Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1661 - 1658: If You Like It, I Like It Too

Lin Yiren’s elegant brows knitted briefly, her lovely eyes fixed with contemplation upon the plaque bearing the three characters, "Mystic Spirit Pavilion."

Initially, the calligraphy struck her as exceptionally robust and majestic, reminiscent of a soaring Flood Dragon and a gliding phoenix, exuding an extraordinary aura. Each stroke seemed imbued with immense power, like a thousand loads pressing down, penetrating the wood and involuntarily commanding admiration for the calligrapher's skill.

Yet, an instant later, an indescribable, wondrous charm subtly emerged, like fleeting shadows, lingering in her heart but remaining elusive and difficult to grasp.

It felt as if an unseen force gently plucked the strings of her soul, drawing her senses irresistibly into its depths.

At first, she paid it little mind, dismissing it as mere fancy.

But gradually, she clearly sensed her own Soul Force being drawn by some mysterious power, unknowingly flowing upwards, like a trickling stream converging into a mighty river. The undeniable upward trend was astonishing.

When she finally snapped back to reality from this strange state, she couldn't help but gasp, her heart churning with shock like turbulent waves, difficult to calm.

Hurriedly turning her head, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief, she looked at Xu Wendong and asked in a quivering voice, "Wendong, why is my Soul Force showing such a clear upward trend just by observing these three characters? What kind of marvelous power is this?"

Xu Wendong’s lips curved slightly upwards, revealing a confident and enigmatic smile. He replied softly, "Sister-in-law, this is the profundity derived from incorporating my understanding of the Dao."

"These three characters, 'Mystic Spirit Pavilion,' are not mere symbols; they are a profound interpretation and condensed manifestation of my grasp on the universe's mysteries and the ultimate principle of spirituality."

"Every stroke adheres to the Laws of Yin and Yang and the interplay of emptiness and substance, effectively constructing a miniature resonance field for Spiritual Power and Soul."

"As you gaze upon them, your soul unconsciously resonates with the Daoist charm contained within, thereby stimulating the growth and enhancement of your Soul Force."

"For a Cultivator, this plaque is akin to a hidden treasure in the mundane world, holding endless opportunities and insights that can aid one's cultivation journey, break through bottlenecks, and comprehend deeper truths of the Dao."

Lin Yiren’s astonishment deepened upon hearing this. She cast her gaze back to the plaque, murmuring, "Such a magical artifact; it truly is unprecedented."

"Wendong, your means of integrating the Dao into a plaque are truly Transcendent. If this were to spread, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation throughout the entire Cultivation World, drawing countless Cultivators eager to explore the secrets of this Mystic Spirit Pavilion."

"It matters not!" Xu Wendong remarked nonchalantly. "Only those with sincerity and a genuine pursuit of the Dao will be fated to perceive the true essence of this plaque and comprehend its inherent Daoist charm!"

"As for those with impure intentions, what need have we to fear them?"

After a subtle pause, Xu Wendong's gaze slowly shifted towards Lin Yiren, a slight smirk playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of playful mischief. He asked gently, "Sister-in-law, what's for dinner tonight?"

Lin Yiren pursed her lips slightly and replied softly, "I've prepared hotpot!"

Xu Wendong nodded slightly at her response, appearing to ponder something.

Immediately after, his eyebrows lifted slightly, a sly glint flashing in his eyes. He teased, "After hotpot, may I have the pleasure of seeing the new lingerie Sister-in-law purchased today?"

Hearing this, Lin Yiren's face instantly flushed, as vibrant as ignited embers, turning as red as ripe cherries – tender and alluring.

Within her shy gaze, a faint hint of spring warmth could barely be detected as she gently lowered her head, murmuring almost inaudibly, "You may, but I don't know if you'll like it!"

"I like it; as long as Sister-in-law likes it, I like it all!" Xu Wendong's mischievous smile widened, radiating the playful charm of youth and a unique intimacy towards Lin Yiren.

Lin Yiren blushed and playfully chided, "You should go take a shower, and I'll get dinner ready." With that, she turned, her delicate steps carrying her gracefully as she slowly entered the villa.

Xu Wendong casually picked up a set of clean clothes and headed towards the bathroom.

Given his complete absorption in carving the wooden plaque earlier, a noticeable amount of wood shavings still clung to him, necessitating a thorough cleaning.

Emerging from his shower, Xu Wendong felt entirely refreshed as he made his way to the dining room.

A lavish spread of ingredients graced the table, with the hotpot bubbling vigorously, its steam carrying tantalizing scents that permeated the entire space.

Xu Wendong couldn't help but swallow, a flood of complex emotions washing over him.

After eighteen years of wandering and hardship, weathering countless storms and tribulations, the familiar and distinct taste of Earth brought forth a profound sense of nostalgia and deep affection.

Faced with this opulent feast, memories of the past surged like an overwhelming tide, enveloping him in warmth and comfort.

Though Xu Wendong attempted to focus his thoughts solely on the delicious meal, an undercurrent of anticipation and nervousness persisted.

Lin Yiren appeared somewhat preoccupied, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Xu Wendong before quickly darting away, the blush on her cheeks refusing to subside.

Finally, the hotpot meal concluded.

Lin Yiren stood and ascended to the second-floor bedroom, Xu Wendong following her, a powerful surge of fiery desire and impulsive longing rising within him.

Inside the bedroom, Lin Yiren gracefully opened the wardrobe, retrieved a delicate bag, and took out the new lingerie she had acquired that day.

Crafted from exquisite material, the lingerie boasted a soft hue and intricate lace trim, catching the light with an alluring sheen. Lin Yiren presented it to Xu Wendong, her cheeks flushed, her eyes conveying a mixture of shyness and trepidation.

Xu Wendong's eyes were captivated by the lingerie, his throat contracting slightly as he observed with earnestness, a unique wave of emotion swelling within.

After a brief pause, he lifted his head, meeting Lin Yiren's gaze, and earnestly requested, "Sister-in-law, why don't you try it on so I can see?"

A deeper blush spread across Lin Yiren's face as she softly replied, "I'll go take a shower first and then wear the new lingerie." With that, she disappeared into the bathroom.

Xu Wendong settled onto the bed in anticipation, resting his arms behind his head, his eyes intensely fixed on the bathroom's entrance. Through the translucent glass, a faint outline of her alluring silhouette began to materialize before his eyes.

Her figure was exquisitely shaped; even after childbirth, her body retained a captivating allure.

The moments ticked by.

Xu Wendong waited with bated breath for approximately twenty minutes. As he witnessed Lin Yiren cease her shower and reach for a towel to dry herself, his heart leaped into a sudden, rapid rhythm.

In the subsequent moment.

Lin Yiren donned the new lingerie, her face radiating a charming flush. She then pushed open the door and gracefully walked out...