Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1651 - 1648: A Beautiful Morning

A wave of bewilderment swept over everyone as they turned their gazes toward Master Yuding, eager to grasp Xu Wendong's cryptic message.

With the last vestiges of his life force, Master Yuding, clinging precariously to existence, uttered, "Xu Wendong instructed me to tell you to curb your impulses and cease using your power to oppress others."

"If you do not seek atonement, he will not hesitate to end your life." Thus speaking, Master Yuding’s eyes slowly closed, his breathing faltered, and he breathed his last.

Instantly, a profound silence descended upon the entire Taoist Temple, heavy with the stillness of death.

Master Wudao’s frame quivered subtly, the muscles in his countenance visibly tensing. A flicker of rage ignited in his profound eyes, only to be swiftly overtaken by a grave solemnity.

His hands, hidden from view within his robes, clenched involuntarily into fists, his knuckles turning bone-white from the sheer pressure, before he slowly, deliberately, relaxed them.

The eldest disciple shattered the oppressive quiet, his voice ringing out in fury, "Master, this brat is utterly audacious! How dare he issue such threats to you? I shall go and apprehend him, bringing him here to avenge our second senior brother!" With that resolute declaration, he turned to depart.

"Halt!" Master Wudao’s command, though low in volume, resonated with an authority that could not be challenged.

The eldest disciple froze mid-stride, slowly turning back to face his master, a look of profound reluctance etched upon his features.

Master Wudao inclined his head slightly, his deep gaze penetrating the temple's roof, as if capable of observing realms far beyond the physical confines of bricks and tiles.

He spoke deliberately, his tone imbued with gravity, "For a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage to vanquish Master Yuding, who is in the Golden Core Late Stage, this is no mere chance; we must not underestimate him."

"If my intuition serves me correctly, he most certainly possesses a backing or has stumbled upon fortuitous encounters far exceeding our comprehension!"

"While Yu Ding's passing brings me deep sorrow, we must not act rashly or impulsively."

"I must enter seclusion to break through these limitations, and you are to remain within the temple, chanting sutras for Yu Ding's departed soul and awaiting my further commands."

"Once I have successfully transitioned from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul stage, then, and only then, will it be opportune to pursue retribution against Xu Wendong!" As he uttered these words, a glint of lethal intent briefly flashed in his eyes.

In truth…

He, too, yearned to descend the mountain immediately, to avenge his fallen disciple!

However…

He lacked the absolute certainty required to vanquish Xu Wendong.

Even the account given by Yu Ding alone strained credulity.

Indeed, for the sake of vengeance, one must first shatter these existing boundaries, achieving the status of a Nascent Soul Stage expert!

Though the disciples were consumed by righteous indignation and could find no inner peace, they recognized the wisdom in their master's counsel and could only offer silent nods of understanding.

The sixth disciple's eyes brimmed with unshed tears as he gazed upon Master Yuding's lifeless form, his jaw clenched, "Second Senior Brother, rest easy. One day, I shall sever Xu Wendong's head, meticulously polish it, and utilize it as an incense burner to honor your spirit in the heavens!"

Master Wudao let out a soft sigh, turning his steps towards the rear chambers, his solitary figure becoming increasingly indistinct and forlorn against the encroaching twilight.

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As the Spinning Stars continuously revolve, time marches onward with undeniable swiftness.

In the space of a mere breath, the morning light delicately pierced the veil of night, heralding the advent of dawn.

Xu Wendong slowly regained consciousness, his heart overflowing with profound emotions, having lost track of how many long days and nights had elapsed, experiencing a depth of peaceful slumber he had never known before.

That particular sleep felt akin to being immersed in a tranquil, profound abyss, utterly free from any form of disturbance or anxiety, bestowing upon his body and spirit an unparalleled sense of relaxation and profound contentment.

As his eyelids slowly fluttered open, Lin Yiren lay beside him, appearing as a bewitching enchantress emerging from a beautiful, ethereal dream.

Her hair, as lustrous and smooth as spun silk, cascaded carelessly across the pillow and her fragrant shoulder, with a few stray wisps playfully framing her face, lightly caressing her fair, petal-soft cheeks that were tinged with a delicate blush, thereby enhancing her aura of intoxicating languor and captivating allure.

Her eyes, reminiscent of a serene, profound autumn pool, held an unfathomable depth, yet at this very moment, they were gently rippling with tender affection and an unending reservoir of gentleness.

With every glance she cast, subtle threads of emotion quietly emanated, intricately weaving themselves around Xu Wendong.

Her eyes, tilted slightly upward, possessed a natural, captivating charm, seemingly capable of ensnaring a person's very soul, leaving one blissfully unaware of the enchantment taking hold.

Her lips, resembling perfectly ripe cherries, were both luscious and inviting, with a delicate pout that silently spoke of the lingering tenderness from the night past.

At this precise moment, the corners of her mouth curved gently upward, forming an exquisite arc, her smile radiating an infinite spectrum of captivating charms.

Her fragrant shoulder peeked from beneath her sleepwear, and beneath the delicate fabric, her collarbones were revealed, resembling exquisite jade chains, both clear and alluringly tempting.

Beneath the graceful sweep of her collarbones, the modest swell of her bosom was subtly discernible.

Her curves, like undulating mountains, exuded a captivating mystery, subtly shifting with each soft breath, a silent invitation to Xu Wendong.

Upon witnessing this sight, Xu Wendong’s throat grew parched, his own breathing becoming noticeably heavier.

After all, opening one’s eyes to the stunning beauty of his sister-in-law was an immensely blissful moment for him!

"Sister-in-law, you are truly exquisite!" Xu Wendong’s gaze was filled with adoration and longing, his profound affection for Lin Yiren laid bare.

Lin Yiren’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue, resembling blooming peach blossoms. She reached under the pillow and produced a condom with a spiral pattern, looking lovingly at Xu Wendong. "Wendong," she said, "sister-in-law wishes to share this experience with you!"

Xu Wendong’s attention was immediately captivated by the spiral-patterned condom, a heat igniting in his eyes. A playful smirk touched his lips. "Sister-in-law," he replied, "any experience shared with you brings me immense delight."

He extended his hand slowly, his fingers gently caressing Lin Yiren’s hair, then tracing the curve of her cheek before finally resting at her trembling, red lips.

Lin Yiren softly bit her lip, her eyes shimmering with shyness and anticipation. Her heart pounded like a war drum, the sound palpable in the quiet morning air.

Xu Wendong tenderly drew Lin Yiren into his embrace, his hold firm and comforting.

His lips moved from her forehead, down over her eyelids, to the tip of her nose, eventually settling with tender affection upon her lips.

This initial kiss, as light as a feather, soon deepened into a passionate union, as if seeking to meld their very souls.

Lin Yiren was utterly lost in the moment, her hands instinctively finding their way around Xu Wendong’s neck, returning his kiss with equal fervor.

Xu Wendong’s hand began a slow exploration down Lin Yiren’s back, savoring the smooth warmth of her skin. Each touch sent a subtle shiver through her.

His hand then glided gracefully towards her waist, applying a gentle pressure to draw her even closer to his body.

Lin Yiren became acutely aware of the physical changes in him, the potent desire radiating through their clothes, causing her face to burn even hotter.

He carefully guided Lin Yiren back onto the bed, his gaze locked with hers, brimming with deep affection and love, as if, in that instant, she was his entire universe.

Xu Wendong commenced to undress, revealing a strong and powerful physique.

Lin Yiren’s eyes held a mixture of bashfulness and eagerness, yet she found herself utterly mesmerized by his presence, particularly by the formidable sight before her, which completely ensnared her senses, leaving her powerless to resist!