Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Xu Wendong was unaware that his fame would spread like wildfire throughout the Heavenly Nether Domain.

However, Xu Wendong was not the only Heavenly Pride in the Heavenly Nether Domain.

A more intense storm of conflict was quietly brewing...

Xu Wendong and Li Jiayin set out on their journey back to the Heavenly Nether Sect.

The Eight Great Elders had already received orders to intercept them midway and then escort them securely to the Sect.

Along the way, numerous forces, like hungry wolves lurking in the shadows, watched secretly, their eyes gleaming with greed and reluctance.

However, as one of the Three Great Forces, the Heavenly Nether Sect was renowned and formidable.

When the Eight Elders personally set out, their powerful aura acted like an invisible barrier, deterring anyone with mischief in mind from making a rash move.

To know, among these Eight Elders, there was a strong practitioner at the Ghost Control Realm whose formidable strength was enough to deter all around them.

The Heavenly Nether Sect.

Within the Sect Master’s Hall, a solemn and majestic atmosphere permeated every inch of the air.

The Sect Master, Li Lingtian, dressed in luxurious robes, sat authoritatively on the high seat, like a sovereign who controlled everything in the world.

Below, the Eight Elders stood steadfastly in their respective positions.

At that moment, the expressions of the Eight Elders varied; some were solemn, some expectant, or anxious, each having heard some rumors about Xu Wendong, harboring thoughts of their own.

Xu Wendong and Li Jiayin stood side by side in the center of the hall, calmly accepting the scrutinizing gazes of everyone present.

”Father, we have returned.” Li Jiayin was the first to break the silence, her voice crisp and firm, carrying a steadiness honed through trials.

Li Lingtian nodded slightly, a subtle smile gracing his face as he spoke, ”Lin Mo, this time you have fortuitously obtained the Painting Saint Carving Knife, a great opportunity indeed.”

”What thoughts do you have regarding this matter?”

As soon as these words were spoken.

It was like a stone being cast into a calm lake; the eyes of the Eight Elders instantly focused on him, filled with attention and inquiry.

The Painting Saint Carving Knife, an unbeatable Supreme Treasure; its mere emergence would be enough to stir great turmoil throughout the entire Netherworld.

Whether the Heavenly Nether Sect’s acquisition of this item would be a blessing or a curse remained uncertain.

Yet without exception, the Eight Elders shared a remarkably unanimous thought: they hoped Xu Wendong would voluntarily hand over the Painting Saint Carving Knife.

Faced with this situation, Xu Wendong slightly narrowed his eyes, a barely detectable glint flashing in his gaze.

He had long considered this, knowing deeply that possessing the Painting Saint Carving Knife meant not only facing external forces eager to seize it but also countless eyes within the Heavenly Nether Sect watching him closely.

After all, having a Supreme Treasure in one’s possession inevitably stirs greed within people’s hearts.

”I was just fortunate to obtain this item. Since I’ve gotten it, I naturally plan to make good use of it.” Xu Wendong’s lips curled up slightly, carrying a confident smile.

”How do you plan to use it?” Second Elder Gu Lingtong impatiently inquired.

His eyes gleamed sharply, his expression faintly anxious, as if waiting for Xu Wendong to provide an answer that would satisfy him.

The rest of the Elders couldn’t help but breathe rapidly, covertly calculating that, should Xu Wendong wisely hand over the Painting Saint Carving Knife, they wouldn’t mind offering him substantial compensation.

”Of course, for my own use.” Xu Wendong chuckled softly, his tone relaxed yet undeniably firm.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze instantly, as if everyone had been cast with an immobilization spell, stunned.

A peculiar color rose in the eyes of the crowd, ranging from surprise, anger, to mostly disbelief.

Gu Lingtong’s expression instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm, ominously black.

He hadn’t expected Xu Wendong to answer this way. In his view, such an important treasure should be handed over to the Sect for proper safeguarding.

”Boy, are you confused?” Gu Lingtong snorted coldly, his voice icy and piercing: ”The Painting Saint Carving Knife is an unrivaled Supreme Treasure. Even though you only obtained a fragment, it contains boundless power.”

”If you use it alone and happen to meet with misfortune, leading to your death, won’t this treasure fall into others’ hands?”

”I thought you were sensible and knew to hand over this item to the Sect. I didn’t expect you to be so selfish and self-indulgent!”

Xu Wendong burst into laughter.

Even Li Jiayin couldn’t help but gently shake her head, showing a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

The Second Elder is being too impatient; exposing such an urgent desire to seize the Painting Saint Carving Knife is plain to see.

”Sect Master, given the gravity of the situation, although the Second Elder’s words may seem overly harsh, his starting point is well-intentioned.”

”The Painting Saint Carving Knife should not be left in the hands of just one disciple.” At this, Elder Xuanlu stepped forward. He ranked seventh and was usually silent, but his words carried weight once spoken.

The other Elders nodded in agreement, voicing their support for Elder Xuanlu’s viewpoint.

Li Lingtian frowned slightly, a hint of disdain flitting through his eyes, for he understood the Elders’ motives quite clearly.

In truth, even he was tempted by the Painting Saint Carving Knife.

But as the Sect Master of the Heavenly Nether Sect, he had his own standards, and he wouldn’t stoop to the level of wrestling a treasure from a disciple.

”Lin Mo, what is your stance?” Li Lingtian looked towards Xu Wendong, his tone carrying a hint of expectation, still hoping to help Xu Wendong safeguard the Painting Saint Carving Knife.

Xu Wendong pondered briefly, then calmly took out the Painting Saint Carving Knife.

Instantly, the gazes of everyone were drawn like a magnet to the seemingly unremarkable little carving knife.

It was this carving knife that contained the terrifying power to become a Nine-grade Treasure, a veritable super weapon.

”Master, I’ve made my stance very clear; I intend to use it myself.” Xu Wendong said, his gaze firm, his tone steady: ”Since this item came to me through a chance opportunity, it belongs to me. Why should I hand it over to others for safekeeping?”

Seeing this, Gu Lingtong was infuriated, his face turning crimson as if about to bleed.

”Boy, do you think you’re something special?” Gu Lingtong glared, rebuking loudly: ”If not for the eight of us escorting you, you’d have died on the way.”

”With this item revealed, countless people are looking to kill you, and you think you can safely return here alive?”

Several Elders also nodded, believing that without their intervention escorting him, Xu Wendong would not have safely returned to the Heavenly Nether Sect, and thus the Painting Saint Carving Knife should be handed over to the Sect.

”Escort?” Xu Wendong laughed coldly.

He scanned the Eight Elders, eyes filled with contempt: ”I left Wu Family City, facing a siege of a thousand. Guess how I survived?”