Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain Chapter 2754 - 2753: I Am Here to Fulfill the Bet!

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Previously on Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain...
Lin Dong selects eighteen elite soldiers from the Dragon Country War Department to represent them in the upcoming extraterrestrial Warrior Competition. He commands them to fight for victory while prioritizing their survival above all else. Recognizing that opponents will utilize ruthless tactics, Lin Dong promises to provide each representative with a specialized trump card. He spends the night meticulously analyzing his team's strengths and weaknesses to craft these unique assets ahead of the high-stakes confrontation.

Lin Dong delved deep into contemplation, customizing trump cards for every warrior.

He began by examining the profile of an ordinary soldier, his brows knitting as he pondered, "Although this soldier isn't a martial artist, his bravery and endurance match anyone else's. Without Inner Qi at his disposal, I need to devise a method to massively boost his power independently."

A sudden inspiration hit Lin Dong, sharpening his gaze in resolve.

"That's it—employ my own blood! The essence from my Dragon Blood Holy Body can propel an average person's physique to extraordinary levels."

Lin Dong fully understood the immense value and potency of his Dragon Blood Holy Body; even a single droplet of his blood held boundless potential and might.

With care, he nicked his fingertip, allowing a translucent drop of blood glowing with subtle gold to descend gradually into a petite jade vial.

This single drop marked the utmost he could manage, perfectly tolerable for the ordinary soldier while unlocking their utmost potential.

"This droplet of dragon blood will set him apart from ordinary folk, granting superhuman power and swiftness beyond normal bounds," Lin Dong mused inwardly.

Possessing the Dragon Blood Holy Body, Lin Dong's vital blood could purify an everyday individual, shattering barriers in strength and velocity.

Raising the foe's bodily prowess to the pinnacle among mortals.

Naturally, only one drop of his blood could be given; excess would overwhelm them.

This amount pushed the edge of what they could handle, thanks to their already exceptional physique.

For an elderly person or someone feeble, it would prove unbearable.

Next, he focused on the Gold-Realm Martial Artists, meticulously assessing from early, mid, late, to peak stages.

"Gold-Realm Martial Artists count as entry-level fighters, yet on the battlefield, every ounce of power counts."

He resolved to craft a special Dan medicine called the Enhancement Pill for them.

Lin Dong retrieved the herbs he'd gathered beforehand; though not rare treasures, their ideal combination yielded remarkable results.

Deftly, he added the ingredients into the Alchemy Furnace one after another, with flames dancing and a rich herbal scent permeating the air.

Soon enough, sleek and lustrous Enhancement Pills emerged in his grasp.

Exactly four pills in total; he produced no extras, precisely one for each recipient.

"Taking this Enhancement Pill will multiply their strength by ten times, ensuring Gold-Realm Martial Artists remain invincible against equals in their realm."

Lin Dong nodded approvingly. He recognized that while this Enhancement Pill wasn't heaven-defying, it suited Gold-Realm Martial Artists perfectly.

In tomorrow's warrior contest, it would prove pivotal in reversing fortunes. Already elite within their Gold-Realm tiers, a tenfold surge would leave rivals unmatched.

Undoubtedly, other nations' warriors possessed their own secret weapons. Yet those boosts paled, offering mere one- or two-fold gains at best.

Tenfold? Impossible, unless they could refine Lin Dong's Enhancement Pill. But crafting it demanded rare skill; no one else in the world could match him.

Not even Qin Feng! Lacking an ancient alchemist's knowledge.

Following that, Lin Dong set about devising trump cards for the Martial Arts Masters.

While Lin Dong focused intently on preparing trump cards for Martial Arts Masters, urgent knocks shattered the room's peace.

A slight frown creased his face, curiosity stirring—who dared interrupt now?

Rather than rising at once, he unleashed a martial artist's sensory prowess to scan beyond the door.

Verifying it was Ye Linglong, a faint smile curved his lips, and he called out:

"The door's unlocked; just come right in."

His words barely faded when Ye Linglong eased the door open, stepping inside gracefully.

Lin Dong glanced up, noting the soft flush on Ye Linglong's cheeks, her eyes blending resolve with bashfulness.

She drew near his desk and astonished him by beginning to disrobe.

Her elegant silhouette, toned limbs—Ye Linglong, devoid of any superfluous fat, now stood bare before Lin Dong.

As a seasoned female warrior enduring harsh training and elements, her muscles had only firmed up, enhancing her form. Astonishingly, her complexion stayed flawlessly pale.

Her skin rivaled top international models and celebrities, radiating even greater vitality.

Lin Dong froze in shock, jumping to his feet with a startled query: "What are you doing?"

Ye Linglong paused, meeting his eyes with steadfastness, and murmured softly, "War God Lin, do you recall our bet from Jianghai?"

"I lost to you then; the stake was to grant you...one night. I've postponed fulfilling it too long. Now, I've gathered the resolve to honor it."

Lin Dong could only offer a helpless laugh. Teasingly, he replied, "Even if you're set on settling the bet, shouldn't you wait until you're a Heavenly Realm Martial Artist?"

"Lest you can't handle my full might."

His tone held playful intent, aiming to diffuse the abrupt tension.

Ye Linglong's blush intensified. She whispered, "So War God Lin is that 'naughty'."

Yet earnestly, she added, "War God Lin, then hold back—be gentle with me, alright?"

Pleading tinged her voice, showing how seriously she took their pact.

Still, Lin Dong shook his head with a chuckle, declaring, "No rush on this; we'll discuss it another time. Right now, I must rush to finish the trump cards for tomorrow's event!"

Firm determination laced his words, signaling no tolerance for distractions now.

Undeterred, Ye Linglong pressed on, "War God Lin, I'm scared there won't be another opportunity after tonight."

A quiver marked her voice, betraying inner turmoil and dread.

Lin Dong's brow furrowed again as he asked, "Why no chance?"

Drawing a steadying breath, Ye Linglong explained thoughtfully, "I've steeled myself for tomorrow's desperate fight. Failing to claim first place means the foes triumph over our dead bodies."

"I refuse to leave regrets, and I won't renege on our bet."

Her resolute and grave words struck deep into Lin Dong's heart.

Staring at the valiant woman before him, an overwhelming wave of emotion swelled within.

Memories flooded back—of Jianghai, Southern Capital, their shared moments.

He recalled her drunken confession, the heartfelt exchange and passionate kisses.

That kiss's heat now reignited a fierce passion in this instant...