Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Li Changfu sighed softly, his tone and expression full of helplessness and yearning: ”To lure out the people from the Blood Sect, I’m afraid is as difficult as reaching the heavens!”

”If my memory serves me correctly, five years ago, the provincial Cultivator Association dispatched numerous experts with the intent of drawing out the people from the Blood Sect.”

”To achieve this, they even put up two extremely rare thousand-year-old Treasure Medicines, along with a quite high-grade Superior Grade Spiritual Weapon as bait. But ultimately, the Blood Sect people utterly refused to take the bait, causing the extermination plan to fall through completely.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Wendong raised an eyebrow slightly, his eyes full of doubt, and couldn’t help but ask: ”What exactly is the Cultivator Association?”

Li Changfu looked at Xu Wendong in surprise, evidently not having expected him to ask such a question. After a brief pause, he slowly began to explain: ”The Cultivator Association is an authoritative organization established by the government, specifically responsible for managing all cultivators in the world. It holds a significant position in the cultivation world.”

Xu Wendong nodded thoughtfully, then pressed further: ”After that failed attempt to return, did the Cultivator Association just completely give up on the extermination of the Blood Sect?”

Li Changfu sighed heavily once again, the helplessness between his brows growing stronger, seemingly full of resentment toward the experts of that department.

Seeing this, Xu Wendong gently patted his shoulder, the corner of his mouth curling into a confident smile as he spoke loudly: ”Though the Cultivator Association returned in failure, unable to lure out the Blood Sect, if I take action today, I will certainly draw them out and annihilate them, restoring peace to the Qingyuan Cultivation Realm.”

In his heart, he knew that his Storage Bag contained heaps of treasures.

Although he lacked the widely acknowledged rare treasures of the outside world — Superior Grade Spiritual Weapons, he had no shortage of even rarer, higher-grade Immortal Artifacts and Divine Artifacts.

He firmly believed that just needlessly showing one would cause a tempest in the entire cultivation world, drawing countless gazes.

With this thought, he turned his eyes to Li Changfu, and said with determination: ”Go and contact those loose cultivators from yesterday and have them gather at Mystic Spirit Pavilion as soon as possible.”

Actually, given Xu Wendong’s current power, confronting the Blood Sect single-handedly was not a difficult matter at all, and he required no outside help.

But having been in cultivation for a long time, he understood the cruel nature of the cultivation world.

If a cultivator truly wants to grow and achieve, constant tempering of the mind is indispensable.

Only through repeated battles of life and death, bloody slaughter, can one’s mind, like tempered steel, become increasingly resilient so that one can endlessly progress along the long and arduous path of cultivation, reaching the peak.

Li Changfu immediately contacted those loose cultivators from yesterday, urging them to come to Mystic Spirit Pavilion as quickly as possible.

Once everyone gathered, Xu Wendong scanned the crowd with a cold gaze and said in a grave tone: ”Everyone, the Qingyuan Cultivation Realm is currently disturbed by the Blood Sect, a malignant tumor. Brother Li Changfu is one of its victims. If we don’t remove it, none of us will have days of peace in the future.”

”Today, I plan to set a trap to lure out the Blood Sect and, together with you all, eliminate this threat. What do you think?”

Upon hearing this,

everyone gasped in shock, displaying horrified expressions.

They knew well the brutality and mystery of the Blood Sect; even the Cultivator Association, with such a powerful lineup and tempting bait, returned unsuccessful five years ago.

Now, relying solely on Xu Wendong and these loose cultivators, intending to challenge the Blood Sect is undoubtedly akin to striking a stone with an egg, so how could one not be terrified?

Even though Xu Wendong defeated Master Wudao, a Nascent Soul Stage expert, five years ago, the Cultivator Association also dispatched two Nascent Soul Stage experts!

Momentarily, the crowd was abuzz with discussions, anxiety and fear spreading like shadows.

Someone showed difficulty and muttered: ”Mr. Xu, even the Cultivator Association couldn’t deal with the Blood Sect, can we really do it?” The words were full of lack of confidence and worry.

And someone secretly glanced around, seeming to look for a way out, their steps unconsciously shifting slightly.

Xu Wendong took in the reactions of everyone, his expression remaining cold, his gaze as sharp as a torch, and slowly spoke: ”Everyone, I understand your concerns, but as long as the Blood Sect is not eliminated for a single day, the Qingyuan Cultivation Realm will never see peace.”

”Today, since I dare stand here, I have absolute confidence.”

”I possess a treasure that the Blood Sect can absolutely not resist, which definitely will draw them out. You all just need to act according to my instructions at the critical moment, and through joint efforts, we will surely succeed.”

Everyone looked at each other, hesitation still lingering, but seeing Xu Wendong’s determined and confident gaze and thinking about the usual misdeeds of the Blood Sect, if they don’t rise up to resist, they’ll eventually become victims too.

Finally, someone gritted their teeth, stepped forward, and replied: ”Mr. Xu, since you say so, I’m willing to follow, and fight to the death!”

With this leader, the rest of the loose cultivators gradually dispelled their concerns, though unwillingly, they still nodded one by one, expressing willingness to follow orders.

Seeing everyone agree, Xu Wendong nodded slightly, his expression easing slightly as he said in a deep voice: ”Alright, since that’s the case, let’s head to Wolong Mountain to ambush.”

”Wolong Mountain’s terrain is treacherous, its Spiritual Power abundant, allowing us to hide our presence and utilize the mountain’s features to set up an array to catch them unprepared.”

Without delay, Xu Wendong led everyone swiftly to a deep mountain called Wolong Mountain.

This mountain is rugged, with overlapping peaks, shrouded in mist, as if isolated from the world, it’s indeed an excellent place for an ambush.

Xu Wendong’s figure was like a black lightning bolt, quickly reaching the summit of Wolong Mountain first.

Standing loftily, his gaze sharp as he scanned the surroundings, precisely selecting an open and spiritually converged perfect location.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, like stirring up the tumultuous skies, he took out the glittering Spirit Stones from his Storage Ring, his expression cold and focused, starting to set up the formation.

His hands danced deftly, the True Qi surging at his fingertips like raging tides, or like a nimble Flood Dragon, roaring and racing.

One spell after another flowed out from his hands, like meteors chasing the moon, yet swifter and more dazzling than meteors, accurately striking the ground.

Each spell hitting the earth was as if awakening a giant beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years, causing the ground to tremble slightly as if in resonance.

Accompanied by the continuous infusion of spells, a miracle slowly appeared on the ground.

Mysterious runes seemed to break free from the Nine Nether Abyss and emerge from the earth, shining with bizarre colors of azure, crimson gold, and emerald green, intertwining and entwining as if weaving a web leading to a mysterious otherworld.

Gradually, a profound and awe-inspiring formation appeared before everyone’s eyes.

The formation contained endless mysteries, resembling a miniature Qiankun World, concealing countless mysterious powers.

Once triggered, it would be like unlocking a temporal prison, trapping the enemy within.

No matter how great their divine skills, they’ll find escape impossible, doomed to hopelessly struggle under the pressure of the formation!