender figure, just like the lush forest and bamboos. Without recognizing his features, one could tell that no one else would have such a dignified demeanor.

Yan Chuan turned around like a goose, and when he saw the calm expression on Jiang Ran's face, he stood straighter for no reason like a primary school student.

"Yan Chuan."

Jiang Ran stood at the entrance of the courtyard and instantly became the focus of the four people's attention.

He looked at Yan Chuan with a slightly cold gaze, which made him feel dry-mouthed and panic-stricken.

"Mr. Jiang." Seeing him like this, Yan Yuqing quickly called out, trying to change the subject.

Yan Chuan thought his daughter's voice was the most beautiful, so he took advantage of the situation and started yelling, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, you are finally back. You don't know how hard I have been looking for you these past few days."

"After returning from the Yanshui River, you and Yan Yuqing should each copy the characters a thousand times."

There was a hint of mischief in Jiang Ran's eyes.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Chuan felt the pressure was relieved a lot, but he couldn't help but feel a little confused, "Copy words? What words?"

"Copy whatever you say, 'I am an idiot' a thousand times, not once less, or you will suffer the consequences."

Yan Yuqing was dumbfounded and pointed at her nose, "What does this have to do with me?"

"You don't dare to talk nonsense, or you don't think so?" Jiang Ran stared at her and sneered, "You two thousand times."