Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

”As an Elder of the Heavenly Nether Sect, Elder Liu seems extremely indifferent to this matter.”

”She knows well that the disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect are disguising as bandits to plunder the Nether Crystal Vein, yet she hasn’t reported it.”

”Moreover, as an Elder, her cultivation level must be in the Tongyou Realm, yet she is unwilling to take action, instead letting us disciples handle it.”

Xu Wendong spoke slowly, each word seeming to be carefully considered.

As he spoke, he continuously sorted through various clues in his mind, trying to find the key among them.

This matter itself is riddled with suspicion, and acting rashly could easily lead to unexpected dilemmas.

Xu Wendong pondered silently, always feeling that something unknown was hidden behind it.

”But the people from the Fire Lotus Saint Sect are right in front of us; they’ve plundered our Nether Crystal Vein, and as long as we kill them, we can go back and report.” Zhao Ying’er thought for a moment and still felt that the matter wasn’t that complicated.

In her view, the solution was simple and direct: eliminate the enemies in front of her, and everything would fall into place.

”Look, the cultivation levels of those Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciples aren’t high; they’re all in the Soul Transformation Realm.” Zhao Ying’er pointed with her hand, her gaze sweeping over the camp: ”With your and my strength, killing them isn’t difficult.”

Her eyes were full of confidence, having absolute faith in her own and Xu Wendong’s abilities.

Xu Wendong couldn’t figure out the hidden truth for the moment, but since Zhao Ying’er had made up her mind, he decided to go all-in.

After all, he wasn’t that concerned about affairs of the Netherworld, nor did he have much sense of belonging to the Heavenly Nether Sect; even if something went wrong, the Heavenly Nether Sect would have to deal with it.

Soon, Zhao Ying’er shot out like a black lightning bolt with a ”swoosh.”

Her posture was nimble; the Spirit Sword in her hand glinted dazzlingly in the sunlight.

”Audacious! Dare to set up camp on my Heavenly Nether Sect’s territory and plunder our Nether Crystal Vein? Does your Fire Lotus Saint Sect have a death wish?”

Zhao Ying’er raised her eyebrows, her face full of spirit, standing steadily outside the camp with her Spirit Sword.

Her voice was crisp and loud, echoing outside the camp like a great bell, drawing the attention of many Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciples.

”The Heavenly Nether Sect came so quickly?”

”Something’s not right. Didn’t we receive intelligence that the Heavenly Nether Sect already abandoned this vein?”

”Why are they sending people now, what’s going on?”

The Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciples looked at each other in astonishment.

They originally thought the Heavenly Nether Sect had given up here, but unexpectedly, someone was now confronting them.

At this moment, a disciple wearing a crimson cloud robe strode out of the camp.

He was tall with a stern face, a hint of disdain on his face.

Upon his arrival, he exuded a vigorous Yin Energy, swirling freely in the air, showing his remarkable cultivation.

”Miss, is there some misunderstanding here? Didn’t your Heavenly Nether Sect announce abandoning this place?” He frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of puzzlement but more of a questioning note.

”Abandon this place? Here is where my Heavenly Nether Sect’s Nether Crystal Vein resides, how could we abandon it?”

”You’ve intruded here and plundered our Nether Crystal Vein, and that’s unforgivable!” Zhao Ying’er frowned, speaking coldly.

Her character was inherently impulsive; at this moment, she was downright impolite, with a combative tone in her words.

Instantly, the disciples of Fire Lotus Saint Sect were infuriated, glaring hostilely.

”You are truly untrustworthy. It was your Heavenly Nether Sect that initially said you were giving up this place, which is why we came to occupy the vein.”

”And now you’re putting a big label on us—how is this fair?” A disciple flushed with rage, shouting angrily.

Xu Wendong listened quietly to the confrontation between the two sides, his eyes flickering.

He keenly sensed that this matter was far more complex than it appeared, seemingly hiding a huge conspiracy behind it.

”Hmph, still dare to quibble!” Zhao Ying’er snorted coldly, a decisive glint flashing in her eyes; her Spirit Sword instantly unsheathed, a cold light streaked, thrusting directly at the speaking disciple.

As the young lady of the Zhao Family, Zhao Ying’er had always been fiery-tempered, only restraining herself a bit in front of Xu Wendong.

Facing others, she always acted first and then spoke.

The disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect, witnessing the scene, hesitated no more.

They saw them forming hand seals swiftly, fiery red Nether Fire igniting in their palms, burning fiercely, emanating scorching heat, blazing toward Zhao Ying’er and Xu Wendong.

”Petty tricks, dare to show off in front of me?” Zhao Ying’er’s lips curled with a hint of disdain.

The Spirit Sword in her hand traced a graceful arc in the air, a powerful Soul Power instantly spreading out, accompanied by the Yin Energy emanating from her delicate body.

The power of that sword was astonishing, sweeping across three Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciples.

Those three disciples couldn’t even react before being struck by the powerful Sword Qi, sent flying heavily to the ground, their life and death unknown.

”Damn, this girl is really formidable! Brothers, capture her first, and then we can enjoy her one by one!”

A disciple from Fire Lotus Saint Sect, humiliated and angry, with eyes full of greed and lust, as if Zhao Ying’er was already in his grasp.

Instantly, four disciples attacked Zhao Ying’er from four directions.

Their movements were agile, their weapons glimmering with cold light, trying to trap Zhao Ying’er in the middle.

Seeing this, Xu Wendong did not hesitate to take out the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe.

The axe gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the sunlight, its blade extremely sharp.

He swung the axe, and a mighty Soul Power surged out, accompanied by the howling Yin wind, each swing carrying immense power.

With one chop, a Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciple fell; his figure on the battlefield was like a black whirlwind, unstoppable wherever he went.

Two Ninth Level Soul Transformation Realm experts fighting against a group of Fifth and Sixth Level Soul Transformation Realm disciples from Fire Lotus Saint Sect, the battle was almost one-sided.

Xu Wendong and Zhao Ying’er cooperated seamlessly, gradually gaining the upper hand.

”This isn’t good, these two might be among the top hundred disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect, quickly go call Brother Su!” A Fire Lotus Saint Sect disciple shouted in terror.

His voice was filled with fear, as if seeing the coming of the Grim Reaper.

Just as he finished speaking, a young man in a crimson cloud robe walked over slowly.

His steps were steady, each step seemed to tread upon the hearts of everyone present.

Embroidered on his chest was the conspicuous number ”35,” with a long spear in his hand, its shaft glimmering with a ghostly cold light.

His eyes burned with rage, as if ready to incinerate everything in front of him.

”Damn, Elder Liu was right, Fire Lotus Saint Sect really sent a disciple ranked within the top forty to guard here.” Zhao Ying’er saw the person, her heart skipped a beat, her face instantly turning grave.

A foreboding premonition spread in her heart...