Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Xu Wendong stood there steadily as if nothing had happened.

His expression was calm, his breath steady, as if the thrilling scene just now hadn’t occurred at all.

Meanwhile, the brothers Lin Yan and Lin An were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

This scene left everyone present dumbfounded.

Everyone’s eyes were wide open, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg inside.

They couldn’t believe their eyes. This guy they regarded as a waste actually defeated the highly skilled Lin An and Lin Yan so effortlessly.

”What?”

Lin Feng gasped, his eyes widening, filled with shock and anger as he looked at Xu Wendong.

He never expected that this guy would have such strength.

The other juniors also swallowed nervously, their jaws nearly hitting the ground.

The disdain they had for Xu Wendong had long vanished, replaced by deep fear.

Lin Yin and Lin Zhen Tian were visibly delighted to see their brothers on the ground.

Lin Yin’s eyes shone with a peculiar light as she looked at Xu Wendong, her heart full of pride.

Lin Zhen Tian nodded slightly, a trace of comfort in his eyes, knowing his judgment was right.

However, Second Elder Lin Kuohai’s face was livid, like storm clouds before a storm.

His fists were tightly clenched, his nails almost piercing into his palms, his anger burning like a raging fire.

”Useless waste!” Lin Kuohai cursed coldly, his voice filled with disappointment and resentment.

Xu Wendong clapped his hands, the motion relaxed and casual, as if he had just done something trivial.

Looking at the two on the ground, he said indifferently, ”You still need to train. If you can’t even handle me, going to Ancient Pan Mountain is seeking death.”

Having said this, he slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the others as he loudly said, ”Who else has a problem with me? Come forth, I’ll give you the chance to come at me together.”

His words were filled with arrogance and audacity.

The younger Lin family members were furious, their eyes glaring at Xu Wendong, seemingly ready to spit fire.

But in front of Xu Wendong’s formidable strength, they dared not act rashly.

”Enough!” Lin Zhen Tian spoke out.

His voice was loud like a bell, resonating in everyone’s ears, silencing any further words.

”With the competition at Ancient Pan Mountain approaching, regardless of any grievances you have, save it for later. Whoever enters the Nether Pool and obtains that opportunity will be rewarded with fifty thousand Nether Crystals by this Family Head!” Lin Zhen Tian said coldly, his gaze sharp.

Upon hearing such generous rewards, everyone’s eyes lit up immediately.

Greedy glimmers filled their eyes as if the fifty thousand Nether Crystals were already theirs.

Following tradition, the Nether Pool at Ancient Pan Mountain has mostly been won by the Lin family. Therefore, they were confident that they could stand out in the competition.

”If there are no objections, get ready to set off!” Lin Zhen Tian said coldly.

He waved his hand grandly, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, embodying the demeanor of a family leader.

Immediately, he led the juniors toward the outskirts of the city.

Lin Yin and Lin Kuohai did not follow.

They stood in place, watching the others’ departing figures with thoughts of their own.

Lin Yin’s gaze was filled with worry and concern, fearing Xu Wendong might face danger in the Ancient Pan Mountain competition.

Lin Kuohai’s eyes glimmered sinisterly, seemingly plotting some scheme.

Before long, Lin Zhen Tian led ten juniors from the Lin family into a range of undulating mountains.

From a distance, the mountain range resembled a sleeping Giant Dragon, lying across the land.

The mountains were lush with trees, their branches intertwining, blocking out the sky and sun.

A thick Yin Energy pervaded the interior like an invisible mist filling the air.

The eerie aura was chilling, making one shudder. Even with treasures like the Nether Pool, it still instilled fear.

”We’re here,” Lin Zhen Tian said in a flat tone.

At the same time.

Under Ancient Pan Mountain, two other factions had gathered.

One was the Zhao Family, and the other the Huang Family.

Each family had ten disciples, as was the tradition for many years.

The Huang Family was led by Huang Family Master Huang Tianba.

He was towering, like a majestic mountain, exuding a powerful aura.

His daughter, Huang Ying, stood beside him charmingly.

As soon as Huang Ying noticed Xu Wendong, her beautiful eyes instantly filled with intense killing intent.

”Father, that brat actually came,” Huang Ying said through gritted teeth, her voice filled with resentment.

Back then, Xu Wendong’s public withdrawal from their engagement was like a bomb exploding across the Netherworld City, turning her into a laughingstock.

If she doesn’t vent this rage, how can she feel at ease?

”Hmph, Lin Feng actually let the Lin family send this brat out. Fine, killing him will wash away a stain from our Huang family,” Huang Tianba said, standing there with a slight sneer.

He crossed his arms, a hint of disdain on his face.

As the Huang Family Master, he naturally knew all about Xu Wendong’s public divorce.

In his view, Xu Wendong’s action was a full slap in the face to the Huang family, and he couldn’t swallow this insult.

”Everyone is ready, and the Heavenly Nether Sect will assist. That brat will die!” Huang Tianba’s eyes were sinister, the corners of his mouth turning up in a cold smile.

Upon hearing this, Huang Ying’s originally resentful face also revealed a satisfied smile.

”Father is the best, after catching Lin Mo, hand him over to me! I want to castrate him!” Huang Ying said through gritted teeth, her hatred for Xu Wendong burning fiercely in her heart.

On the Zhao Family’s side, Zhao Family Master Zhao Youde frowned deeply, his face full of worry.

He paced around incessantly, sighing from time to time.

His son Zhao Mo had been missing for several days, vanishing like he evaporated from the mortal world, without a trace.

Hearing that this matter was related to the Lin family, Zhao Youde’s gaze toward the Lin family was filled with displeasure and hostility, as if he wished to swallow them whole.

At this moment, the sound of whistling wind suddenly came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a massive battleship soaring through the sky like a giant iron beast.

The battleship was gigantic, exuding a formidable aura, as if it could crush all obstacles.

On the battleship stood people wearing white uniforms, standing tall, their eyes sharp and imposing as if they were War Gods descending from the sky.

”The Heavenly Nether Sect’s people have arrived too!” Lin Zhen Tian exclaimed, his expression slightly tensing as he whispered.

Everyone’s eyes simultneously turned towards the battleship, seeing an elder and three youths standing atop it.

The elder had a stern face and deep eyes; it was the Eighteenth Elder of the Heavenly Nether Sect!