Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1964 - 1961: A Reward for You

The Eight Great Elders crowded around, their eyes full of helplessness.

"Sect Master, by doing this, you’re directly placing our Heavenly Nether Sect in a dangerous position. Soon everyone will attack us," Gu Lingtong said with a cold face, clearly displeased.

"Indeed, we fear the trouble is coming our way," Elder Xuanlu also sighed repeatedly.

Originally, because of the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, the Heavenly Nether Sect was already the target of many arrows. Now, having forcefully rebuffed all sides, they would only grow more indignant, and it would be a matter of course for them to trip up the Heavenly Nether Sect.

"Hmph, since when has the Heavenly Nether Sect ever feared trouble?"

Li Lingtian snorted coldly, "If we feared trouble, how could the Heavenly Nether Sect have lasted for thousands of years?"

"There’s no need to say more about this. Lin Mo is my disciple, and I will naturally protect him."

The eight elders dared not raise the matter again.

However, Gu Lingtong was still unwilling.

He looked at Xu Wendong and said, "Kid, you said earlier you could protect the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, but now what?"

"If the Sect Master hadn’t helped you fend off the enemies, you would have died here today."

"Giving you the Painting Saint Engraving Blade is like holding onto a time bomb! I think you’d better hand over the Painting Saint Engraving Blade."

The other elders nodded one after another.

They were still thinking about the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, which is a Supreme Treasure, who wouldn’t be tempted?

Xu Wendong frowned. After this incident, he couldn’t not hand it over, but even if he had to, he wouldn’t give it to these eight people.

"Master, I wish to entrust the Painting Saint Engraving Blade to you," Xu Wendong took a deep breath and reached out to reveal the small Painting Saint Engraving Blade in his hand.

The Painting Saint Engraving Blade glimmered faintly in the sunlight as if it contained endless mysterious power.

Li Lingtian looked at the object, a strange glimmer flashed in his eyes.

A Supreme Treasure of the Painting Saint, who wouldn’t want it?

Even he was incredibly moved.

Yet, even so, he was unwilling to seize his disciple’s opportunity.

"Alright, since you have made up your mind, I will accept it," Li Lingtian said with a smile, accepting the item.

With a sudden change in tone, Li Lingtian said, "Last time, you helped me greatly, and I have always been unsure how to reward you."

"So, let this Painting Saint Engraving Blade be your reward."

After he spoke, the eight elders were all stunned.

Their eyes widened, mouths slightly agape, faces filled with astonishment.

Even Li Jiayin was dumbfounded, unexpectedly seeing her father make such a decision.

Xu Wendong’s mouth twitched, quickly understanding Li Lingtian’s intention. This was a covert way to give the Painting Saint Engraving Blade back to him, leaving the eight elders with nothing to criticize.

Who would dare refuse a reward from the Sect Master?

"Sect Master..." Gu Lingtong wanted to say something, but Li Lingtian shot him a cold look.

"Second Elder, the opening of the Nether Ruins is imminent, and there are many affairs in the sect. I hope you prioritize the greater good and do not cause more trouble," Li Lingtian’s voice was cold and authoritative, with a hint of warning.

This warning silenced Gu Lingtong.

He lowered his head, unwillingness flashing in his eyes, yet he dared not confront Li Lingtian further!

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The various forces surged towards the Heavenly Nether Sect in a mighty display, like storm clouds bearing down on the city, full of aggression.

However, under Li Lingtian’s strong protection of his disciple, they could only leave without results in the end.

This incident was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousand-layered waves within the Heavenly Nether Domain, causing an uproar.

The name of Xu Wendong also soared to fame in this stroke.

Many people quickly formed a deep impression of him.

The news spread like it had grown wings, even reaching the Nether City Lin Family, who heard of Xu Wendong’s deeds.

Consequently, the Lin Family also garnered a lot of attention.

However, this was not necessarily a good thing.

Xu Wendong held the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, a Supreme Treasure that shone too brightly, drawing countless people to covet it.

If he appeared alone in the future, he would undoubtedly be watched by many greedy eyes, secretly plotting against him.

Even around the Lin Family, some suspicious figures began to appear quietly.

They were stealthy, like venomous snakes hidden in the dark, always watching the Lin Family’s every move.

If given the chance, they would undoubtedly seize Lin Family members to threaten Xu Wendong, aiming to wrest the Painting Saint Engraving Blade from him.

Xu Wendong was unaware of such a hazardous and lurking situation.

At the moment, he was single-mindedly cultivating on the Sect Master Peak, dedicating all his energy to studying the Painting Saint Engraving Blade.

In a secret chamber, it was silent and dim, with only a few weak rays of light squeezing through the cracks in the walls.

Xu Wendong sat cross-legged, posture straight as a pine, with the Nine Netherworlds Manual slowly circulating within him, one circulation after another.

As the cultivation technique operated, the soul power on him thickened, seeming like a faint halo enveloping him.

The small beast that always accompanied him peeked out of its small nest.

Its eyes were round and curious, glancing around before finding a comfortable spot beside Xu Wendong and starting to cultivate as well.

"Eep!" A crisp chirp broke the chamber’s silence.

This small beast’s feathers were remarkably vibrant, fiery red like burning flames, each feather seemingly adorned with peculiar flame patterns, glimmering with mysterious brilliance in the dim chamber.

While Xu Wendong cultivated, Nether Fire continually emerged from his body.

The nether fire was eerily blue, emanating a chilling aura.

If others saw it, they would definitely get scared and keep their distance.

This nether fire was a symbol of extreme Yin Energy, and once touched, it would cling like maggots on bones, instantly eradicating all vitality.

Yet, the small beast appeared unafraid, instead luxuriating in the fire, completely unaffected as though the nether fire was the world’s most comforting warmth for it.

Xu Wendong was startled by this as well, secretly speculating about the small beast’s origins, which seemed rather extraordinary.

Xu Wendong slowly extended his hand, picking up the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, and focused intently on observing it.

The Painting Saint Engraving Blade was heavy in his hand, with a blade that looked ancient and mysterious.

"This thing, as the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, should have significant uses, right?" Xu Wendong recalled the time it was used to inscribe hundreds of Netherworld Talismans, and its effect was surprisingly good.

As long as this item was used to inscribe a Netherworld Talisman, regardless of the talisman’s original grade, its quality would improve, a fact that greatly intrigued Xu Wendong.

During this time, he had eagerly searched for many ancient texts about Nether Talisman Masters in the Scripture Hall of the Heavenly Nether Sect.

There were also Nether Talisman Masters within the Heavenly Nether Sect, including a Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master, Eighth Elder Qi Lechun.

This person was exceptionally skilled in inscribing Netherworld Talismans and most wanted to obtain the Painting Saint Engraving Blade.

However, Sect Master Li Lingtian ordered that no one should covet Xu Wendong’s Painting Saint Engraving Blade.

As Xu Wendong was fully focused on observing the Painting Saint Engraving Blade.

Suddenly, a gray light flashed across the blade like lightning.

Xu Wendong’s gaze sharpened, flashing with a sharp and different light.

He reacted quickly, immediately pointing a finger, and a soul power like a sharp arrow struck directly at the gray light.

In an instant.

He felt as if his Divine Soul was forcibly pulled out by a powerful force, uncontrollably entering the fragment of the Painting Saint Engraving Blade...