Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

The voice of the Dragon Soul resounded in Xu Wendong’s sea of consciousness, carrying a trace of heaviness and hesitation: ”There is indeed a way at present, but this path is extremely perilous, and for you, it will undoubtedly mean facing huge dangers and challenges.”

”Are you really sure you want to continue saving this girl?”

Xu Wendong lowered his head, his gaze falling on the girl in his arms who was barely clinging to life. Her face was as pale as snow, her breathing so weak it seemed as if it could vanish at any moment.

His eyes suddenly turned incredibly resolute, and he responded decisively without hesitation: ”I cannot just sit by and watch her perish!”

He was also puzzled in his heart as to why he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this woman he met for the first time, as if there was some secret bond that transcended time and space between them.

But at this moment, he had no time to investigate the reasons behind it, nor the mind to seek the origin of this strange feeling.

He just knew one thing clearly.

Zhang Nian ended up in this dire situation of deviation, hanging by a thread, all because he gave her that ”Cold Ice Mantra.”

If it weren’t for his action, she wouldn’t have recklessly cultivated it nor suffered the calamity of deviation.

Moreover, all this happened in his own shop; both sentiment and reason dictated that he had to find a way to save her life. How could he harden his heart to abandon her, letting her die in the Netherworld?

Seeing his mind was made up, the Dragon Soul sighed helplessly and slowly said: ”Very well, I do have a method here that might restore this girl to her former self.”

”But this method is very unique; it requires the fusion of yin and yang between you two.”

”By using the Extreme Yang Qi within your body to gradually dissolve the raging coldness inside her.”

”Although you’ve used this method to save many people in the past, this girl’s physique is so rare and special. The power contained within the Chaos Cold Ice Body is unimaginable.”

”If you both actually perform the act of Yin-Yang fusion, you yourself will also be plunged into great risk. If you’re slightly careless, it might lead to an irreparable disaster.”

Xu Wendong exhaled a murky breath, then looking at the barely alive woman in his arms, he gently said: ”Now there’s a way to save you, it requires you and me to combine yin and yang, only through dual cultivation can your life be saved!”

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Nian’s weak eyes revealed a look of disbelief; she had never imagined that only the fusion of Yin and Yang could save her life.

Before she could come back to her senses.

Xu Wendong reached out and untied the straps on her body...

She instinctively wanted to move her body and struggle.

However, at this time, her weak body had been completely controlled by deviation, that slight struggle was merely a faint tremor of the limbs, more like a candle flickering in the wind, making a feeble resistance that added a touch of pitiful charm.

The strap, like a winding little snake, slowly loosened, and the long dress gently slipped, making a slight rustling sound.

Zhang Nian’s skin, as delicate and smooth as sheep jade, gradually exposed to the cold air, on its surface a layer of fine water beads formed due to the rampant cold inside her body.

Under the dim light in the room, flashing a ghostly and enchanting sheen, akin to dewdrops condensing on morning grass blades, yet emanating a bone-chilling coldness.

Xu Wendong exhaled a breath of turbid air, attempting to slightly calm his chaotic mind.

His gaze briefly moved away from Zhang Nian, as if mustering the courage, resolutely taking off his shirt.

As the garment slipped, his solid and powerful chest was completely exposed.

The muscle lines under the interplay of light and shadow seemed like the most perfect masterpieces under the hands of a sculptor, each muscle appearing imbued with endless power and vitality.

He gently extended his arms, slowly lifting Zhang Nian’s frail body, letting her lean against his chest.

The instant their skin touched, a chill, as if from the Jiuyou Purgatory, surged like a turbulent tide through every place of contact, his body involuntarily stiffened slightly, yet he bit his teeth, forcefully enduring that chill.

Initially, Zhang Nian’s body instinctively resisted, slightly tensing like a bowstring pulled taut, ready to snap at any moment.

But Xu Wendong did not give up; his spiritual power, like a trickle of fine stream, continuously and gently penetrated Zhang Nian’s body.

Gradually.

Zhang Nian seemed to feel Xu Wendong’s goodwill and determination; her tense body slowly relaxed, like a little bird finding a safe harbor amidst the storm, nestling in Xu Wendong’s arms.

Although she never thought about dual cultivating with a stranger, the warmth radiating from Xu Wendong’s body made her greatly enjoy it, seeming to even alleviate some of the coldness inside her.

Only.

The moment Xu Wendong entered her body, a painful moan escaped from the girl’s lips.

At that moment.

Zhang Nian felt like she was being torn apart.

Then.

A burst of scorching energy entered her body, giving her a sensation of pain intertwined with pleasure.

Meanwhile.

Xu Wendong also suppressed the extreme cold, beginning a tender touch...

Xu Wendong had saved many people using dual cultivation; each time he felt relaxed and enjoyed.

But with this time only.

He felt as though he was in excruciating pain.

The gentle and warm place he was infatuated with turned unusually cold.

Every time he entered, he had an illusion of being frozen to the bone.

Yet he gritted his teeth, propelling his True Qi and Yang energy into Zhang Nian’s delicate body.

As time slowly passed, the rock-hard Ice Cold Power inside Zhang Nian began to show signs of loosening.

Strands of ice-blue cold air, like spirits finally freed after long imprisonment, seeped from her pores, diffusing into the air.

These cold airs met the golden Yang energy surrounding Xu Wendong’s body, intertwining in an instant, forming a dreamlike yet perilous scene.

Xu Wendong’s forehead was covered with dense sweat beads, like broken pearls, they slid down his steadfast cheeks, dripping onto Zhang Nian’s shoulder.

But before the sweat beads could spread on her shoulder, they were instantly frozen into transparent ice pellets by the powerful cold force, like brilliant diamonds set into her skin.

Their breathing became increasingly rapid and heavy, every breath was like a tug-of-war with the Grim Reaper.

As the dual cultivation deepened, the Ice Cold Power inside Zhang Nian was gradually suppressed, transforming into docile cold air, flowing gently along the meridian routes set by Xu Wendong.

When all was said and done.

Xu Wendong, panting heavily, withdrew from Zhang Nian’s body, leaving on the bed a pool of bright red blood, resembling a blooming rose, incredibly vivid.