Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1885 - 1882: Helping All the Way

"Elder Sister, don’t do this..." Xu Wendong took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

He knew that at this moment, Li Jiayin was already overwhelmed by desire, and he was facing a difficult choice.

"Junior Brother... please help Elder Sister, I beg you," Li Jiayin had never experienced such a thing before, only having read sparse descriptions in ancient texts.

Coupled with the shocking scene she had just witnessed in Xu Wendong’s room, she was completely swept away, her immense cultivation level at this moment reduced to a mere slave to desire.

Xu Wendong couldn’t help but swallow hard, his fingers trembled slightly as he slowly moved toward the mysterious "cave."

His movements were very gentle, carefully avoiding the most private place, only lightly touching and wandering along the edges.

Even so.

Li Jiayin felt an unprecedented intense sensation, like an electric current instantly spreading throughout her body, causing her delicate body to tremble fiercely.

"Enough... Junior Brother enough..." After all, Li Jiayin had been a well-behaved girl who followed the rules since childhood, never having been subjected to such intense stimulation.

She tightly grasped Xu Wendong’s arms, her fingers nearly sinking into his skin, her head deeply buried in his embrace, her body trembled forcefully, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if enduring some enormous impact.

"You’re just getting started; since you’re going to help Elder Sister, you might as well see it through," Xu Wendong’s lips curled slightly, revealing a smile full of intrigue.

His fingers deftly wandered over the area, like two agile, dancing dragons, quickly finding the sensitive spot akin to the Dragon Ball.

With just a slight touch, Li Jiayin’s delicate body trembled, and a stream of Spiritual Liquid quietly flowed out, as if in response to the mysterious spring.

Xu Wendong’s fingers continuously played with the "Dragon Ball," causing the Spiritual Liquid to overflow even more tumultuously, accompanied by wave after wave of "gushing," making the surrounding air seem filled with an ambiguous moisture.

For the first time, Li Jiayin experienced such an extreme state, utterly immersed in it, her consciousness gradually blurred.

However, just at this critical moment, she suddenly seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, her eyes snapping open.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in her eyes, quickly replaced by shyness and panic.

Her hand instinctively groped downward and unexpectedly touched Xu Wendong’s scalding "mass."

This touch instantly sobered her up, making her aware of her indiscretion.

With all her might, she pushed Xu Wendong away, her face flushing like burning flames: "I’m feeling under the weather today, I won’t go with you to Treasure Hall and Scripture Hall, you go by yourself!" After saying that, she turned and hurriedly walked toward her room, her steps stumbling slightly.

"You..." Xu Wendong stood speechless, staring at the closed door, full of helplessness inside.

This woman truly turned her back on him in an instant, her mood changing as unpredictably as the weather in June.

He shook his head, silently lamenting to himself, indeed, Li Jiayin was truly a sickly beauty, unfathomable.

Then Xu Wendong turned and left.

Only after he left did Li Jiayin slowly open the door.

At this moment, she was drenched in fragrant sweat, her messy hair stuck to her cheeks, and her clothes appeared somewhat disheveled.

The look in her eyes still held a trace of confusion and shyness, recollecting the scene she had witnessed in Xu Wendong’s room earlier, filled with mixed emotions.

If she wasn’t mistaken, there had been women’s clothing in Xu Wendong’s room earlier.

She recognized that piece of clothing; it seemed to belong to Zhao Ying’er.

Thinking of this, a complex emotion surged in her heart, bearing both the shyness and embarrassment of that moment, as well as curiosity and an inexplicable jealousy towards Xu Wendong and Zhao Ying’er’s relationship!

Xu Wendong left Sect Master Peak, and after searching in the vast Heavenly Nether Sect for quite some time, he finally found the legendary Treasure Hall.

This Treasure Hall was imposing, its flying eaves and interlocking brackets gleamed under the sunlight, as if whispering about the extraordinary treasures contained within.

The Treasure Hall of Heavenly Nether Sect was renowned, with all sorts of treasures dazzlingly displayed, from elixirs to treasures, all readily available, many rare items that were hard to find for any price elsewhere were quite common here.

This was one of the many reasons why numerous families were eager to send their disciples to the Heavenly Nether Sect.

Xu Wendong walked steadily into the Treasure Hall, which was spacious and bright, with Night Pearls embedded in the surrounding walls, emitting a gentle glow that made the displayed treasures shine brightly.

He quickly made his way to the counter, and saw that the arrangement here bore some similarity to the Netherworld Pavilion.

The difference was that the Netherworld Pavilion traded in Nether Crystals, while here items were exchanged for points, which were essentially a measure of one’s contribution to the sect.

The greater the contribution to the sect, the more points one would naturally accumulate.

"Elder, I’m here to select some items," Xu Wendong approached, respectfully cupping his hands to an elder behind the counter.

The elder was busy sorting something, and upon hearing the voice, he slowly lifted his head, gave Xu Wendong a quick glance, and then indifferently shook his head, his tone cold: "You’re new here, huh? You look unfamiliar."

"To exchange items here, go to the Deacon Hall first, do some work and then come back once you’ve earned enough points."

Xu Wendong wasn’t fazed, calmly revealing his Disciple Token.

Once the token was out, the elder’s eyes widened instantly, a flash of brilliance appearing in his gaze, and then a look of astonishment followed on his face.

But in the next moment, his expression turned grim.

"So you’re Lin Mo?" the elder’s voice carried a hint of iciness.

"Indeed," Xu Wendong nodded in response, thinking that revealing his status as a direct disciple from Sect Master Peak might garner some preferential treatment.

"Haha, I’ve long wanted to meet you; someone who could cripple one of my disciple’s arms is indeed quite capable!" The elder’s gaze was as sharp as a blade, extremely cold, with murder simmering in his eyes.

Having heard this, Xu Wendong frowned, secretly puzzled, when did he cripple this person’s disciple’s arm?

He just recently joined the Heavenly Nether Sect!

But soon, he recalled the events after entering the ruins.

Back then, he encountered Liu Hao and his group, and there was a guy called Brother Jiang beside Liu Hao, who claimed to be ranked ninety-seventh among the disciples.

That man challenged Xu Wendong, and as a result, Xu Wendong used the Mountain Splitting River Breaking Axe that Liu Hao had purchased at a high price, cutting off his arm with a single chop.

Now, that axe was still quietly lying in Xu Wendong’s storage bag.

"Are you Brother Jiang’s master?" Xu Wendong looked utterly surprised, the world being so small that Brother Jiang’s master turned out to be the elder of this Treasure Hall.

No need to imagine, this old man must have held a grudge against him long ago for the previous incident.

It seems that today’s treasure exchange is bound to have its twists and turns.

If things go wrong, this old man might even make a move against him!