Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2681 - 2680: The Third Trial

As Lin Dong and his companions entered the Third Stage, the environment appeared to be under a spell, turning strange and brilliant, overwhelming the eyes with its splendor.

An odd aroma filled the air, evoking the burst of countless spring blossoms, crisp and subtly captivating.

To Lin Dong, Tian Kong, and the Crescent Wolf Emperor, the sight unfolding was as vibrant and illusory as a reverie.

A bevy of women, lovely as celestial beings, dressed in sheer veils, their garments fluttering softly with graceful strides, resembled deities gliding through the mist.

Their features were flawlessly attractive, their gazes seeming to whisper secrets, piercing straight to the core yearnings of the soul.

With enchanting melodies drifting, they launched into fervent dances before the trio, every gesture brimming with irresistible allure and provocation, as though condensing the globe's entire charm into this instant.

Their movements flowed with supreme elegance, at times resembling bending willows, utterly refined; at others, raging like tempests, bursting with fervor.

Their looks brimmed with flirtation and longing, as if one look could ensnare any male.

Yet for Lin Dong and his allies, such enticements passed like transient mists.

Their visions stayed sharp and resolute, protected by an inner force that shielded their thoughts, denying any outer lures a foothold.

Meanwhile, Yun Ruoxian and Tang Yun encountered a contrasting vista.

A cadre of polished scholars gradually appeared before them. Some wielded ornate fans, waving them lightly; others clutched scrolls, murmuring verses quietly.

Their discourse and poise exuded an ineffable sophistication and knowledge, akin to sages from bygone eras, displaying their appeal and skills to the pair of female cultivators in the most refined manner.

These intellectuals discoursed fluidly, covering poetry to life's wisdom, stars to bygone tales, mastering every subject they touched.

Their speech, gentle as a drizzle, subtly infiltrated Yun Ruoxian and Tang Yun’s minds, seeking to ensnare them through intellect and magnetism.

Nevertheless, Yun Ruoxian and Tang Yun were no mere mortals.

They possessed a firmer conviction and drive toward the Martial Way, rendering the scholars’ seductions trivial.

As moments elapsed, the lures of loveliness and learning grew fiercer, yet Lin Dong and the rest held firm and composed.

Currently, three exquisite ladies encircled the Crescent Wolf Emperor, caressing his form, murmuring enticing phrases, twisting their hips, relentlessly alluring him.

"Brother, come on, come on. Come experience with us what is the ultimate pleasure." One woman uttered in a tempting tone.

Yet the Crescent Wolf Emperor swiftly felled them with a single strike, reducing them to pulp.

Then, he guffawed loudly, "I figured this Third Stage would pose greater challenges. We're Heavenly Realm Martial Artists after all, and you try testing us with this?"

"What Heavenly Realm Martial Artist couldn't endure such a trial?"

Over there, Tian Kong likewise dispatched the temptresses around him.

For Lin Dong, the excess was greater still, with seven peerless beauties, akin to the Seven Fairies, swirling about him.

In their dance, one brushed his torso. Another exhaled warmly near his ear and nibbled it...

The seven peerless women employed varied tactics.

The seduction he faced was evidently the most intense of the three!

Each of these seven was of matchless allure, each with distinct appeal. Some were soft like streams, showing warmth in their eyes; some bold and valiant, with fierce spirits in their expressions; some lively and charming, radiating young energy in every motion; others regal and aloof, as if scorning all worldly sights.

They giggled or sulked, twirled or crooned, spinning an unseen snare of enticement around Lin Dong.

"Young Master, why stick to lonely enlightenment? Why not dive into worldly joys with us and savor the vibrant delights?" A lady in translucent silk, her complexion whiter than frost, murmured, her tone laced with compelling enchantment.

Still, Lin Dong’s spirit stood firm as granite, unshaken.

The seven peerless women shared looks, then unleashed their finest charms, be it soft endearment or innate magnetism, striving to bend Lin Dong’s will.

One even overstepped, letting her fingers wander inappropriately.

"Enough!" Lin Dong scowled.

At once, a radiant glow burst from Lin Dong’s core, infused with pristine Buddha Power, akin to dawn’s first light, flooding the whole yard in brilliance.

He clasped his palms and recited timeless sutras, each syllable carrying cleansing might, striking at the profound illusions and cravings in the depths.

As the chants echoed, the grins on the seven peerless women’s faces stiffened, their shapes wavered, and ultimately, like dawn’s dew, they faded, bequeathing just a lingering scent.

Elsewhere, Yun Ruoxian and Tang Yun met yet another display.

The array of elegant scholars, attired gracefully, hemmed them in, either crafting verses or debating eras old and new, radiating scholarly poise in every action.

"Fair lady, why not remain and dwell with us eternally? They say all has a cost, but love alone is without price." An elegant scholar declared.

Yun Ruoxian’s lips curved faintly, her tone chill as a brook: "In the realm of martial artists like us, everything else pales; only the Martial Way stirs the soul. Such skills alone can't unsettle warriors of our caliber."

Her statement brimmed with boundless devotion to the Martial Way, causing those scholars to dim at once, turning drab and void.

Soon after, they vanished from her presence.

Tang Yun released a soft chuckle, insight gleaming in her gaze: "Though scholars of talent and ladies of beauty are the world's envy, to me they're but passing vapors. The Martial Way's road is rugged with spikes; only the steadfast press onward."

Her voice was mild but unyielding, akin to nurturing rain, making her would-be seducers dissolve like smoke.

Seeing the elegant scholars fade, Tang Yun scoffed: "Resorting to such scholarly appeal, you figured it'd sway us? Ha, if it was Lin Dong, perhaps."

At this, Yun Ruoxian chuckled and queried: "If it truly was Lin Dong, would you yield?"

"Um..." Tang Yun paused briefly, then asserted steadily: "A false Lin Dong couldn't rattle my Martial Artist's Heart, of course. But the true Lin Dong? Ha, that's out of the question. A man like him wouldn't stoop to seducing me. Thus, this scenario doesn't arise."

"Alright." Yun Ruoxian agreed with a nod, then glanced toward where Lin Dong stood.

Internally, she pondered the question.

"If he were the one seducing me, urging me to forsake the Martial Way for a hidden life together, cherishing daily dawns and dusks, lost in passion, wandering the lands in bliss—would I cast aside my Martial Artist's Heart for that?"

Truthfully, even she struggled to reply with ease.