Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1625: Chapter 1622: Why Not Marry Them All?

Upon hearing this.

Xu Wendong seemed as if he had been struck by lightning from a clear sky, his body froze abruptly, and the once content and peaceful expression on his face instantly stiffened. His eyes widened, filled with disbelief and shock.

His lips trembled slightly, as if eager to retort, but this sudden, preposterous proposal choked him, leaving him speechless for a long while.

His adam’s apple rolled with difficulty, and after a while, he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: ”You... what do you mean by this? Surely you must be joking!”

Although he had already become a god, his voice was trembling at this moment.

Xue Tu, in the meantime, was already burning with rage, like a barrel of gunpowder ignited, erupting instantly.

He leaped up, surrounded by the Blood Clan’s unique vital energy like a dark red flame, surging and rolling, his eyes glaring like copper bells, staring fixedly at Canglan Yutian: ”Canglan Yutian, you old scoundrel, how shameless can you be!”

”I thought your previous hints were due to momentary confusion, never did I expect you to blatantly make such a proposal, attempting to use my son-in-law as a tool for your personal gain and bloodline continuation, where do you place emotions and morality, and my Blood Clan?”

Saying this, he turned to Mu Xizi, his face full of anger, spitting as he spoke: ”And you, Mu Xizi, you usually seem quite noble and respectable, I didn’t expect you to have such sordid thoughts, following along, attempting to meddle in others’ affairs, you’ve utterly disgraced the Immortal Clan, utterly unashamed!”

Xue Tu clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, making cracking sounds, as if were it not for the fact that there was a common enemy, requiring unity against the demons, he would have already charged at the two, fighting desperately.

However, Canglan Yutian and Mu Xizi seemed to have anticipated this reaction, their expressions were only slightly awkward, but they still stood their ground without retreating.

Canglan Yutian wore a smile, seemingly having long expected Xue Tu’s reaction.

At this moment.

The Holy Maidens of the Twelve Immortal Clans gracefully stepped forward, appearing one after another.

Leading them was the Canglan Immortal Clan’s Holy Maiden, wearing a water-blue long dress, the hem resembling lively sea waves, swaying gently with her steps, sparkling.

The light reflected on her snow-like skin and her face was a mix of coldness and shyness, holding a jade flute emitting faint blue light, with intricate sea wave patterns carved into it, as if containing the secrets of the Azure Sea.

At the moment, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at everyone, her cheeks flushed with a hint of blush, resembling the clouds at the horizon.

The Phantom Feather Clan Holy Maiden followed closely, her long robe fluttering in the wind, shining brilliantly, exuding elegance and grace.

Her figure was light and graceful, as if stepping on clouds, her hair styled into a bun adorned with a few feather ornaments that shimmered with faint light, a fan in her hands painted with mysterious runes and lively birds.

Her face was half-covered, her eyes curved, mixing shyness with anticipation, sneaking glances at Xu Wendong.

The Ba Yan Clan’s Holy Maiden wore a pink martial outfit, resembling a thorny rose blooming in the spring, masterfully merging the clan’s boldness with a girl’s current shyness.

Her wheat-colored skin exhibited a healthy glow, her features vibrant and bold, and the usually resolute eyes, now filled with nervousness and shyness.

Her hands unconsciously clenched the corner of her garment, which was crumpled into small wrinkles, she bit her lower lip lightly, trying hard to calm herself.

And the twin Holy Maidens of the Lingxiao Feather Clan were like twin lotus blossoms, the elder one gentle and serene, dressed in a light purple gauze dress, with floating skirts embroidered with spirit feather patterns, seeming ready to ascend with the wind.

When she smiled lightly, dimples appeared, holding a flower basket woven of spirit feathers, containing spirit flowers that shimmered faintly and emitted fragrance, her gaze toward Xu Wendong hidden behind long eyelashes, filled with subtlety and shyness.

The younger one was lively and mischievous, hopping forward, her gown fluttering, the spirit bell at her waist ringing melodiously.

She looked curiously at Xu Wendong, her big eyes blinking, unreservedly revealing novelty and admiration in her eyes; when she saw everyone looking her way, she quickly stuck out her tongue and hid behind her sister, causing a gentle laughter among the others.

The other clan’s Holy Maidens each had their unique charm, either gentle, vibrant, or cold, surrounded by a faint glow of spiritual power, weaving a picturesque and lively scene.

Their arrival was like spring flowers blooming all of a sudden, the faint fragrance of daughterhood spreading, blending with the ethereal aura of Penglai Immortal Island.

Xu Wendong’s gaze wandered back and forth among these Holy Maidens.

He felt as though the scene before him was dreamlike yet utterly absurd.

Each Holy Maiden seemed as if they had danced out of ancient Immortal Realm paintings, each with unique grace and charm, be it cold, playful, gentle, or vibrant.

The collective beauty and grace assembled was like brilliant stars shining in the night sky, dazzling him, leaving him dizzy and with a chaotic mind.

His feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move, his eyes were filled with shock and helplessness, his lips parted slightly, yet no words came, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing breaking the suffocating silence.

Xue Tu’s anger grew increasingly fierce as he shouted at Canglan Yutian and the others: ”Your actions are no different from those vile individuals who snatch away women by force!”

”Using such disgraceful methods, trying to forcibly involve my son-in-law, do you really think the Blood Clan can be humiliated at will?”

A Clan Leader from the Immortal Clan slightly furrowed his brows, his expression heavy yet showing a bit of stubbornness and reluctance, loudly retorting: ”Friend Xue Tu, your words are quite biased, you have indeed misunderstood our earnest intentions!”

After saying this, he slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with earnestness and helplessness, scanning the crowd, then continued: ”We exhausted our efforts and painstakingly strategized, how could it be with the intention to coerce the Divine Venerable?”

”Time flows like relentless rivers, rushing forward, numerous tribulations strike the foundations of clan inheritance like gigantic waves, relentlessly striking.”

”Our clan has stumbled along this path, enduring countless disasters, now already at the brink, our people dwindling, like a candle about to extinguish, the fire of bloodline inheritance flickering, ready to be snuffed out by the cold wind of fate at any moment.”

Speaking thus far, his voice quivered slightly: ”In this desperate situation, if we could gain the favor of the Divine Venerable, and establish a Qin and Jin union with our Holy Maiden, with the Divine Venerable’s protection in the future, the continuation of our bloodline would be hopeful, the flame of inheritance could rekindle, not extinguished in the long river of history, becoming forgotten dust!”

”If even this last hope is extinguished, inheritance abruptly ended, the family torn apart, then what relevance do the rise and fall of the Immortal Realm, the life and death of the world, have to us?”

Xu Wendong quietly listened to the end, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: ”Senior, your words seem earnest and reasonable, but in essence, they press me step by step into a corner with no retreat.”

”Isn’t this a blatant request for me to marry your clan’s Holy Maiden, using it as a ’lifeline’ to maintain family inheritance?”

The old man, hearing this, blushed, his face full of shame spreading rapidly like the clouds at the horizon, he clasped his hands in salute, bending down: ”Divine Venerable, forgive this offense, I know this action is extremely disrespectful, but the current situation is perilous, we resorted to desperate measures, making this last-resort move.”

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive and heavy, and just when Xu Wendong didn’t know how to respond, Blood Princess’s gentle voice slowly sounded: ”Why not just marry them all?”