Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1852 - 1849: Buying Yang-Strengthening Pills for Xu Wendong

The treasure appraisal event held by the Netherworld Pavilion this time could truly be called sincere and generous; they brought out quite a few drool‑worthy treasures.

Earlier at the event, Lin Yin had already bought a lot of precious items for Xu Wendong. If Xu Wendong hadn’t stopped her in time, she’d probably still be opening her purse wide and going on a shopping spree.

Now, Zhao Ying’er had taken over the baton of picking out treasures for Xu Wendong.

"I don’t need this." Xu Wendong smiled.

The Spirit Sword Zhao Ying’er had chosen shimmered with flowing light, looking gorgeous on the outside, but in Xu Wendong’s eyes it was all show and no substance, flashy and useless, totally unworthy of his notice.

Seeing that Xu Wendong wasn’t interested in this Spirit Sword, Zhao Ying’er didn’t force it.

Her lively gaze immediately shifted to the cabinet beside them.

At this moment, Liu Chun’er keenly sensed a business opportunity. Her face blossomed with a smile as she enthusiastically introduced, "Miss Zhao, our Netherworld Pavilion recently received a new batch of high‑quality Elixirs. Would you be interested in taking a look?"

Her voice was soft and melodious, full of temptation.

Zhao Ying’er readily agreed, so the group moved together and headed up to the third floor.

The third floor of the Netherworld Pavilion had always been a mysterious and high‑end place, with very few people qualified to set foot there.

Aside from the members of the major families of Netherworld City, only some noble youths from other cities’ Secular Families were allowed up.

The Netherworld Pavilion branch in Netherworld City was quite famous within a thousand‑li radius, a place many cultivators and treasure lovers yearned to visit.

When Zhao Ying’er and the others stepped onto the third floor, the noble youths who had been chatting all raised their heads, their gazes shooting over in unison.

A spark of amazement flashed instantly in some of the noble youths’ eyes.

"Eh? That girl is really gorgeous!"

"Hahaha, who would’ve thought Netherworld City actually has such a top‑grade beauty."

"Who’s that man? Forget it, doesn’t matter. The other girl behind him is also bright and stunning, really eye‑catching."

These noble youths whispered among themselves, their gazes drawn like iron to a magnet, firmly locked on Zhao Ying’er and Lin Yin.

After all, when beauties appear, they naturally attract everyone’s attention.

"Miss Zhao, the new Elixirs are all here." Liu Chun’er extended a fair finger and pointed at the display cases.

There weren’t many display cases on the third floor, but each one was arranged with exquisite care.

Inside the cases, rows of treasure bottles were neatly lined up; these bottles were used to hold Elixirs.

Beside each bottle, sample pills were laid out for customers to inspect.

"This is the Third Grade Nine Curves True Soul Pill. After taking it, one can effectively enhance Soul Power and promote the absorption of Yin Energy; it’s greatly beneficial to cultivators." Liu Chun’er explained in detail.

"This is the Third Grade Lingyun Haqi Pill. This pill is refined using extremely dense Yang Energy."

"If a woman takes it, the effect isn’t great, but if a man takes it, it truly strengthens Yang and boosts power, with very obvious effects."

As Liu Chun’er introduced them, excitement flickered in Zhao Ying’er’s eyes.

But when he heard the introduction of the second pill, the corner of Xu Wendong’s mouth twitched slightly, and he silently complained in his heart, "Isn’t that just a Yang-Strengthening Pill? They gave it such a fancy name, calling it Lingyun Haqi Pill. Strip it down and it’s still just a Yang‑boosting pill."

Before Xu Wendong could voice this complaint, Zhao Ying’er had already impatiently made up her mind.

She pointed at that bottle of Third Grade Lingyun Haqi Pills, a sly glint in her eyes as she secretly glanced at Xu Wendong.

"Damn, don’t look at me! It’s not like I have kidney deficiency. You know exactly how strong I am. What are you buying this for me for?" Xu Wendong was speechless inside. Zhao Ying’er’s move left him totally baffled; he really couldn’t figure out what she was trying to do.

Liu Chun’er, seeing that the deal was about to be closed, smiled like a flower in full bloom.

She immediately took out that bottle of pills and said, "There are ten pills in here in total. Each one costs fifty thousand Nether Crystals. If you take them all, that’ll be five hundred thousand Nether Crystals."

Zhao Ying’er was just about to pull out the money to pay, but Lin Yin suddenly beat her to it.

Lin Yin’s eyes were firm as she said loudly, "Five hundred thousand Spirit Crystals. I’ll take them all."

Her gaze burned with intense light. The intimate contact she’d just had with Xu Wendong in the private room had already stirred up her desire. Now that Zhao Ying’er actually wanted to snatch her man right in front of her, how could she tolerate that?

In her view, buying these pills to give to Xu Wendong couldn’t be more appropriate.

"Elder Lin, what do you mean by this?" A look of displeasure appeared on Zhao Ying’er’s face, and there was a hint of questioning in her tone.

She didn’t understand why this Seventh Elder of the Lin Family always seemed so resistant to her relationship with Xu Wendong.

"Nothing special. Before I brought Lin Mo here, the Family Head specifically instructed that all of Lin Mo’s expenses are to be covered by the Lin Family."

"If Lin Mo needs this, then of course the Lin Family should be the one paying." Lin Yin explained with a perfectly straight face. The reason sounded proper and hard to refute.

But Zhao Ying’er was fuming. She was buying these pills to thank Xu Wendong.

After all, back on Ancient Pan Mountain, she and Xu Wendong already had some rather special experiences together...

Giving him ten Yang-Strengthening Pills counted as a kind of compensation.

And if she handed him ten at once, maybe Xu Wendong would end up having a few more intimate encounters with her because of it.

"Since I’m giving something to Lin Mo, how is it your place to pay?" Zhao Ying’er could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She directly flung out five hundred thousand Nether Crystals, her eyes full of domineering pride and unwillingness. "These pills are mine!"

The surrounding noble youths were all stunned by this scene. They never expected two women would actually fight this fiercely over buying a Yang-Strengthening Pill for a man.

"What’s going on? Two women scrambling to buy a Yang-Strengthening Pill for a man? The implication couldn’t be more obvious, right? But what the hell does this guy have to deserve that treatment?" The noble youths were full of doubt and jealousy.

Even Xu Wendong himself felt unbearably embarrassed. He was secretly crying inside. Couldn’t these two women think about his face for a second?

Did they really think he needed these Yang-Strengthening Pills?

"Enough, I don’t need this stuff." Xu Wendong really couldn’t take it anymore and quickly tried to stop them.

"Stop! I said you need it!" Lin Yin glared at Xu Wendong, her eyes sharp as an eagle’s.

She then pulled out another hundred thousand Nether Crystals and said to Liu Chun’er, "Six hundred thousand Spirit Crystals. I’m buying these pills."

"Seven hundred thousand Spirit Crystals!" Zhao Ying’er refused to back down and immediately raised the price. Her eyes were full of stubbornness; she clearly didn’t want to lose to Lin Yin.

"Eight hundred thousand!" Lin Yin was just as unwilling to yield and added to the price again. The two of them were clashing head‑on, the atmosphere thick with gunpowder.

Liu Chun’er stood to the side, grinning from ear to ear.

Bringing Zhao Ying’er to find Xu Wendong had really been the right move. She hadn’t expected it to provoke Lin Yin’s displeasure, and this back‑and‑forth bidding war was making her Netherworld Pavilion a killing.

"Sigh..." Xu Wendong let out a helpless sigh. Stuck between these two women who both had a relationship with him, he was in an impossible position. He really had no idea what to do; he couldn’t exactly side with one over the other, could he?