Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1893 - 1890: Old Witch

An average man would likely be instantly bewitched by this woman, unable to extricate himself.

But Xu Wendong, after a brief moment of distraction, quickly regained his composure.

He keenly noticed that the woman exuded a faint, seductive aura, as if an invisible force was attempting to enchant him.

Fortunately, with the protection of the Nine Netherworlds Manual, Xu Wendong was able to stay clear-headed and unmoved.

"Disciple Zhao Ying’er, here to visit Elder Liu." Zhao Ying’er looked respectful, bowing deeply to the woman, her tone full of reverence.

Hearing this, Xu Wendong raised an eyebrow slightly, marveling inwardly at the idea that the country-toppling beauty before him was actually an elder?

It seems that those stationed here truly have an extraordinary status in the Heavenly Nether Sect.

"Oh? Who might this be?" Elder Liu turned slightly, her gaze like silk falling upon Xu Wendong. Her eyes carried a hint of curiosity, as though she’d never seen him before, guessing he might be a new disciple.

"Elder Liu, this is a new Sect Master Peak disciple, Lin Mo." Zhao Ying’er quickly introduced, her voice crisp and clear.

Upon hearing this, Elder Liu’s eyes abruptly widened with surprise as she glanced at Xu Wendong. Her eyes flashed with shock, then a charming smile curved at her lips as she said, "So he’s Lin Mo."

"I heard he cracked the relic trial and mastered the Fourth Grade Fragment of the Dark Dragon Roaming Step."

"Such astonishing deeds, even I’ve heard of them."

While speaking, Elder Liu moved gracefully, sensually approaching Xu Wendong.

Her figure swayed like a delicate willow in the wind.

As she reached Xu Wendong, she extended her slender jade fingers, teasingly tracing them over Xu Wendong’s chest. The gentle touch ignited a fire in his belly.

But Xu Wendong was startled, his pupils constricting suddenly.

He immediately circulated the Nine Netherworlds Manual, a surge of yin energy activating and swiftly coursing through his meridians to his eyes.

When he gazed at the woman before him again, the sight left him greatly astonished.

"Damn! This woman..." Xu Wendong inwardly exclaimed.

In his vision, Elder Liu wasn’t some young and beautiful lady, but rather an old woman.

The thick rouge on her face couldn’t hide the marks of time; her skin was loose and covered with wrinkles.

Her seemingly slender hands were actually dried like winter branches, lifeless.

This woman was essentially an old witch!

In an instant, Xu Wendong felt a cold shiver run through his body, an acute disgust filling his heart.

Though he knew the other was employing a Charm Technique to entice him, at this moment, instead of any romantic thoughts, he was overwhelmed with a strong sense of revulsion.

He swiftly retreated half a step, respectfully bowing and saying, "Greetings, Elder Liu."

His voice carried a barely detectable tremble, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

Elder Liu’s eyes flashed with a peculiar color, marveling inwardly at how rarely anyone could resist her Charm Technique. She hadn’t expected such restraint from the young Xu Wendong.

Zhao Ying’er observed Xu Wendong’s reaction, feeling inwardly satisfied, a faint smile playing at her lips.

As expected from the man she favored, his self-control was indeed exceptional.

"Elder Liu, our purpose for this visit is to investigate the seizure of the Nether Crystal Vein. A batch of disciples came earlier, but they didn’t relay any messages back to the sect." Zhao Ying’er said, her expression earnest, with a slight urgency in her voice.

Elder Liu gently nodded, elegantly walking to the bed and sitting down.

She leaned lazily against the headboard, her red lips parting as she spoke softly, "Indeed, a batch of Heavenly Nether Sect disciples came by not long ago. I provided them with some information."

"To my knowledge, the ones who seized the vein are disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect. Currently, those people are at the abyss thirty miles outside the town. If you need the location, I can give it to you."

As Elder Liu spoke, she took a sip of wine from the table.

Her actions were graceful, yet her eyes held a hint of indifference, an expression of detached concern.

Xu Wendong frowned slightly, pondering inwardly. Since this person was an elder of the Heavenly Nether Sect, why was she so uninvolved?

"Thank you, Elder. Please just provide us the address." Zhao Ying’er quickly said, her eyes shining with excitement.

She knew clearly that once they resolved this group, returning to the Heavenly Nether Sect would earn them three thousand points. This task was relatively straightforward.

"Then you should be on your way." Elder Liu smiled faintly, yet her smile carried a hint of depth.

She reached into her bosom, retrieving a map and handing it to Zhao Ying’er.

"But I must warn you, the Fire Lotus Saint Sect has sent one of their top forty disciples this time. That person is strong, and you might not be able to handle them."

"Perhaps you should return to the sect and bring more people to avoid losing your lives." Elder Liu finished speaking, then leaned against the headboard, remaining silent, her eyes carrying a playful glint.

Having conveyed the information, Zhao Ying’er bowed in thanks to Elder Liu once more before turning to lead Xu Wendong out.

Xu Wendong was full of questions, but seeing Zhao Ying’er had already departed, he dared not ask further and quickly followed.

The two, following the route marked on the map, headed straight to their destination.

After their departure, Elder Liu’s face at the Lotus Fragrance Building instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm.

Her eyes flashed with venomous hatred, gritting her teeth as she spoke, "Lin Mo? Humph, you killed my son. Today is the day I avenge my son!"

Thirty miles outside town, a deep abyss resembling an earth fissure stretched before them.

Beneath the abyss lay the Heavenly Nether Sect’s Nether Crystal Vein.

Xu Wendong and Zhao Ying’er carefully maneuvered onward, their bodies agile like two nocturnal Black Panthers weaving through the mountain woods.

Soon, they arrived near a campsite.

In the camp, bonfires blazed fiercely, and the dancing flames illuminated the surroundings in red.

A group of people in red robes moved back and forth, their figures strikingly visible in the firelight.

Judging by their attire and demeanor, it was evident they were disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect.

Disciples of the Fire Lotus Saint Sect were known for favoring red robes, the bright red standing out starkly in the gloomy wilderness, leaving no doubt about their identity.

Within the camp, the bonfire crackled and popped, scattering sparks and illuminating those vigilant young faces around.

"Lin Mo, later when we charge in and deal with these people, we can return to the sect to report." Zhao Ying’er’s eyes gleamed as she excitedly drew her longsword, its blade glinting with icy coldness.

"Not advisable," Xu Wendong shook his head gently, his brow furrowed, his gaze sharp as he focused on the camp’s every move.

"What’s wrong?" Zhao Ying’er looked confused, her eyes filled with bewilderment, not understanding his cautiousness.