Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2709 - 2708: Submission!

Lin Dong seized the Winged Angel's spirit and soul firmly in his grip, sealing it away inside the Drought-Maiden Horn.

His intention was to refine it once the fight concluded entirely.

Right then, his eyes shifted toward Pravina.

Pravina's fists were tightly clenched, her nails digging deep into her palms, but the pain didn't register with her.

Disbelief filled her eyes, as though she refused to accept that the scene unfolding was actually happening.

It appeared she hadn't processed it yet—the Winged Angel, a Triple-Heaven Martial Artist, vanishing into nothing from Lin Dong's sword strike.

A slight tremble ran through her body, with terror spreading across her skin like freezing frost.

Pravina was fully aware that her power level was quite similar to the Winged Angel's, yet Lin Dong had overpowered him so effortlessly. How could she possibly stand against him in the crucial clash ahead?

Her eyes scanned Lin Dong, taking in the steady and profound gaze that held unyielding determination for triumph and a bold disregard for the uncertainties ahead.

She realized then that her bravery and self-assurance to challenge Lin Dong had utterly vanished.

"Escape." Pravina urged herself inwardly.

She understood she couldn't stay in this illusory space any longer, or a similar doom would claim her too.

With that, she spun around to run from the terror and hopelessness saturating the area.

But Lin Dong's voice halted her like an unbreakable shackle. "Pravina, where do you think you can escape to?"

Those words, scorching like flames amid icy chill, sparked a faint hope in Pravina's heart before plunging it into even greater dread.

Encircled by an unseen barrier in the illusory domain crafted with precision by Lin Dong’s Eye of Illusion, every path open to Pravina brimmed with hopelessness and confinement.

She knew all too well that in this realm under Lin Dong's control, fleeing was merely a vain fantasy, offering no real escape.

So, facing this moment of life or death, she reached a decision unlike any before.

Pravina gradually straightened her posture, then offered a profound bow to Lin Dong, her stance blending deep humiliation with steadfast determination.

"Lin Dong, please spare my life. If you agree to let me live, from now on, I will belong to you. I vow with my spirit and soul the most binding blood oath to stay loyal forever, never to betray. No matter what you ask of me, even turning into your furnace cauldron, I won't waver."

At these words, a sly yet evaluating smile tugged at Lin Dong’s lips.

"Pravina, I recall you hold the position of Heavenly Envoy in the Yoga Country War Department and are a key figure in the ancient, prestigious Pula family bloodline. If you genuinely yield to me, doesn't it worry you that your family will face endless disgrace?"

Lin Dong’s remark cut like a blade, hitting the tenderest spot in Pravina’s soul with deadly accuracy.

As Heavenly Envoy of the Yoga Country War Department, Pravina also served as a vital part of the venerable Pula family, where a Secondary Ancestor wielded great influence.

Submitting herself to Lin Dong would bring perpetual humiliation upon such a lineage.

Her complexion drained to a ghostly white in an instant, while tiny sweat droplets beaded on her brow—born from the mix of terror and mortification.

Being part of the Pula family, she recognized that clan prestige and duty surpassed even life itself.

But in this brink-of-death instant, she opted for a path clashing with her family's core values.

"I... I..." Pravina's voice quivered faintly; she longed to justify herself but found no fitting words.

She was aware that yielding meant cutting ties with her family's glory, marking her as a betrayer.

Still, she felt the shadow of mortality advancing relentlessly, and death held no appeal for her; regrets lingered, and dreams remained unfulfilled.

"Lin Dong, I realize my decision will dishonor my family, but death is not what I want. I yearn for the Martial Way, for power, for climbing to greater heights to witness the world's glories and changes. I'll trade all my devotion and submission for just a shot at living, even if it means carrying everlasting notoriety."

A trace of resolve echoed in Pravina’s tone, alongside an endless hunger for survival and a defiance toward the uncertain path forward.

Lin Dong observed Pravina in silence, his intense gaze seeming to pierce straight through to her core.

He saw that her decision, though scorned by many, revealed how in a realm ruled by power, clinging to life often trumped personal pride.

Thus, he responded steadily, "Pravina, I comprehend your decision. But keep in mind, loyalty and treachery walk a thin divide. If your submission is true, I'll grant you a chance. Yet, any future hint of disloyalty, and you'll face the repercussions."

Through this statement, Lin Dong indicated his acceptance of sparing Pravina.

In return, though, she must pledge herself to him as a servant, essentially his subordinate from this point onward.

Hearing Lin Dong's agreement to let her live, a flicker of relief lit Pravina’s features, and she declared, "Pravina greets Master!"

This time, she dropped to her knees before Lin Dong, pressing her lips to his foot in submission. Her demeanor was utterly servile, akin to a canine pledging fealty to its owner.

"A renowned Realm Martial Artist reduced to groveling like a hound. Pravina, does this not fill you with shame?" Lin Dong remarked tonelessly.

Deep down, Pravina burned with embarrassment, yet she forced a alluring grin on her face, pouring out compliments: "Master possesses such heavenly aptitude! A legend unmatched in millennia!"

"Whenever Master finds the moment, in the days to come, Master shall claim the top spot in Martial Arts History. How many would envy serving as a faithful hound to the pinnacle of Martial Arts History?"

"Even Sub Ancestor Level experts might jump at the chance!"

"Thus, acting like a hound in service to Master brings me no humiliation; it's my greatest privilege!"

Lin Dong shot her a look, his voice turning icy: "I dislike that kind of performance; save it for yourself moving forward!"

"I require your labor on my behalf, not boot-licking or empty praises. If I catch it again, I'll end you without a second thought!"

Swish!

These words made Pravina leap to her feet in haste, replying: "Yes, Master, Pravina won't dare repeat it."

Earlier, she had entertained the idea of using her allure to charm Lin Dong after some time, aiming to dominate him through seduction.

But now, such notions fled her mind entirely.

Someone of Lin Dong's caliber was beyond her influence. Her seductive form, which captivated countless souls, meant nothing in his presence.