Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1861 - 1858: Are You Out of Your Mind?

Meanwhile.

Elsewhere in another great hall of the Heavenly Nether Sect, Huang Huntuo knelt with a respectful face before the hall.

In the upper part of the hall, an elder wearing black clothes was seated.

This person is Elder Xuanlu, one of the Eight Great Elders of the Heavenly Nether Sect, and also Huang Huntuo’s master.

"Huntuo, did you manage to seize the opportunity at Ancient Pan Mountain this time?" Elder Xuanlu’s voice was indifferent and cold, as if devoid of emotion.

He knew well that his disciple came from a small family with limited talent.

Perhaps in Netherworld City, Huang Huntuo was quite a formidable figure, but within the talent-filled Heavenly Nether Sect, he seemed insignificant.

"Disciple... did not seize it." Huang Huntuo lowered his head helplessly, his voice full of frustration.

"What? Who did you lose to? Lin Dong or Zhao Ying’er?" Elder Xuanlu’s gaze darkened instantly, showing dissatisfaction with Huang Huntuo’s performance.

To him, Huang Huntuo seemed truly useless for failing to accomplish such a minor task.

Huang Huntuo’s lips twitched slightly, and he continued, "Neither! Lin Dong has already been killed, and the one who killed him was called Lin Mo, from the Lin Family. I lost to him."

Upon hearing this, Elder Xuanlu’s face revealed a puzzled look.

If Lin Dong was killed, could that Lin Mo be an idiot?

Does he not know that Lin Dong was carrying the trial quota on him?

"Master, there is a reason why I lost to Lin Mo this time. Lin Mo seems to have mastered a Fifth-grade Divine Power Technique!" Huang Huntuo took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Elder Xuanlu seemed to be electrified, jumping up from his seat immediately.

He quickly moved in front of Huang Huntuo, his eyes flashing with intense light, as if he had seen the world’s most precious treasure.

"What you said, is it true?" Elder Xuanlu was taken aback, his voice carrying a hint of trembling.

A Fifth-grade Divine Power Technique, that’s a rare supreme treasure in the world!

If it were known to outsiders, it would definitely cause a bloody storm; even in their Heavenly Nether Sect, there is no treasure of such level.

This Lin Mo, just a mere disciple of the Lin Family, how could he possess something so precious?

"Quick, take me to see him!" Elder Xuanlu said excitedly, his eyes revealing a greedy light.

Huang Huntuo immediately nodded, turned around, and hurriedly led Elder Xuanlu to Xu Wendong’s location.

"Hehe, Lin Mo, Lin Mo, do you think you can keep your opportunities without giving them up?" Huang Huntuo thought triumphantly, showing a cruel smile.

"Do you think I dare not touch you?" He originally planned to take Xu Wendong’s opportunity, but relying on just the Huang Family’s strength was obviously not enough. Now, with his master’s help, he believed he could get what he wished for.

After sending off that batch of embarrassed Heavenly Nether Sect disciples, Xu Wendong settled down in this quiet courtyard.

He sat quietly cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by a steady aura.

Beside the bed, neatly arranged were ten thousand Nether Crystals, which emitted a faint eerie glow, as if containing endless mysterious power.

Xu Wendong closed his eyes and began to operate the Nine Netherworlds Manual.

With the operation of the technique, the surrounding Yin Energy seemed attracted by an invisible whirlpool, crazily converging towards him.

His speed of devouring Yin Energy was astonishing, like a hungry beast greedily extracting energy.

In just two hours, those ten thousand Nether Crystals seemed drained of life, dimmed and lifeless, their energy absorbed completely by Xu Wendong.

This terrifying cultivation speed, if seen by others, would probably leave them jaw-dropped.

For ordinary cultivators, absorbing the energy from ten thousand Nether Crystals would at least take a month, whereas for Xu Wendong, it took just two hours.

"Soon, I’ll reach the Eighth Level of Soul Transformation Realm." Xu Wendong slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flickering within them, and then he gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath.

The intense Yin Energy on him gradually dissipated, merging into his body like rivers flowing into the sea, making him appear more composed and restrained.

Just then.

A sharp and provocative voice suddenly resounded in the courtyard, "Lin Mo, get out here!"

This unexpected voice shattered the courtyard’s tranquility, causing Xu Wendong to furrow his brows slightly. He had just dealt with a batch of troublesome disciples, and now someone else had arrived?

Unexpectedly, in this talent-filled Heavenly Nether Sect, he was indeed "receiving a lot of attention"!

However.

This voice seemed somewhat familiar.

Xu Wendong’s heart stirred as he stood up and stepped out of the room.

Soon, he saw the visitor.

"Huang Huntuo?" Xu Wendong was a bit surprised and blurted out.

Standing before him was Huang Huntuo, looking arrogant, with an elder in black robes following behind him.

That elder had white hair and beard, full of wrinkles, appearing to be an elderly person near the end of his life.

However, the powerful aura emanating from him made Xu Wendong’s heart tense, silently judging that this person’s cultivation level must be extraordinary, at least a Tongyou Realm expert.

"Master, this is the Lin Family’s Lin Mo." Huang Huntuo was full of flattery, like a fawning dog, pointing at Xu Wendong and speaking to the elder beside him.

Elder Xuanlu’s eagle-like gaze scrutinized Xu Wendong, his lips curling slightly into a scornful expression.

He seemed to understand Xu Wendong’s cultivation level at a glance, saying indifferently, "Not bad, Seventh Level of Soul Transformation Realm; it’s normal that you’re not his match."

His words openly belittled Xu Wendong, considering the mere Soul Transformation Realm level unworthy of mention.

"What? His cultivation level has increased so fast?" Huang Huntuo widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment.

He knew well that during the Ancient Pan Mountain encounter, Xu Wendong’s cultivation level was not this shocking, and now, within just a few days, his strength skyrocketed, making it almost incredible.

He secretly speculated in his heart that this likely had to do with the Fifth-grade Divine Power Xu Wendong possessed.

"Why are you looking for me?" Xu Wendong frowned, filled with doubts.

He and Huang Huntuo didn’t have any deep-seated enmity.

Even if there was, it was related to the conflict with Huang Ying, who was now dead, and the exposed scandalous affair of the Huang Family. Logically, Huang Huntuo shouldn’t cause him trouble anymore.

"Kid, display your Divine Skills for me to see." Elder Xuanlu sneered, rudely commanding, "If you can satisfy me, perhaps I can cancel your quota for tomorrow’s trial."

For others, hearing such words might bring joy to their hearts.

After all, the trial of those relics is exceptionally dangerous, akin to a near-death experience. Had it not been for being chosen, anyone would be unwilling to take such a risk.

Now, Elder Xuanlu personally made a promise to exempt the trial quota, and anyone would try their best to please this elder.

However, Xu Wendong showed a strange expression, rudely replied, "Are you insane? Why would you cancel my trial quota?"