Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Seeing this scene, Xu Wendong’s face showed a satisfied smile. ”So now you’re finally going to stop pestering me, right?”

The reason he had taught Loli such a ruthless lesson was precisely to make her completely give up on clinging to him, so that from now on she wouldn’t dare come looking for trouble so easily ever again.

”No, I won’t, I don’t dare anymore!” Loli said timidly, a hint of fear flickering in her eyes.

Her hands subconsciously crossed in front of her chest, trying to cover up her exposed spring scenery. Her whole body curled up like a wounded little deer, pitiful and helpless.

At this moment, all her previous arrogance and stubbornness had completely vanished, leaving only exhaustion and submission filling her heart.

Xu Wendong finally let out a long breath, the muscles all over his body relaxing slightly. Fine beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, slid along his cheeks, and dripped onto the ground beneath him.

He lowered his head to glance at his Dragon Root, still hard as iron, the corner of his mouth hooking into a wicked grin as he chuckled, ”Then let’s do it one last time. You’re so high you’re about to fall apart, but I’m still holding it in over here.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he couldn’t wait to press over again, completely ignoring the look of near-despair on Loli’s face.

Right now Loli truly felt like her heart had turned to ashes, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

Staring at Xu Wendong’s body bearing down on her once more, she wailed inwardly: How can there be such a terrifying man in this world!

After all this torment, she felt as if her body was about to be torn into countless pieces.

In her understanding, even if you walked all across the Netherworld, you’d never find a second man as ferocious and beastlike as Xu Wendong.

This last time, Xu Wendong actually changed from his earlier roughness; his movements became a bit gentler.

Loli’s beautiful, already somewhat swollen and tender little slit, under Xu Wendong’s motions, gradually welled up with clear liquid again, which slowly slid down along the insides of her thighs.

Loli closed her eyes. She no longer had the strength to struggle, so she simply let go of everything, sinking purely into wave after wave of stimulation.

She panted heavily, her chest heaving violently. Her face was flushed red, like a ripe honey peach, shining with an alluring luster.

Her beautiful eyes unconsciously looked toward Xu Wendong, and some indescribable emotion gradually surfaced within them. At first it might have been just dependence born from sheer physical pleasure.

But now, there was vaguely a trace of another kind of infatuation.

Two hours later, Xu Wendong finally released completely. Thick essence spurted out, pouring into Loli’s body.

He panted slightly as he straightened his clothes, then let his gaze fall on Loli, who lay limp like mud at the side, eyes hazy.

The corner of his lips lifted slightly as he reached out to gently rub Loli’s little head, his movements actually carrying a hint of pampering. ”Stay here and be good, wait for me. I’m going to check the surroundings first.”

With that, Xu Wendong gripped the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe and strode toward the spot where the Netherworld Beast had just attacked.

Seeing Xu Wendong turn to leave, Loli clutched at it like a life-saving straw. Ignoring the mess on her body, she hurriedly scrambled up from the ground.

She didn’t even have time to properly put on her clothes; her snow-white chest half-covered, half-exposed, her long legs completely bared in her panic. Not caring which way she was running, she bolted down the mountain as if a flood or savage beast were chasing right behind her.

Xu Wendong noticed Loli’s movements, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as he thought to himself: This little girl really couldn’t take it after all.

But at this moment, his mind was already occupied by the possible treasure at the Netherworld Beast’s attack site, and he had no time to bother about Loli’s departure.

Xu Wendong arrived at the place where the Netherworld Beast had attacked, gripping the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with determination and anticipation.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly raised the axe high and, using all the strength in his body, hacked down fiercely at the ground.

With a dull boom, the powerful Cultivation Level of the Third Level of Tongyou Realm erupted at full force. The ground was instantly smashed into a large pit, dirt and rocks flying, dust billowing.

However, if he wanted to dig out the treasure buried deep underground, this was obviously still far from enough.

”Senior Painting Saint, are you sure there’s really something good down there?” Xu Wendong asked, face full of doubt and brows furrowed, turning to look at the empty air to the side and addressing the Painting Saint hidden within.

When he was in the heat of battle with Loli earlier, the Painting Saint had quietly sunk into the Painting Saint Carving Knife. Only now, hearing Xu Wendong call, did he lazily reveal his figure.

”Brat, you’d better pace yourself. With that little body of yours, if you keep going at it like this, when you’re old you’ll only be able to stare at a woman’s pussy and drool, all desire and no power.” The Painting Saint’s old yet teasing voice drifted out leisurely.

His figure was faint and indistinct, a mocking smile hanging on his face. The look he gave Xu Wendong was full of mischief.

Hearing this, Xu Wendong’s face instantly darkened with imaginary black lines. He shot the Painting Saint a glare, annoyed that this old codger still had the mood to tease him at a time like this. ”What I asked was whether there’s actually a treasure down there or not.”

”Of course there is.” The Painting Saint immediately put away his joking expression and replied with a serious face, ”But that treasure should be buried extremely deep underground, so deep that even I can’t fully see through it.”

”You just dig honestly. I reckon it’ll take at least ten days or half a month to get to it.”

Hearing this, Xu Wendong instantly deflated like a punctured ball, the anticipation in his eyes dimming at once.

He knew that they only had thirty days total in the Nether Ruins. If he had to spend so much time here just digging for a treasure, it would be way too unprofitable, and he might miss out on many other opportunities.

”Is there really no other way?” Xu Wendong said through gritted teeth, unwilling to accept it.

As he spoke, he casually pulled a Netherworld Talisman from his Storage Bag. Runes flickered on the talisman’s surface, emanating a mysterious and powerful aura. It was the Fourth Grade Nether Talisman, Gold Chaos.

He pondered inwardly: if he buried this talisman underground and detonated it, maybe he could directly blast a passage to where the treasure lay.

”Brat, don’t even think about using a Netherworld Talisman. The talisman’s power is too violent. If it accidentally hits that treasure, it’ll probably destroy it in an instant. Then you really will have drawn water with a bamboo basket for nothing.” The Painting Saint immediately spoke up to warn him, as if he’d seen straight through Xu Wendong’s thoughts.

If using a Netherworld Talisman could safely dig out the treasure, he would’ve already urged Xu Wendong to do it without a second thought.

”Since that’s the case, then I’m not digging.” Xu Wendong hardened his heart, put the Netherworld Talisman back into his Storage Bag, and simply chose to give up.

”You’re giving up on that treasure?” The Painting Saint was a bit stunned; his originally narrowed eyes instantly widened as he stared at Xu Wendong in confusion.

In his view, how could this brat be so muddleheaded? With treasure so close at hand, he was actually going to walk away. That completely defied common sense.

If it were anyone else who discovered treasure here, they would’ve long since been overjoyed and started digging.

”I’ve got a better way.” A mysterious smile curled the corner of Xu Wendong’s lips as he immediately turned and strode down the mountain.

”Brat, what the hell are you planning?” The Painting Saint looked completely dumbfounded, his figure drifting through the air, closely following after Xu Wendong, eyes full of doubt.