Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

At this moment,

a young man from a secular family walked up slowly, his face full of smiles.

With confidence, he threw out a storage bag and said, ”One million Nether Crystals, I want these ten Lingyun Haoqi Pills.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ying’er, Lin Yin, and the other women present all turned their gaze towards him.

”It’s actually Young Master Liu from Black Light City’s Liu Family!” Liu Chun’er exclaimed with joy, her face immediately adorned with a fawning smile as she coquettishly approached him.

Zhao Ying’er’s and Lin Yin’s expressions turned sullen instantly, clearly recognizing this person’s identity.

”Who is he?” Xu Wendong asked curiously, unable to resist.

”His name is Liu Hao, the eldest young master of the Liu Family in Black Light City, his status is quite extraordinary,” Lin Yin patiently explained, ”I didn’t expect to encounter him here, he also seems to be a disciple of the Heavenly Nether Sect.”

”Black Light City?” Xu Wendong murmured, quickly searching his mind for memories about this city.

He recalled that, like Netherworld City, Black Light City once had Three Great Families standing tall.

However, later the Liu Family rose to prominence, after a fierce struggle, they successfully annihilated the other two families, establishing themselves as the sole dominant force.

Thus, the strength of the Liu Family far surpassed that of Netherworld City’s Three Great Families, it could even be said that the Allied Three Families might not be a match for the Liu Family.

Moreover, the Liu Family’s wealth is astounding, making many reluctant to provoke them lightly.

”Ladies, why bother arguing over such a person? He’s fallen to the point of needing Lingyun Haoqi Pills, he probably long lost the basic abilities of a man, right?” Liu Hao laughed, his words filled with disdain and sarcasm.

Upon this remark,

Xu Wendong’s expression darkened instantly, he strode forward without hesitation, raising his hand to slap Liu Hao.

”Slap!” A crisp and resounding slap echoed like a thunderclap across the third floor of Netherworld Pavilion.

Xu Wendong’s slap carried full force, landing hard on Liu Hao’s face.

Liu Hao was caught off guard, feeling as if pushed by a tremendous force, spinning thrice on the spot.

This sudden change left all the disciples from secular families on the third floor stunned like wooden chickens.

They stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief, mouths agape wide enough to fit an egg.

”He just... slapped Young Master Liu?”

”Is he insane? Who is he, so bold?”

”Does he not know Young Master Liu’s identity?”

The crowd murmured, exchanging whispers of shock and doubt.

Even Zhao Ying’er and Lin Yin were equally surprised, mouths agape, but quickly their expressions turned grim.

After all, Liu Hao had just humiliated Xu Wendong, with whom they’ve close ties, naturally making them displeased.

”Who the hell do you think you are here?” Xu Wendong sneered coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

His gaze piercingly assessed Liu Hao’s cultivation level—Fifth Level of Soul Transformation Realm, the same as his.

With such little strength, he dares show off and boast before him? Simply self-overrating.

”You... you dare hit me?” Liu Hao clutched his swollen face, dizzy from the slap, taking a while to recover.

A strong wave of anger surged on his face; being the eldest young master of the Liu Family, usually admired by many, he’s never suffered such humiliation.

”And what if I hit you?” Xu Wendong replied coldly, fearlessly, ”Don’t expect an ivory from a dog’s mouth, if you dare speak wildly again, I’ll hit just the same.”

”Lin Mo, don’t bother with him, he doesn’t know your capabilities,” Lin Yin gazed affectionately at Xu Wendong, speaking softly.

In her heart, Xu Wendong’s abilities far exceed others, especially in affairs between men and women, leaving her deeply impressed.

Recalling the intimate moments in the private room with Xu Wendong, Lin Yin’s cheeks slightly redden, a feeling of warmth surges within, her heart races.

”Exactly,” Zhao Ying’er echoed, also showing disdainful emotion.

Liu Hao seethed, his mouth twitching; he, the esteemed young master of Liu Family and direct disciple of Heavenly Nether Sect’s Fourth Elder, basked in glory wherever he went.

Yet today, he suffered such disgrace in Netherworld City before many secular disciples; how could he swallow this rage?

”You’re courting death!” Liu Hao roared, like an angry lion, immediately striking.

Soul power gushes from him like a tumultuous tide, a gray-brown sinister wind materialized in his hand.

This sinister wind carried immense strength, like a sharp blade, rushing fiercely towards Xu Wendong at incredible speed, astonishing all.

Lin Yin and Zhao Ying’er intended to intervene, but Xu Wendong acted quicker.

He darted like black lightning, kicking swiftly with target on Liu Hao’s abdomen.

”Bang!” A deep thud resonated, as heavy as a stone crashing to the ground.

Liu Hao’s body soared like a kite with severed strings, falling heavily, landing disgracefully facedown.

”Gasp...” The surrounding crowd collectively inhaled sharply.

Everyone was overwhelmed with shock.

Liu Hao, being a Fifth Level Soul Transformation Realm cultivator, held considerable strength among the young, and was the direct disciple of the Heavenly Nether Sect’s Fourth Elder. How was he defeated by Xu Wendong so easily?

Battered and humiliated, Liu Hao lifted his head, eyes ablaze with murderous intent, snarling ferociously, ”You brat, today I’ll slaughter you!”

As soon as he spoke, a robust aura surged from his body.

An elder wearing a gray robe suddenly appeared beside Liu Hao.

This elder’s face was furrowed with age, hair as white as snow.

He emitted a formidable presence, like a towering mountain, crashing towards Xu Wendong.

The overwhelming aura made everyone feel their divine souls tremble, as if their souls would be crushed by the force.

”A Tongyou Realm expert?!” Zhao Ying’er’s face turned pale instantly, her voice carrying terror.

Silently lamenting, she never imagined such a powerful protector beside Liu Hao.

Lin Yin’s heart sank sharply.

Though she was at the Ninth Level of Soul Transformation Realm, her strength within the Lin Family was certainly formidable.

Yet, before a Tongyou Realm expert, she was utterly outmatched.

”Humph, daring to hurt the Liu Family’s young master, boy you’re tired of living.” The elder snorted coldly, his voice booming like a bell, laden with boundless dignity.

With that, he stretched out a withered hand, like an iron claw, fiercely grasping towards Xu Wendong.