Urban: The All-Around Cultivation Student

On Mount Nanxing, an old man sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder, eyes narrowed as he happily puffed on his pipe, blowing smoke rings and enjoying himself.

Towering trees dozens of feet high surrounded him, their dense branches and leaves a lush green. The occasional birdcall or cicada song lent the place a little more life.

A wild-looking young man dropped from the sky and crashed down beside the old man, smashing a huge crater into the ground as cracks spread in every direction.

The old man's expression didn't change. He seemed to be quite used to it.

He even greeted the boy with a cheerful laugh: "Hey, kid, it's been a month. Your cultivation's improved!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.