Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Xu Wendong glanced at the Grand Elder.

The Grand Elder emitted a chilling aura of murder, his fierce and menacing appearance instilling fear.

Nobody in the Heavenly Nether Sect was quite like him.

When Xu Wendong had returned from the ancient ruins, he had seen this man before, but back then, he hadn’t sensed the murderous aura that now seemed specifically aimed at him.

”When did I ever offend this person?”

Xu Wendong was puzzled, unable to pinpoint the reason for such hostility.

He decided to stay vigilant against this individual.

As the selection process continued, it soon was Zhao Ying’er’s turn.

Zhao Ying’er’s opponent was fairly normal, just a disciple with a cultivation level of Ninth Level of Soul Transformation Realm.

Now, Zhao Ying’er was at the Second Level of Tongyou Realm and defeated her opponent with just three moves, advancing smoothly.

At the same time, Li Jiayin stepped onto the platform.

Her opponent was rather strong, ranked twenty-first among the disciples.

But when the opponent realized he was facing Li Jiayin, he immediately forfeited.

In the Heavenly Nether Sect’s selection tournament, aside from having formidable strength, one also needed a bit of luck. With enough luck, one could win continuously, qualifying easily despite having a lower cultivation level.

However, such people were rare.

The most crucial part was that due to the tournament’s elimination system, if any of the final thirty selected have poor cultivation levels, they might sell their spots.

After all, the journey to the Nether Ruins is extremely dangerous, and lacking strength could mean losing one’s life.

No one is willing to wager with their life.

As the first round of selection ended, half of the three thousand participants were eliminated.

In the second round, only seven hundred and fifty participants remained.

As expected, Xu Wendong encountered an opponent ranked in the top ten again.

His opponent was a direct disciple of Elder An Guang, who upon seeing Xu Wendong, gave a wry smile.

He straightforwardly conceded, without any hesitation.

Xu Wendong found himself more bewildered by this situation.

The opponents he faced never seemed to be easy.

Though the tournament matched opponents randomly, it seemed Xu Wendong was always getting top-ranked competitors.

The Elder responsible for drawing lots seemed precise in giving Xu Wendong highly-ranked opponents.

”Next match: Wu Tianxiong versus Shen Jun.”

Li Lingtian announced the next matchup, drawing everyone’s attention.

The disciple whose name was called shivered, his face ashen, filled with helplessness.

That Shen Jun was only at the Eighth Layer of Soul Transformation Realm, whereas he was up against Wu Tianxiong, ranked second in the Heavenly Nether Sect.

How could he win?

The two stepped onto the stage, Shen Jun awkwardly smiling, cupping his hands to say, ”Senior brother, I concede...”

Before he finished saying ’concede,’ Wu Tianxiong had already dashed forward.

He covered Shen Jun’s mouth with a slap, then suddenly delivered a punch.

The punch made Shen Jun vomit blood.

”Kid, what are you doing?” Li Lingtian coldly questioned.

The opponent had already conceded, but Wu Tianxiong still attacked.

This was clearly treating Shen Jun like an ant, not even giving him the chance to give up.

”Sect Master, since he’s on the stage, he should be prepared to be beaten severely or even killed.” Wu Tianxiong said coldly, grabbing Shen Jun’s arm and exerting force.

With a cracking sound, a chilling noise echoed as Shen Jun’s arm broke.

”Ahh!” A scream spread out, and Shen Jun immediately fainted.

Such a scene made many disciples shiver with fear.

Except for Gu Lingtong, the other seven Elders looked tense, shocked by the ruthlessness of Wu Tianxiong’s actions.

Li Lingtian’s expression also darkened.

Wu Tianxiong took advantage of this selection tournament to blatantly attack his fellow disciples.

”Now he’s considered lost.” Wu Tianxiong laughed coldly.

After saying this, he looked at Xu Wendong, saying coldly, ”I feel this selection tournament is too slow. How about letting me pick my opponent directly?”

”Whoever can defeat me can directly get a spot in the top thirty, and go to the Nether Ruins. How about it?”

At this moment, Wu Tianxiong’s gaze was fixed on Xu Wendong.

Everyone knew this was a direct challenge to Xu Wendong.

Li Lingtian’s expression was extremely grim; just as he was about to speak, Gu Lingtong surprisingly stepped forward with a smile.

”Sect Master, I think this could work. We shouldn’t waste the top-ranked disciples’ time; they would obviously win a spot in the top thirty.”

”Since there are so many left, let them challenge my disciple.”

”If anyone can win, then they earn the spot.”

When these words were spoken, the other Elders expressed discontent, but at the same time, the Grand Elder Xiao Dingtian, surprisingly spoke.

”I agree.”

In that moment, everyone realized that the Grand Elder and Second Elder had formed an alliance.

Li Lingtian’s face turned steely.

The thing he feared most had happened.

The Heavenly Nether Sect was filled with various factions, making the situation complex.

Without Li Lingtian’s supreme cultivation level suppressing the masses, this group might have rebelled long ago.

Now, with the Second Elder and Grand Elder joining forces, they posed a real threat to Sect Master Li Lingtian.

”Alright, in that case, let’s decide it this way.”

Gu Lingtong gave a loud laugh, not allowing anyone the chance to object.

His domineering manner made it seem like he was the sect master of the Heavenly Nether Sect.

Wu Tianxiong laughed loudly, then shouted at Xu Wendong, ”Lin Mo, do you dare battle me?”

Such blatant provocation made all the disciples of Heavenly Nether Sect turn their gaze to Xu Wendong.

”Junior brother, don’t be impulsive.” Li Jiayin took a deep breath, her expression somewhat tense.

”My father hasn’t compromised yet. According to the original plan, you can surely make the top thirty without taking on that guy.”

Li Jiayin’s words made sense.

But she was unaware of Xu Wendong’s current strength.

Xu Wendong simply smiled, gently patting Li Jiayin on the shoulder, saying, ”Senior sister, those old men are disrespectful. I need to find a way to give them a slap in the face.”

”If I beat Wu Tianxiong, would that be considered making amends for Master?”

Li Jiayin was taken aback, a baffled look in her eyes: ”You’re confident you can defeat Wu Tianxiong?”

”If I win, what will you give me as a reward?” Xu Wendong didn’t answer but posed the question: ”You promised before to listen to me in everything. What about this time?”

”What... reward do you want?”

Li Jiayin’s eyes flickered, unsure what Xu Wendong was thinking.

”If I win.”

”Then the things unfinished last night...”

As Xu Wendong said this, Li Jiayin’s face turned crimson. She glared at Xu Wendong with some bashful annoyance, surprised that this was his intention.

”If you win, I’m all yours...”