Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1675 - 1672: Mind Your Manners Before the Immortal

A moment of bewilderment passed, and the Lingxu Taoist gradually regained his clarity. A sly smirk then spread across his previously stern features.

Tilting his head slightly, he let out a cold scoff, his voice laced with unabashed disbelief and scorn: "Hmph, young friend, cease your baseless prattling and reckless boasting."

"You are merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage; how could you possibly wield such incredible power, enough to imbue the words 'Mystic Spirit Pavilion' with Daoist charm potent enough to aid my cultivation breakthrough?"

The Lingxu Taoist spoke, shaking his head slowly, his eyes wide with disbelief as if he had just heard the most ludicrous tale imaginable.

He advanced a step, his Daoist robe flowing gently, and continued: "The profound energy emanating from those three characters is far beyond the capabilities of someone like you."

"I perceive you are attempting to elevate your own standing by fabricating a mystical aura before me. Do you truly believe such paltry stratagems can fool my discerning eyes?" As he uttered these words, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, a clear attempt to intimidate Xu Wendong with his imposing presence.

Xu Wendong observed the Lingxu Taoist with a serene demeanor, his expression as tranquil as still water, betraying no hint of anger or alarm despite the other's mockery.

Raising an eyebrow, he responded at an unhurried pace: "It is understandable that you, a senior, would harbor doubt. However, the truth remains that those words originated from my own hand. Why would I resort to falsehoods in your presence?"

Upon hearing Xu Wendong's reply, the Lingxu Taoist's smirk widened. Folding his hands behind his back, he began to pace around the shop, elaborating as he walked: "Young friend, do you grasp the significance of a realm breakthrough for us cultivators?"

"The Daoist essence intertwined within the inscription 'Mystic Spirit Pavilion' is extraordinarily profound. How could a mere youngster at the Foundation Establishment stage like yourself possibly comprehend and command such power?"

"If you persist in spewing such absurdities, do not hold me accountable for any discourtesy shown to you."

Xu Wendong offered a wry smile: "Senior, I see no necessity in fabricating lies regarding such matters. If you choose not to believe me, simply dismiss it as a casual remark from me!"

Just as the Lingxu Taoist was about to retort, he instinctively turned his head to peer outside, a flicker of surprise crossing his features.

He sensed the potent presence of a Golden Core Peak expert.

The approaching individual was draped in dark robes, emanating a chilling aura, seemingly blind, and guided by a cane.

The Lingxu Taoist chuckled, remarking to Xu Wendong: "It appears you've attracted some trouble!"

Xu Wendong responded with a smile of his own: "Does Senior believe I fear trouble?"

The Lingxu Taoist was momentarily rendered speechless.

Logically, any cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage would undoubtedly exhibit caution when facing someone of a higher cultivation level.

However...

Xu Wendong displayed an utter lack of fear, even when confronted by an expert at the Nascent Soul stage. How, then, could he possibly take a mere Golden Core realm cultivator seriously?

For an instant.

The Lingxu Taoist's interest in Xu Wendong deepened considerably.

Although he remained unconvinced that Xu Wendong was the one who inscribed the words 'Mystic Spirit Pavilion'.

One point was undeniably clear.

Xu Wendong undoubtedly had a formidable backer.

Otherwise, he would not exude such an air of composure.

He found himself eager to witness how Xu Wendong would handle the chilling presence of this Golden Core Peak cultivator.

And at that precise moment.

Wu Zan entered the Mystic Spirit Pavilion, leaning heavily on his cane. His dark, hollow eye sockets seemed to pierce through everything, and his icy aura permeated the entire shop.

He strode directly towards Xu Wendong and bluntly inquired: "Are you the proprietor of the Mystic Spirit Pavilion? Did you kill my cherished pet?"

Xu Wendong cast a brief glance towards Wu Zan, a hint of disdain coloring his features, and replied with calm composure: "Not every insignificant creature warrants my attention. The matter of your pet has no bearing on me whatsoever."

Despite his dismissive words, he harbored a strong premonition that the 'pet' Wu Zan was referring to was likely the malevolent creature from the Ye Family.

After all.

Upon his return to Earth, he had only inscribed a single Evil-Dispelling Charm.

It was evident.

The Ye Family had clearly been targeted.

Wu Zan's demeanor suddenly erupted in fury, his already sinister aura instantly transforming into a violent tempest.

"What an insolent brat! I shall slay you to avenge my beloved pet!"

He roared, slamming his cane onto the ground with immense force, unleashing a wave of sinister power that surged towards Xu Wendong like an engulfing black tide.

The impact caused the shop's furnishings to tremble violently, as if in fear of being tainted by this malevolent presence.

Xu Wendong remained utterly unmoved, merely raising his hand with effortless grace. A shimmering golden barrier materialized before him, effectively intercepting the sinister energy from the outside.

The golden screen and the dark wave collided with a sharp, sizzling sound. The flashes of light plunged the shop's atmosphere into a state of intense, palpable tension.

The Lingxu Taoist, standing nearby, let out a gasp. He had been mobilizing himself, ready to lend Xu Wendong aid against Wu Zan.

However, he could never have fathomed, even in his wildest dreams, that Xu Wendong could so casually neutralize Wu Zan's formidable assault.

"Is this man truly just a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage?" Lingxu Taoist felt as if a tempest was churning within his heart.

Despite having recently ascended to the Nascent Soul Stage himself, he knew that even confronting the fury of a Golden Core Peak expert would not have allowed him to appear this composed, even if he managed to survive the assault.

Yet...

Xu Wendong had effortlessly neutralized the attack, a feat that could only leave him astonished?

Wu Zan, witnessing his attack fall short, became even more incensed. He made a series of hand seals, his lips moving in incantations.

In a fraction of a second, several malevolent, shadowy creatures materialized from his sleeves, hurtling towards Xu Wendong with bared claws.

These wraiths were insubstantial, emitting a foul odor, and moved at blinding speed, reaching Xu Wendong’s vicinity in the blink of an eye.

Xu Wendong let out a cold snort, retrieving several talismans from his pocket. He flung them forward, and they instantly morphed into piercing golden arrows, intercepting the spectral fiends.

For a fleeting moment, golden brilliance and dark specters clashed violently. The air vibrated with energy, and the force of their impact sent furniture toppling throughout the shop.

Just as Wu Zan prepared to unleash an even more devastating offensive, Lingxu Taoist intervened from the periphery.

His form flickered, appearing like a phantom behind Wu Zan. With a seemingly gentle movement, he struck out with both palms, an action that belied a power capable of utter devastation.

Having perceived Wu Zan's sinister aura and his clear intent to harm Xu Wendong, Lingxu Taoist resolved not to remain a passive observer. His voice boomed with a Thunder Sound, proclaiming, "Show due respect to the Immortal!"

Wu Zan, alerted to the incoming strike from behind, attempted to evade, but it was far too late.

Lingxu Taoist's palms landed with crushing force upon his back.

A pained cry was the only sound as Wu Zan’s body was propelled forward like a broken kite, smashing against the wall with a sickening thud, blood gushing from his mouth.

Spitting a mouthful of blood, Wu Zan stared in utter disbelief.

He attempted to push himself up, only to find his spiritual power within draining away uncontrollably, akin to a breached dam releasing a torrent.

Lingxu Taoist slowly approached, gazing down with a chilling demeanor. He spoke, "With your Golden Core realm, you dare to act with such insolence before the Immortal? What makes you worthy of the Immortal's attention?"

"Are you an expert of the Nascent Soul Stage?" Wu Zan felt an overwhelming shock, as if struck by lightning, upon sensing the aura radiating from Lingxu Taoist.

His voice cracked with incredulous horror, "No, this is impossible! How could an expert of the Nascent Soul Stage possibly address someone at the Foundation Establishment level as an Immortal?"