Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

”We are all disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect, brother, why bother with some trivial things? I originally wanted to buy a few sheets of Fourth-grade Talisman Paper from you, but due to a lack of clarity, a misunderstanding occurred.”

”I absolutely had no intention to smear the Nether Talisman Dao or insult you, brother.” Xu Wendong’s attitude was sincere.

Such actions completely won Zhou Ran over.

His admiration for Xu Wendong, like the mighty river waters, was endless.

”Junior Brother, it was I who acted impulsively just now; I cannot take your money for those Talisman Papers, just take them!” Zhou Ran agreed wholeheartedly, his eyes filled with genuine gratitude.

Seeing this, Xu Wendong was about to decline when Li Jiayin, like a graceful butterfly, elegantly stepped forward.

”Junior Brother, just accept them.”

”Zhou Ran is not in need of this Nether Crystal; as long as the misunderstanding is resolved, that’s what’s important.” Li Jiayin’s voice was clear and pleasant, like a mountain stream flowing through everyone’s hearts.

Xu Wendong said nothing further and reached out to take the three sheets of Fourth-grade Talisman Paper.

He knew these Talisman Papers would be of great use to him, perhaps becoming his right-hand aide in the upcoming crisis.

”You...you...” Liu Hao, witnessing this scene, trembled in anger.

His eyes were so wide they seemed about to drop out, as he looked at Xu Wendong and Zhou Ran as though seeing two monsters.

He originally planned to sow discord, making Xu Wendong offend Zhou Ran, so that during the selection competition, Xu Wendong would fall into a predicament, surrounded on all sides.

Thus, Xu Wendong’s participation in the Nether Ruins journey would be nearly impossible.

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking completely fell through.

Xu Wendong managed to cleverly resolve the conflict with Zhou Ran, leaving Liu Hao extremely frustrated and furious.

”Hmph! This person’s intentions are crooked; I almost fell for his trick!” Zhou Ran coldly snorted and said, his voice filled with disgust and regret.

Recalling carefully, it seemed Liu Hao had been inciting on the side, adding fuel to the fire, almost making the misunderstanding between him and Xu Wendong escalate to irreparable levels.

”Brother, keep your temper in check.” Xu Wendong’s lips curved into a confident smile, and he chuckled, ”The crowd here is large and observant; if we kill him, punishment will surely ensue.”

”It seems appropriate for us to help the Fourth Elder discipline his disciple!” Xu Wendong’s voice had a hint of mockery; then, with a swift and forceful motion, he kicked Liu Hao in the stomach.

With a loud ”bang”, the sound was muffled yet resonant.

Liu Hao flew like a struck ball, tracing an arc in the air, landing at Zhou Ran’s feet.

”Haha, Junior Brother is right; it’s proper to discipline him well.” Zhou Ran laughed heartily, his laughter loud and freeing, as though releasing all his accumulated vexation.

He instantly understood Xu Wendong’s intention; the two exchanged knowing smiles, their eyes filled with tacit understanding.

The surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Nether Sect all displayed expressions of compassion, looking at Liu Hao with ridicule for his self-inflicted consequences, yet some sympathy.

Xu Wendong and Zhou Ran teamed up, giving Liu Hao no respite.

In just a moment, Liu Hao’s body was severely battered, as if completely transformed, turning purple-blue all over.

His face was filled with pain, emitting faint groans from his mouth.

These injuries, even if treated, would still confine him to bed for half a year!

After dealing with Liu Hao, Xu Wendong saluted Zhou Ran and immediately turned to leave.

Seeing this, Li Jiayin promptly followed like a little tail, her eyes filled with admiration and reliance.

”Junior Brother, is there anything else you need?” Li Jiayin softly asked, her voice gentle and concerned.

”Treasure Street has many novel items which might be of use to you!”

Tomorrow is the selection competition, and Duan Yuan has already openly indicated he’ll target Xu Wendong.

Moreover, Xu Wendong recently offended the second-ranked Wu Tianxiong.

Thus seen, tomorrow’s selection competition will be incredibly challenging for Xu Wendong, as if surrounded by thorns, with danger in every step.

”There’s no need for anything else, just waiting for the selection competition tomorrow.” Xu Wendong shook his head, his eyes revealing resolve and confidence.

He had obtained three sheets of Fourth-grade Talisman Paper; tonight, relying on his skill, he could produce three Fourth-grade Nether Talismans!

He believed these Nether Talismans would become his effective weapons in the selection competition.

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After Xu Wendong and Li Jiayin left, Treasure Street gradually returned to its usual state.

Stall owners continued enthusiastically touting their wares, customers wandered among the stalls, with haggling voices and laughter mingling together.

Zhou Ran remained selling Nether Talismans at his booth, though his mood had greatly improved compared to earlier, clearing away the previous gloom.

Just then, a white shadow arrived at the booth like a phantom.

Seeing it instinctively, Zhou Ran’s face tensed, and he stood up respectfully, cupping his hands, ”Master.”

The visitor was none other than the Eighth Elder of the Heavenly Nether Sect, Qi Lechun.

His white hair was like frost, gently fluttering in the breeze, his face ruddy like a ripe apple, seeming quite reminiscent of an immortal demeanor.

However, his visage was stern, like winter’s frost, his cold gaze focused on Zhou Ran as if to see through him.

”Just now I sensed a powerful thunder energy emanating, seemingly from a Nether Talisman; are you messing around?” Qi Lechun’s voice was deep and authoritative, his eyes revealing a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction.

”Master, I’m innocent!” Zhou Ran hurriedly recounted the events that transpired earlier, step by step.

Hearing this, Qi Lechun’s initially stern face immediately gleamed, like two bright stars suddenly shining in the night sky.

”Are you saying Lin Mo can simultaneously inscribe ten Third-grade Nether Talismans? And completed in mere moments?” Qi Lechun was incredulous, his voice filled with shock and doubt.

Even he, a Fourth-grade Nether Talisman Master with profound knowledge in the Nether Talisman Dao, couldn’t manage multitasking by inscribing ten Third-grade Nether Talismans simultaneously!

To him, this was simply beyond belief.

”Indeed, furthermore Lin Mo seemed at ease while inscribing without using the Painting Saint Carving Knife.” Zhou Ran sighed, his voice filled with helplessness and lamentation.

He had assumed himself a genius in the Nether Talisman Dao, unrivaled among the young generation.

Upon meeting Xu Wendong today, he finally understood what it meant by mountains beyond mountains, people beyond people.

”Swish!”

Qi Lechun’s figure dashed like lightning across the night sky, rapidly disappearing, leaving Zhou Ran dumbfounded alone on the spot.

”Master intends to accept an apprentice...but the person is already the Sect Master’s direct disciple, how could they become ours?”

Zhou Ran smirked bitterly, his smile filled with self-mockery and helplessness.

He faintly sensed Xu Wendong might not just be a Third-grade Nether Talisman Master; he might be Fourth-grade...or even higher!