Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1637 - 1634: Hurry In, Sis-in-law Can’t Take It Anymore!

Lin Yiren observed Xu Wendong's gaze, which was so tense it had nearly solidified, and the corners of her lips curved upwards slightly, a faint smile appearing. Her lips parted gently, her voice akin to a spring breeze: "Wendong, don't be too anxious. Your brother is safe; it's just that his path in life has shifted somewhat."

She paused, letting out a helpless sigh, and continued, "Before you departed, both of us entered the Kunlun Mountains Minor World. However, since then, your brother seems to have experienced a rebirth, his appearance completely altered."

"He unexpectedly became a disciple of a Nascent Soul Stage expert, dedicating himself entirely to studying spells, with his sole focus on pursuing the path to becoming an Immortal."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wendong's face registered sheer disbelief, as if he had been told an unbelievable fantastical tale.

In his recollection, his cousin Xu Wenjian had shown minimal interest in cultivation, lacking any real enthusiasm. How could he suddenly undergo such a drastic change and opt for a life path so completely different from his previous inclinations?

Furthermore, even if he had harbored the desire to venture into the cultivation world, given the resources and conditions available at the time, there should have been no necessity for him to seek apprenticeship under another.

It was crucial to remember that just prior to their entry into the cultivation world, he had already handed over the management of the Kunlun Mountains Minor World to Qingluan.

Considering Qingluan was his trusted confidante in the mortal realm and possessed all the high-level cultivation secret technique manuals from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, his brother could have easily leveraged these resources without needing to seek assistance from afar.

Lin Yiren seemed to sense the profound doubts swirling within Xu Wendong's heart. She sighed softly, a sigh laden with helplessness and melancholy: "According to Qingluan, that Nascent Soul Stage expert has seven female disciples. Each one is exceptionally graceful, possessing a charm comparable to heavenly fairies."

Xu Wendong was momentarily stunned, as if struck by an unseen bolt of lightning.

After a brief interval, he cautiously inquired, "Sister-in-law, are you suggesting... that my brother's apprenticeship with that expert to study spells is merely a facade, and he actually harbors ulterior motives?"

Lin Yiren gave a slight nod, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes: "I do not wish to presume such a thing of him, but the circumstances certainly raise suspicions."

"Ever since he began studying under that master, he has spent considerably more time with those female disciples than on practicing spells. He neglects matters concerning me and Yaya, and our affection has gradually waned."

Xu Wendong's brow furrowed, his heart filling with a mixture of confusion and anger: "How could he possibly behave in such a manner? Does he hold no regard for the affection between you, sister-in-law, and the father-daughter bond with Yaya?"

Prior to Xu Wendong's ascension to the Immortal Realm, his sister-in-law had a daughter named Yaya, a plump and exceedingly cute little girl.

"People can change!" Lin Yiren gently shook her head, tears already welling up in her eyes: "I too attempted to communicate with him, but it appears he is so engrossed in that so-called dream of Immortality that he dismisses anything I say."

"Qingluan has also tried to subtly remind him of his responsibilities, but he perceives her as an obstacle, and their relationship has likewise become strained."

"Following that, I departed from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, choosing to reside alone in the mortal realm."

"As for Yaya, she remained with Qingluan to learn spells."

"Over ten years ago, I wished to return to see Yaya, but the entrance to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World had vanished, and I am unaware of the current situation there." A hint of worry surfaced on her face as she voiced this concern.

Xu Wendong spoke softly, "If Qingluan is in secluded cultivation, the Kunlun Mountains Minor World would be in a sealed state, and the entrance would disappear. Therefore, sister-in-law, there is no need to worry unduly about that."

Lin Yiren softly murmured an "mm," then gazed at Xu Wendong with deep affection, her voice gentle as she spoke, "How have these years treated you? Have you endured hardships in the cultivation world? Have you... missed your sister-in-law?"

A slightly wry smile played on Xu Wendong's lips: "If I were to say I haven't missed you, would you believe me, sister-in-law?"

A rapid blush of shyness suffused Lin Yiren's cheeks, her heart pounding like a startled fawn's, leaving her breathless.

Before she could regain her composure, Xu Wendong drew Lin Yiren into a tight embrace, his strength such that it felt as though he intended to meld her into himself.

His nose buried deep within her hair, he eagerly inhaled her scent, a fragrance that drove him to the brink of madness. Each breath was imbued with a potent mix of greed and longing, as if it were the most precious aroma in the entire world to him.

Lin Yiren's petite frame went rigid, a flicker of apprehension surfacing in her eyes. Yet, within Xu Wendong's fervent embrace, the alarm rapidly receded, replaced by an unfamiliar, potent emotion. Her body shivered uncontrollably, her heart pounding like a war drum, threatening to burst free from her chest.

Xu Wendong, his arms securely around her, moved with a hurried yet clumsy eagerness, making his way towards the bedroom.

His gaze, sharp and ravenous like a famished wolf assessing its quarry, blazed with an intensity capable of consuming all, fixed solely on Lin Yiren, as if piercing the very essence of her being.

Upon entering the bedroom, he unceremoniously deposited Lin Yiren onto the bed, then descended upon her with the predatory speed of a leopard closing in on its prey.

His lips urgently sought hers, and the instant they met, they merged in a kiss as uncontrolled and ferocious as a raging inferno.

What began as a delicate touch, akin to a water strider skimming a pond’s surface, instantly escalated into a tempestuous, overwhelming storm of kisses. His tongue boldly breached her defenses, exploring every hidden recess of her mouth, entwining with and teasing her own shy tongue, a shared intimacy accompanied by sounds that could bring a blush to the most stoic face.

Lin Yiren's heartbeat accelerated further, a rapid, rhythmic drumming, and her body began to respond with an instinctive surrender, her hands finding their way to circle Xu Wendong's neck.

Xu Wendong's hands, seemingly acting on their own volition, commenced a liberating exploration across Lin Yiren's graceful form.

With a gentle tug, he drew down her strap, and the dark fabric cascaded down her smooth skin, unveiling shoulders as fine and pale as exquisite jade. His eyes were alight with reverence and deep infatuation, as if he were beholding a priceless artifact.

His hand traced the line of her collarbone downwards, tenderly enclosing her ample bosom. His fingers caressed the miraculous softness and resilience beneath his touch, her nipples hardening instantly within his palm, resembling two nascent red plums in bloom.

Lin Yiren squeezed her eyes shut, a flush of deep intoxication painting her cheeks, a vision as captivating and lovely as the sky ablaze at sunset.

Her delicate physique writhed subtly, eliciting soft moans that seemed to meld pain with pleasure, a dulcet melody reminiscent of a nightingale's call, further stoking the fires of Xu Wendong's aroused passion.

As garments were shed layer by layer, their two bodies finally found themselves in an unreserved embrace, their corporeal heat intertwining, as if striving to dissolve into a singular entity.

Xu Wendong's form urgently sought her yielding warmth, impatiently parting her limbs to reveal the exquisite beauty that had long haunted his dreams.

Despite the eighteen years that had passed since their last encounter, she remained as pristine as ever...

"Wendong, hurry inside! Sister-in-law can’t take it anymore!" Lin Yiren's gaze locked with Xu Wendong's, her face flushed crimson, her eyes shimmering with an intense blend of desire and yearning.