Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Zhang Nian took a deep breath, concentrated, and attempted to gather the cold energy in her body to her dantian.

Guided by her thoughts, the cold energy surged through the meridians like a raging tide.

She saw the cold energy around her become increasingly intense, the surrounding air seemingly distorted by an invisible force, forming a vortex-like airflow.

The spiritual energy rapidly rotated within the vortex, intertwining with the cold energy, emitting a faint glow.

When the cold energy reached the intersection of the meridians, Zhang Nian felt a sharp pain, as if countless needles were piercing her meridians.

She clenched her teeth, paused the cold energy, and then charged toward the intersection of the meridians with all her might.

In that instant.

A heart-wrenching pain swept over her, almost causing her to cry out.

She felt as if her body was being torn apart, the pain reaching deep into her soul.

Thankfully, the pain quickly subsided.

This allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted to Zhang Nian’s body.

They surrounded Zhang Nian, forming a transparent energy shield.

Inside the energy shield, the cold energy continued to flow through her meridians.

Zhang Nian could feel the cold energy’s power constantly increasing, as if driven by a powerful force.

As the cold energy continued to gather, a faint blue light began to emanate from Zhang Nian’s dantian.

Zhang Nian continued to guide the cold energy, allowing it to rotate and condense within her dantian.

She could clearly feel the cold energy’s power continuously increasing, as if a strong energy was impacting her dantian.

Finally, the cold energy condensed into an ice orb within her dantian.

The ice orb emitted a chilling aura, as if freezing the surrounding air.

The ice orb also continued to rotate within Zhang Nian’s dantian, emitting a powerful energy.

This energy not only spread throughout her body but also had a wondrous effect on her body.

As the ice orb rotated, Zhang Nian’s body gradually became enveloped in a faint ice-blue glow.

This glow fluctuated like water ripples, giving her a transcendent and otherworldly aura.

Her skin became more delicate, exhibiting a translucent texture, as if carved from ice.

Her lively eyes also deepened, seeming to perceive all things in the world.

Her eyes flickered with an ice-blue glow, revealing a mysterious and powerful aura.

She exuded an elegant demeanor, with a unique charm in every move.

Her hair became more smooth, resembling flowing ice silk under the ice-blue glow.

”Have I succeeded?” Zhang Nian’s lips slightly curved, revealing a charming smile.

At this moment, she seemed like an ice fairy, exuding a cold and mysterious aura.

”Be confident, you’ve already succeeded!”

Xu Wendong snapped out of his shock, involuntarily swallowing, despite having been through many major events, his mind was not at ease!

After all, considering the time, he had only known Zhang Nian for a day.

Before they met, she was just an ordinary person.

And now.

She transformed into a Golden Core Stage expert.

Condensing a core in a day is unprecedented in the cultivation world.

Although her one-day core formation involved dual cultivation with him.

But it also shows how extraordinary the Chaos Cold Ice Body is.

Zhang Nian looked out the window in surprise, exclaiming, ”Oh, it’s dark already? Why do I feel like only a short while has passed?”

Xu Wendong chuckled, saying, ”That’s normal, especially as your cultivation level increases, a single meditation retreat can last months, even years.”

Zhang Nian responded with an ”oh,” and eagerly asked, ”Is my strength very powerful now? Can I punch out several cultivators of the same level?”

”Uh...”

Xu Wendong said awkwardly, ”Your talent is high, and you have the capability to surpass levels in defeating enemies, but you’ve just stepped onto the path of cultivation, your mindset is still immature, as for how many you can fight, I am not very sure.”

”Xu Wendong, come out and meet your death!”

Suddenly.

A thunderous roar came from the street outside the Mystic Spirit Pavilion.

Hearing the commotion outside, Xu Wendong frowned, then looked out the window.

He saw an old man standing quietly in the night.

His posture was tall and straight, his waist rigid, wearing a green long robe that draped naturally, its texture delicate and ancient, swaying gently in the breeze, as if narrating the passage of time.

His face was thin, with high cheekbones, a pair of piercing eyes set deeply, his gaze sharp, as if able to perceive all beneath the heavens.

With a high nose bridge, thin and firm lips, the distinct lines at the corners of his mouth slightly arched, exuding a majesty that demanded respect.

The elder’s hair was all white, combed neatly back, strands of silver gleaming under the moonlight.

He stood there, emanating a calm yet powerful aura, like a towering mountain, giving an oppressive feeling of immovability.

The air around him seemed frozen under his presence, conveying an intangible force.

He possessed the aura only feasible for a Nascent Soul stage expert.

Besides.

Five Golden Core Peak experts followed behind him, each exuding a robust presence.

These five stood in a row, all strong and sturdy, with extraordinary momentum.

The leading middle-aged man was tall and imposing, with a square face and large mouth, his sword-like brows angled sharply, a piercing glow in his eyes.

He wore a black tight outfit, the fitted belt highlighting his solid waist and abdomen, holding a longsword that glimmered coldly under the moonlight.

The second man’s build was lean, with a stern and cold face, his thin lips tightly shut. He wore a dark gray robe, with intricate embroidery at the collar, elegant and refined. His eyes expressed cold arrogance, as if dismissing all things beneath the heavens.

The third man was of medium build, broad and sturdy. His face was dark, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, exuding earnest simplicity. He wore a brown coarse cloth, sleeves rolled up, revealing solid arms.

The fourth was a tall woman, coldly beautiful, with a cunning glint in her eyes.

She wore a white robe, with a golden belt embedded with a faintly glowing gemstone.

Her lips slightly curled, as if smiling, making her thoughts elusive.

The fifth man’s gaze was keen, with a serious expression.

His facial features were well-defined, with high cheekbones, lips shut tight.

He wore a dark blue long robe, intricate patterns adorned the collar. Hands clasped behind his back, posture direct, giving a composed and reserved aura.

Seeing this group, Zhang Nian cautiously asked, ”What are these people here for?”