Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1702 - 1699: Bathing with Sister-in-law

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Previously on Urban Romantic Divine Doctor...
Xu Wendong effortlessly annihilated Master Wudao and his followers with immense power. Afterward, a group of frightened Loose Cultivators emerged from hiding, revealing that Master Wudao was their protector. Seeing the ensuing chaos and potential danger, they pleaded with Xu Wendong to take them under his wing, which he ultimately agreed to, setting clear rules for his new followers.

With Xu Wendong's agreement, looks of joy spread across the faces of everyone present, who quickly voiced their sincere thanks.

To them, the demise of Master Wudao was a deeply troubling event.

His death, after all, would inevitably draw covetous eyes towards Qingyuan City, with the intent of establishing dominance.

Such occurrences were far from rare.

However, what brought them immense delight was the fact that even with Master Wudao's death, they had found an even more formidable guardian!

This was truly a stroke of great fortune!

Without much hesitation.

The elder leading the delegation was the first to act, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He respectfully retrieved an ancient wooden box from his storage bag. His hands trembling slightly, he presented it to Xu Wendong, stating, "Senior, this is a thousand-year-old spiritual ginseng I was fortunate enough to acquire in my youth. Its spiritual energy is rich and pure, highly beneficial for cultivation. I offer it to you today as a token of our gratitude, hoping you will graciously accept."

The other cultivators, witnessing this, followed suit.

In a flash, a dazzling array of treasures materialized before Xu Wendong.

There were talismans emitting a soft luminescence, appearing to contain sealed mystical powers; elixirs radiating potent spiritual energy, their exceptional quality evident at a glance; and mystical artifacts of peculiar design, etched with ancient runes...

The interwoven spiritual power emanating from these treasures caused the surrounding air to ripple with unrest.

A middle-aged cultivator clad in blue robes carefully offered a longsword, its blade shimmering with a cold light, runes flickering upon its surface. He spoke with apprehension, "Senior, this sword is known as the Cold Star Sword. I obtained it during a perilous expedition. It slices through metal as if it were mud and possesses formidable power. I hope it meets your approval and proves useful to you."

Xu Wendong observed these offerings with a detached demeanor, betraying neither excitement nor rejection, as if their presentation was entirely within his expectations.

With a slight gesture, a gentle wave of spiritual power emanated from him, levitating the treasures into his storage ring. He then spoke calmly, "Since you have offered these with good intentions, I shall accept them."

"From this moment forward, dedicate yourselves to your cultivation and adhere to the established rules. I shall guarantee your safety."

While these cultivation resources were valuable in their own right, they held minimal significance for Xu Wendong. Even a greater quantity of elixirs and herbs presented to him would scarcely aid in elevating his cultivation level.

However, these very cultivation resources were indispensable treasures for Zhang Nian, enabling her to solidify her cultivation base and enhance her overall strength.

Witnessing Xu Wendong accept their offerings, a sense of relief washed over everyone, and they bowed once more, reaffirming their loyalty.

Xu Wendong surveyed the crowd, noting the diverse expressions but recognizing the unwavering reverence in their eyes. He announced, "The Mystic Spirit Pavilion is my establishment. Should you require anything in the future, you know where to find me!"

"Very well, that concludes our business for now. You may depart."

"Farewell, Senior!" The assembled cultivators respectfully took their leave, melting swiftly into the shadows.

Once the crowd had dispersed, Xu Wendong casually directed the collected resources towards Zhang Nian, saying, "You may utilize these for the time being. Once your cultivation level advances, I shall bestow upon you something superior."

Zhang Nian received them as if they were the most precious items, her gaze filled with profound gratitude. "Master treats me with such exceptional kindness. I have nothing to offer in return but myself, hoping you will not look upon me with disdain!"

Upon hearing this.

Xu Wendong's lips twitched involuntarily.

His heart was awash with a complex mixture of emotions.

Firstly, he had imparted his skills to Zhang Nian, and they indeed shared a master-disciple bond.

Secondly, such a relationship was fundamentally impermissible.

To complicate matters further, Zhang Nian was also Liu Shimei's daughter!

This placed him in an awkward predicament, uncertain how to navigate the burgeoning feelings between them.

"It is getting late. I shall head back first. You should concentrate on your cultivation!" Xu Wendong stated calmly before departing Antique City and driving his Mercedes home.

Upon arriving home and opening the door, Xu Wendong was immediately greeted by an enticing aroma of food.

Lin Yiren, her smile as radiant as a blooming flower, emerged from the kitchen, still wearing an apron adorned with a teddy bear pattern. She gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and softly inquired, "You're back. Are you tired? I've prepared your favorite sweet and sour ribs, along with some new dishes I've learned. Go wash your hands, and we can get ready for dinner."

Looking at the table laden with delectable dishes, Xu Wendong felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and the day's weariness seemed to diminish slightly.

He gave a slight nod in agreement and proceeded to wash his hands.

As they sat at the dining table, Lin Yiren intermittently placed dishes onto Xu Wendong's plate, her eyes reflecting deep concern and tenderness.

Xu Wendong savored the comforting warmth of home.

"Where were you last night?" Lin Yiren suddenly asked.

Several days had passed since Xu Wendong's return, and he had spent every night intimately with her until the previous night, a fact that caused her some slight concern.

Clearing his throat, Xu Wendong feigned a calm demeanor, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "I encountered an old acquaintance last night," he stated.

"Is that so?" Lin Yiren's smile held a knowing glint. "Was it a male or female friend?"

Xu Wendong took a deliberate sip of water, his reply honest. "A woman. A friend I knew from Haicheng. Her husband passed away unexpectedly, and she brought her daughter to Qingyuan City. We happened to run into each other yesterday."

"Perhaps you could invite her over for a meal sometime. I should fulfill my duties as the lady of the house and thank her for the 'care' she showed you in the past," Lin Yiren suggested, her playful smile indicating no trace of jealousy. She understood his somewhat flirtatious nature well enough.

A wide grin spread across Xu Wendong's face. "While she did take good care of me, none of them can compare to you, sister-in-law!"

Lin Yiren's cheeks flushed as she tenderly inquired, "Then how do you plan to repay your sister-in-law?"

Xu Wendong's eyebrows arched in response. "Shall I serve you tonight?"

Lin Yiren's eyes sparkled with delight. "It's a deal! Let's eat first, and then we can head upstairs to the bath to relax!"

Inside the bathroom, the warm, yellow light intermingled with the rising steam, casting suggestive and unrestrained shadows upon the walls.

With graceful steps, Lin Yiren slowly entered the bathtub, sending ripples across the captivating water, stirring a sense of intoxicating allure.

She turned languidly to face Xu Wendong, her fingers beckoning like those of the most enchanting enchantress. A gentle tug at the barely-there shoulder strap of her negligee caused it to slide away effortlessly, much like a startled rabbit.

In that instant.

Her smooth, jade-like shoulder was revealed, followed by an expanse of fair skin, now unguarded and laid bare before Xu Wendong's gaze.

Her proud, full bosom, partially veiled by the swirling steam, with nipples faintly discernible, emanated a dangerously alluring charm!