Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2187 - 508: Sleeping Beauty 1

The world mightʼve stayed chill, but Yang Cancan was absolutely losing it.

Sheʼd never imagined in a million years that a human being could just... take off.

No gear, no tech, just straight-up flying through the air. In her mind, that was strictly god-tier stuff.

But there it was, actually happening to her, and she couldnʼt deny the reality of it.

Before this, her feelings for Wang Yue were just a simple crush; now, there was a heavy dose of straight-up worship mixed in.

To her, both Wang Yue and Xuan Ji were basically deities walking the earth.

But it wasnʼt just Cancan—even Xuan Ji was low-key shook.

People called him ”The Devilʼs Hand with a Buddhaʼs Heart,” but his lethal side was usually reserved for the beast tribes.

Unless his back was against the wall, he hated drawing blood from his own kind, even in a friendly spar.

Thatʼs why heʼd immediately toggled into ”Flight Mode”—the signature move of a Transcendence Realm master—and floored it from the jump.

He wanted to show Wang Yue his speed and hopefully get him to back off and drop the whole ”letʼs fight” idea.

But to his surprise, Wang Yue wasnʼt just flying—he was keeping pace perfectly, looking like he wasnʼt even breaking a sweat.

Even wilder?

Wang Yue was carrying a whole extra person while doing it.

That meant his cultivation level might actually be higher than Xuan Jiʼs.

How is that even possible?

Xuan Ji trusted his eyes. Wang Yueʼs ”bone age” definitely wasnʼt over twenty—he might even be younger. A Transcendence Realm master under twenty? And at least at the third stage? Even the top-tier Sacred Lands couldnʼt churn out a prodigy like that. Who is this kid, really?

The two of them blazed through the sky, and in a matter of moments, Kaifeng City was a speck in the distance. They touched down (or hovered) near the banks of the Yellow River to the north.

The open water wasnʼt exactly a friendly neighborhood for humans; the aquatic tribes in the Yellow River were notorious for being aggressive.

Because of that, except for specific docks, the thirty miles surrounding the riverbanks were a total no-manʼs-land. It was the perfect spot for a showdown—no crowds to worry about, no collateral damage.

Realizing Wang Yue was likely in his league, Xuan Ji stopped being so resistant to the spar. He pressed his palms together in a traditional greeting.

”I am at the early Phase 3 of the Transcendence Realm. My specialty is a Heaven-tier Low-grade technique: The Thousand-Leaf Palm of Mercy. Iʼm ready when you are.”

Wang Yue was impressed. He didnʼt expect Xuan Ji to be such a straight shooter, laying out his stats and signature moves before the first punch was even thrown. Since the monk was being real with him, Wang Yue wasnʼt going to play games either. He gave a respectful fist-palm salute.

”Transcendence Realm, late Phase 2. My go-to moves are the Earth-tier Peak-grade Sky-Shatter Palm and the Heaven-tier Low-grade Wind God Kick.”

Xuan Ji was a bit surprised to hear Wang Yue was ”only” at late Phase 2, but it made sense after the intro. If the kid specialized in kicks, it explained the insane speed.

”Master, after you,” Wang Yue said, making a ʼcome at meʼ gesture.

Xuan Ji wasnʼt one to waste time. Since they were doing this, he was all in. ”Pardon me,” he muttered, and then his hands blurred.

A literal cloud of palm shadows erupted toward Wang Yue, like a wave of kinetic energy.

”Nice!” Wang Yue shouted. He could see why it was a Heaven-tier move. Xuan Ji only had two hands, but heʼd just unleashed hundreds of strikes in a split second—and every single one of them was a ”real” hit, not just some visual illusion.

Wang Yue swung his own palms out to meet the storm. He didnʼt have the flashy ”hundreds of shadows” trick, but his raw power was more than enough.

BOOM.

The collision sounded like a bomb going off. Both men were knocked back exactly three steps.

”Impressive!”

Xuan Ji praised. He was genuinely shocked that Wang Yue had managed to pick out his two actual hands from the hundreds of shadows and intercept them perfectly.

That was no easy feat.

Plus, even though he hadnʼt gone 100%, heʼd put about 70% of his power into that strike. Wang Yue was technically a level lower and using an inferior technique, yet heʼd fought to a draw.

What Xuan Ji didnʼt know was that Wang Yue wasnʼt even using that Earth-tier palm move.

He was using his familyʼs mid-grade Jade-Cracker Palm, just beefed up with his ”Level 8 Gale” trait, making the energy spiral through his meridians twice for extra kick.

”Master, donʼt hold back,” Wang Yue said. It wasnʼt often he ran into someone who could actually challenge him, and he wanted to enjoy the rush.

Xuan Ji nodded. Seeing how Wang Yue handled himself, he realized that while the kidʼs ”stats” were lower, his actual combat power was elite. He didnʼt have to worry about accidentally killing the guy, so he could finally let loose.

The two took to the sky again, moving far away from Yang Cancan to hover over the river. The fight turned into a blur of high-speed exchanges.

From the shore, Yang Cancan watched with her jaw on the floor. It wasnʼt just the flying—the sheer scale of the fight was terrifying. The shockwaves alone were kicking up massive tidal waves on the Yellow River, looking like a literal hurricane was hitting the water.

She wasnʼt a ”cultivator” yet, but she was close. She used to think powerful martial artists were maybe ten or twenty times stronger than her.

Looking at this?

She realized she was living in a different universe. They werenʼt even the same species at this point.

It was a bit of a reality check. But Cancan had been through hell growing up, and she had grit. Instead of feeling sorry for herself or trying to sneak away, she felt a fire light up under her. She didnʼt just want to watch; she wanted to be that powerful.

Meanwhile, Wang Yue and Xuan Ji were having the time of their lives. When youʼre at their level, finding an equal is nearly impossible unless youʼre hanging out in some legendary hidden sanctuary.

Even the peaceful Xuan Ji was feeling the ”warriorʼs high,” using the pressure to polish his techniques. Wang Yue was gaining even more; the intensity was forcing his Jade-Cracker Palm and his Gale trait to fuse perfectly. Before, he could only manage two energy rotations. Now? Heʼd pushed it to three.

Three rotations meant eight times the power. And the kicker? That multiplier didnʼt just add to the palm move—it multiplied it.

While a mid-grade move with an 8x boost still wasnʼt technically ”Heaven-tier,” Wang Yue knew he could eventually hit six rotations instantly. If he could bridge that with his techniques, heʼd be a walking nuke.

And he wasnʼt limited to just one palm move. Once he figured out the ”math” of this fusion, he could apply it to anything. Imagine doing that with a Heaven-tier move...