Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 2123 - 2120: Frog in the Well

The Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master is already a height difficult for ordinary people to reach, and the Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master is even rarer.

In the vast Da Yin Dynasty, Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Masters can still be listed, but Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Masters are few and far between.

Every time they appear, they draw various forces like magnets. Whether it’s the powerful secular families or the exalted imperial relatives, they must treat them with courtesy.

After all, the talismans casually summoned by a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master contain destructive power, and if anyone dares to provoke them, hundreds of Netherworld Talismans will rain down, which no one can withstand.

Elder Shan looked at the young boy in front of him, a flash of awkwardness from the rejection quickly passed.

He gently stroked the token at his waist, engraved with ancient runes, thinking to himself this was just a child from an inexperienced area; once he knows my identity, he will naturally change his mind.

After Qi Lechun’s introduction, surely this boy should understand the stakes now?

"How about it? Are you willing to become my disciple?" Elder Shan’s eyes were like torches, carrying a sense of inevitable determination.

The surrounding people’s gaze collectively focused on Xu Wendong, and it seemed as if everyone was holding their breath.

To join the ranks of a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master, this is a coveted opportunity to leap into the dragons’ gate, one that they wish they could accept on Xu Wendong’s behalf.

Xu Wendong lowered his eyes in thought, and after a moment, he raised them, his gaze clear and firm: "Sorry, I already have a Master."

These words threw a giant stone into a calm lake, stirring up waves.

The smile on Elder Shan’s face froze, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, obviously surprised that this guy actually refused his proposal!

After all, in a world with numerous people wanting to apprentice under him, he barely pays attention to them!

Qi Lechun awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth, wishing he could find a seam to hide in, he felt sorry for Xu Wendong from the bottom of his heart!

Zhou Kuang laughed loudly, the laughter full of ridicule: "What a clueless country bumpkin, you will surely regret this decision someday!"

Xu Wendong’s refusal was so straightforward, naturally, he had his reasons.

Others didn’t know, he secretly harbored the remnant soul of the origin of Netherworld Talismans—the Painting Saint.

In this world, who is more qualified to be his teacher than the Painting Saint?

"Did you not hear?" Zhou Kuang stepped forward, full of disdain: "Elder Shan is one of our Nether Talisman Hall’s Ten Great Elders. Refusing him means missing a chance to ascend to the heavens in one step."

"Truly a frog in the well, unaware of the world, probably doesn’t even know what a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master signifies!"

The people around nodded in agreement.

They knew that while a Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master might climb up with talent and effort, a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master is almost an insurmountable chasm without guidance from a master.

The uniqueness of the Nether Talisman Master profession lies in the fact that the source of all Netherworld Talismans comes from the Painting Saint, and high-level Netherworld Talismans and precious Talisman Paper are tightly held by high-level Nether Talisman Masters, acquiring them is like trying to ascend to heaven.

Only by joining the ranks of a Fifth Grade Nether Talisman Master can one have the chance to contact a Fifth Grade Netherworld Talisman and step into the Fifth Grade Realm.

But Xu Wendong didn’t care.

Even if he understood the intricacies, what of it?

He stood behind the Painting Saint, and not to mention Fifth Grade Netherworld Talismans, even higher-level ones, what difficulty would there really be?

"Apologies." Xu Wendong cupped his hands in salute, his attitude resolute.

Although Elder Shan felt displeased, his long-standing cultivation prevented him from erupting, instead just handing over an antiquated token: "Since the young friend is unwilling, this old man won’t force it either."

"This token is still yours, and you can enter our Nether Talisman Hall anytime you wish and also join my ranks at any time."

"Additionally, your Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master’s robes will be issued soon." With that, he swept his sleeves and left, followed by the crowd of dignitaries.

Watching Elder Shan’s departing figure, the crowd sighed, Qi Lechun especially, his face full of regretful admonishment: "Xiao Xu, do you know what you refused? Miss this chance and you may never have another."

Xu Wendong remained calm, as if he hadn’t refused a massive opportunity but just a trivial matter.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Wu looked at him with both envy and contempt, thinking this boy surely doesn’t recognize the heights of the skies.

"If I don’t apprentice him, do I have no other paths in the future?" Xu Wendong murmured, fingertips unconsciously brushing the spot where the Painting Saint’s remnant soul lay.

Can Elder Shan be stronger than the Painting Saint? Who is the real frog in the well, time will tell.

"Hmph, clueless." Zhou Kuang snorted coldly, filled with disdain.

Just then, another large door covered with mysterious runes slowly opened, and Jiang Manyu gracefully walked out.

Her face filled with joy, the green light shining on the door behind her showed she had passed the Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master exam smoothly.

"I passed." Jiang Manyu raised her chin, full of pride.

But when she saw everyone looking at Xu Wendong with resignation, she chuckled: "So, you didn’t pass, huh? But you’re lucky just to make it out alive."

"Considering your examiner was Zhou Kuang, who has some enmity with Steward Qi and you are Steward Qi’s person, it’s natural to be sabotaged."

She didn’t know what had happened earlier, obliviously comforting Qi Lechun: "Steward Qi, don’t worry so much, maybe this boy can pass in another place next time."

She hadn’t noticed that people’s gaze on her were filled with complexity.

Zhao Wen and Zhao Wu exchanged a look, plucking up the courage to speak: "Man Yu Senior, Xu Wendong just passed the exam."

"What?" Jiang Manyu looked shocked.

Since he passed, why does everyone wear such expressions?

Then it dawned on her—Xu Wendong actually passed the exam, and faster than her?

"How long did it take you to pass the exam? What level of Netherworld Talisman did you draw?" Jiang Manyu asked urgently.

"It took... the blink of an eye, I drew the Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Flowing Rock Armor Talisman." Xu Wendong replied calmly.

"Flowing Rock Armor Talisman?" Jiang Manyu’s eyes widened.

This belongs to a high difficulty in Fourth Grade Nether Talismans; she had drawn it cautiously, fearing mistakes—yet this young boy not only chose this talisman but passed the exam so swiftly.

A surge of indescribable dissatisfaction filled Jiang Manyu’s heart, as she sneered: "How long is the blink of an eye, did you just casually sketch it and it’s done? Are you kidding me?"

Xu Wendong was indifferent to respond, as the robe envoy approached with a brand new Fourth Grade Nether Talisman Master’s robe.

He received the robe and turned to leave.

"Hey, why aren’t you acknowledging me?" Jiang Manyu stomped her foot angrily, looking at Xu Wendong’s back, filled with defiance.

This unknown boy, where did he come from, what gives him such arrogance?