Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2118 - 448: Urgent Rescue 4

Wang Yue didn't waste a moment pondering and dashed right out the door, firing up the navigation on his communicator before speeding off to the spot Yan Fangfei had marked.

Thanks to his prowess as a Transcendent Realm powerhouse, he could outpace flying cars on shorter stretches.

Plus, with his mastery of the Wind God Leg technique, Wang Yue's velocity probably matched that of a top-tier Transcendent Realm cultivator.

Because of this, he reached the target area in just minutes. The place turned out to be a sprawling industrial zone with a maze-like layout.

By that late hour of the night, all the laborers had clocked out, turning the whole site into a hushed void.

Li Yingying's master carried an air of deep secrecy, hinting at her ties to a high-status lineage.

The peril she was in proved grave enough that Wang Yue dared not let his guard down. He moved silently, creeping toward the precise position Yan Fangfei had pinpointed for her.

A modest metal shack sat inside the industrial grounds, where Li Yingying had apparently taken refuge before. Yet when Wang Yue got there, she was nowhere to be found.

As he prepared to reach out to Yan Fangfei for an updated fix on Li Yingying's whereabouts, an odd chuckle echoed from close by.

Next came a voice declaring, "Senior Sister Yu, never saw this coming, did you? After running for decades, you've ended up right in my grasp."

Then Li Yingying's master replied: "Truly unforeseen. I, Yu Suxin, dodged the hunt from so many elites, just to perish by these petty nobodies."

These words sparked a mix of relief and alarm in Wang Yue. Relief because her presence meant Li Yingying had to be nearby too.

Alarm hit him since, at this proximity, no hints of true energy stirred in the air.

Were the foes targeting Li Yingying and her master powerhouses beyond the seventh layer of the Transcendent Realm?

Though it felt improbable, Wang Yue chose caution over rashness. He sneaked closer instead—after all, the foes were busy monologuing like classic villains, buying some time before any real threat.

The eerie laugher spoke again: "Perish? Not that easy. Senior Sister Yu, you slaughtered your spouse and his whole clan on your wedding night, then roamed for years. Bet you haven't felt a man's touch since, huh?

How about us brothers show you what you've missed, so that stunning figure doesn't go to waste. And this young one—your apprentice, I assume? She's got that fresh, juicy look. We'll take her under our wing too."

"You won't get away with it!" Yu Suxin's tone brimmed with sorrow, fury, and resolve.

Wang Yue's mind flashed to a dire image: Yu Suxin, consumed by utter rage and despair, triggering a forbidden art to explode herself, taking her pupil and the villains along in the blast.

With that thought, Wang Yue dropped all pretense of stealth. He bellowed, "Halt!" and charged in.

Getting nearer, he took in the full scene: Li Yingying and her master cornered against a wall, their complexions ashen, eyes burning with hopelessness and loathing.

Four figures clad in black faced them, grins of victory plastered on their faces.

Wang Yue's abrupt entry stunned everyone involved.

The black-robed quartet snapped into guarded stances, as Li Yingying and her master recoiled in fear.

"Wang Yue, stay out of this. Leave now!" Li Yingying pleaded in haste.

Regret gnawed at her deeply. She'd only aimed to bare her heart one final time before the end, ensuring no lingering what-ifs in death.

Yet who could've guessed Wang Yue was in Tianhai and tracked her down so swiftly?

This mess had dragged him into peril for sure.

Though Yu Suxin held less attachment to Wang Yue than her student, she refused to ensnare outsiders.

Thus, she told the four in black, "He's got no connection to me. Release him. I'll return to Xuan Su Sect with you lot, letting you score your merits. Else, I'll end it all here, slashing your shot at rewards big time."

"End yourself? If you had the guts, why wait this long?" The head of the black-clad group scoffed. His timbre revealed him as the source of that creepy cackle before.

"Test it then!" Yu Suxin shot back icily, while secretly transmitting to Wang Yue: "I'll stall them—you grab the opening to flee. I won't let Yingying go with unfinished business."

Even though her true concern lay elsewhere, Wang Yue felt a surge of emotion.

Still, he held back from rash action, as those four in black still emitted zero true energy vibes.

Li Yingying and her master's reserves were drained dry, so lacking fluctuations made sense. But the quartet showed no signs of fatigue, poised for battle—why no energy traces?

Possibilities: their realms dwarfed Wang Yue's, evading his detection, or they wielded arts and gear to mask their true energy.

Wang Yue leaned toward the second option, yet he avoided gambles. Rescuing Li Yingying and her master came first. Dealing vengeance could follow.

Thus, he edged toward Li Yingying and the other silently. Then, unleashing the Wind God Leg in a flash, he blurred like a specter to their position, scooped them up individually, and bolted.

"Courting death!" The black-clad leader roared in fury. He gestured sharply, commanding his trio, "Seize him!"

The four pursued Wang Yue at once.

But mere steps into the chase, Wang Yue halted abruptly and spun to confront the black-robed pursuers.

"Set us free and escape!" Li Yingying urged frantically.

Yu Suxin brimmed with elation from Wang Yue's displayed swiftness; his power surpassed her expectations by miles. He could surely manage those four without issue.

That display prompted Wang Yue's pause.

As the black-clad group gave chase, their true energy finally rippled into view, exposing their strengths.

The leader sat at the third layer of the Degenerate Mortal Realm, with the rest in True Return Realm—one at its pinnacle, two in late stages.

These adversaries posed no real test for Wang Yue anymore, though astonishment lingered.

Earlier, Li Yingying's master had dismissed them as insignificant, and they hadn't contested it.

Was it sheer arrogance on their part, or did her words ring true, leaving them no room to argue?

If the latter held, deeper implications loomed.

The black-clad four lacked Yu Suxin's sharp insight. Wang Yue's rapid shifts in pace left them clueless about his level. Confident still, they skipped warnings and lunged straight at him.

Worried that releasing Li Yingying and her master might invite strikes on them, Wang Yue kept his hold. He pivoted his stance and surged ahead, deploying the Wind God Leg's second form, "Wind Grass Strength," unleashing a flurry of kicks.

Bang bang bang~

Three thudding impacts landed nearly together, hurling the True Return Realm trio backward to the dirt, bodies twitching in death throes.

Just the black-clad leader dodged Wang Yue's barrage. Astonished, he demanded, "What sort of person are you?"

Wang Yue offered no reply. He pressed on with kicks, each strike quicker than the prior.

Wang Yue's true energy boasted superior refinement over typical fighters.

Though Wind God Leg ranked as a low heavenly-tier art, in his hands, it rivaled mid-tier heavenly rank.

Even against an equal or slightly superior foe, the black-clad man couldn't hold up.

With his realm a notch below Wang Yue's, victory lay even further from reach.

Wang Yue's incomplete grasp of Wind God Leg alone let the man endure roughly ten blows before a chest strike floored him, gravely wounded.

In that span, the man attempted flight, but his pace paled against Wang Yue's Wind God Leg mastery. Escape proved futile.

He also tried signaling his backing sect, yet Wang Yue had employed Yan Fangfei's advanced tech to jam all transmissions in the zone. Nothing got through.

Once the black-clad leader lay critically hurt, Wang Yue wasted no time. A final kick dispatched him to reunite with his fallen comrades.

Afterward, Wang Yue claimed the space rings from the four and channeled true energy to obliterate every trace of them.

Only then did he gently lower Li Yingying and her master. He inquired, "How are you holding up?"

Li Yingying gaped at Wang Yue, a whirlwind of awe, joy, and disbelief swirling within.

Her master had described those black-clad foes as elite among elites, one even a Degenerate Mortal Realm heavyweight.

Yet before Wang Yue, they crumbled like unskilled kids in a brawl. Easily dispatched. What level of might did that imply for him?

Yu Suxin wavered in thought too. She conceded her error in assessing him. Wang Yue's gifts and roots outshone even Jinling's three great clans.

Such a prodigy rarely emerged from standard martial holy sites. Only supreme legacy grounds might forge one like him.

After a spell of shock, Yu Suxin let her eyes flutter shut and collapsed into unconsciousness.

"Master!" Li Yingying wailed, clutching her master's lithe form and begging frantically, "Brother-in-law, please save my master."

"What's wrong with her?" Wang Yue questioned, puzzled. She'd seemed stable moments before—how did she black out so suddenly?

"My master took heavy inner wounds years back, wrecking her cultivation base. Earlier, against those black-clad thugs, she pushed beyond her limits.

That reignited her old injuries," Li Yingying clarified.

Wang Yue extended a hand to clasp Yu Suxin's slender wrist, probing her pulse. Medical knowledge escaped him, but he detected her meridians in wild disarray, teetering on total breakdown.

"How bad is it?" Li Yingying pressed, worry etched deep.

"Injuries are severe. We must secure a safe spot first," Wang Yue replied, brow furrowed.

Yu Suxin's state barred further jostling.

Yet the Warrior Hotel was off-limits. Clues suggested the black-clad quartet's allies held great sway. Any external trace might alert those powers.

Wang Yue had a backup: Zhang Hong. Tianhai fell under his domain, so securing a refuge ought to be simple.

Once connected, Zhang Hong showed up promptly, bringing Li Gang and Wu Li along.

Li Gang and Li Yingying shared a startled reunion there.

Chitchat would wait, though. The crew altered their looks and headed to one of Zhang Hong's covert lairs.

Not even Zhang Hong's kin knew of it, ensuring utmost security.

With Yu Suxin settled, Wang Yue dismissed Zhang Hong and the rest, keeping just Li Yingying. He stated, "Yingying, your master's salvation hinges on one method now. But whether she'll consent, I can't say."