Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1678 - 1675: The Rare Chaotic Constitution Woman

Xu Wendong's heart gave a violent tremor; he wasn't one to boast, yet the woman's destiny was far too unusual for him to decipher.

Nevertheless, his countenance remained placid and collected.

It felt as though a lightning strike had hit Xu Wendong's heart, causing it to quiver suddenly.

He was well aware that his mastery of Physiognomy and the study of Destiny was far beyond ordinary; having navigated countless scenarios, he rarely encountered individuals or situations that could perplex him.

Yet, the destiny of the woman before him appeared to be shielded by an impenetrable and mystical barrier, so distinct and profound that even with his utmost effort, he could not pierce the veil of mist to catch even a fleeting glimpse within.

Despite the waves of astonishment already stirring within his heart, his face remained as serene as an autumn lake mirroring the moon, poised and composed as if his expression had been permanently etched, without the slightest imperfection.

He subtly cleared his throat; his voice, calm and steady, managed to suppress the inner turmoil, and he spoke in an apparently nonchalant manner: "Miss, your beauty is akin to a celestial being gracing the mortal realm, an unmatched elegance that puts the moon and flowers to shame. Truly, you are a rare sight in this world, a paragon of peerless grace."

"Furthermore, your destiny is as unique and extraordinary as an ancient secret concealed since the dawn of chaos, beyond the reach of conventional Physiognomy and Fate arts."

"Your flattery is quite charming!" The young lady's lips, resembling ripe cherries, curved slightly as she offered a soft smile, her laughter like the tinkling of silver bells amidst forest boughs on a spring morning—clear, melodious, and piercingly sweet.

"If you genuinely possess the skill to discern the Heavenly Mechanisms, do try your best."

"However, if it lies beyond your capabilities, do not overexert yourself. I am not an unreasonable person and will naturally not cause trouble for you without justification."

Xu Wendong's gaze flickered subtly, as if a decision was being made within his mind, and then he spoke, "Miss, would you permit me to check your pulse? Perhaps I might discern some clues from it."

"Certainly!" The maiden consented without a moment's hesitation, gracefully extending her fair and delicate right hand, as smooth as polished Sheep Jade. Her wrist turned with a gentle motion, her elegant hand tracing a graceful arc in the air, exuding an aura of refined poise.

Observing this, Xu Wendong promptly extended two fingers, gently resting them upon the girl's pulse.

His actions were fluid and expert, his pulse-taking seamless, after which he fully immersed himself in sensing and analyzing the intricate rhythms.

Gradually, his brows knit slightly, and a trace of surprise flickered in his eyes.

Within the girl's body, he detected an intensely cold aura.

This sensation felt as if it originated from the biting winds of an arctic wasteland, penetrating and bone-chilling.

Even a mere touch caused Xu Wendong, a man tempered by countless storms and accustomed to the world's oddities, to involuntarily shudder, as if all the blood within him had solidified instantaneously, and even his spirit trembled.

After his fingers lingered for a moment on the girl's pulse, Xu Wendong slowly drew back, his eyes filled with solemnity: "Miss, are you aware that your constitution differs from that of ordinary individuals?"

The girl's eyes brightened, not anticipating that Xu Wendong would recognize her unique constitution; she then replied, "I've only known since childhood that my body felt peculiar, often emanating coldness, but I've never understood the reason."

Her beautiful eyes, brimming with curiosity and uncertainty, urgently inquired: "Did you perceive anything out of the ordinary?"

Xu Wendong took a slow, deep breath, exerting all his effort to suppress the turmoil within his heart, gradually composing his emotions before gravely stating: "Miss, your constitution is exceptionally rare, known as the Chaos Cold Ice Body."

"The appearance of this constitution is exceedingly infrequent, almost relegated to ancient legends, and rarely encountered in ordinary times."

"Individuals possessing this constitution possess an innate high affinity with Ice Cold Power, capable of manipulating ice and snow at will, their might proving astonishing."

"However, all things possess a duality. While the Chaos Cold Ice Body bestows unique abilities upon you, it also presents numerous formidable challenges."

He paused briefly before continuing: "For example, your body is perpetually assailed by piercing cold, as if you reside within an ice vault, suffering unbearable agony."

"Should this condition not be properly managed in a timely manner, over an extended period, it could even pose a threat to your life."

"Furthermore, the path of cultivation is inherently fraught with numerous hardships and perils."

"The extremely vigorous and potent Ice Cold Power within, if not properly controlled and directed, could easily result in a backlash, leading you to eternal perdition."

The maiden was instantly taken aback by these words, her expression one of utter disbelief.

Despite being merely a mortal, she understood that anything connected to chaos contained unimaginable energy and peril, an existence that was exceedingly terrifying.

After a moment, she slowly regained her composure, her heart filled with urgency as she inquired, "Then do you know how to guide the profound coldness within my body?"

"Miss, please remain calm and do not fret," Xu Wendong said, swiftly picking up a pen, its tip dancing across the paper with great speed.

Shortly after, a cultivation mental method, inscribed with the title "Cold Ice Mantra," materialized on the paper.

He presented the densely written scroll to the girl, solemnly stating, "By diligently following this cultivation mental method, focusing your heart on cultivation, and persevering with utmost dedication, you will gradually learn to guide the inner coldness, transforming it for your own use. This will allow you to break through your current limitations and successfully commence your cultivation journey."

With great excitement, the girl accepted the cultivation mental method from Xu Wendong. However, a frown creased her brow after just a brief glance, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "I am just an ordinary person and know nothing about cultivation!"

Although she now possessed the Internal Cultivation Methods, she had no prior exposure to such matters and had no clue how to begin cultivating.

She paused for a moment before looking up at Xu Wendong, a hint of mischievousness sparkling in her lively, beautiful eyes: "What if I become your disciple, and you teach me how to cultivate it?"

"Uh..." Xu Wendong offered a wry smile, responding with a helpless tone, "I am merely a novice practitioner myself, not truly qualified to instruct others in cultivation."

"How about this, then."

"First, proceed to the lounge inside, sit in a cross-legged position, and practice meditation. Once you have mastered it, I shall guide you on the path of cultivation."

The girl's eyes brightened considerably, and she eagerly agreed, her steps light and cheerful as she headed toward the inner lounge.

As she neared the entrance to the lounge, it seemed she suddenly recalled something. She paused briefly before gently turning back, bestowing a sweet smile: "My name is Zhang Nian, with 'Nian,' meaning longing!"

Her smile was like a spring blossom unfurling, exquisitely beautiful and deeply moving, much like the very first rays of morning sunlight, radiating warmth and brilliance...