Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1701 - 1698: Come Out and Face Me

Xu Wendong looked indifferent, as if overlooking an ant, and casually said, "Just someone who’s going to die, why bother knowing who I am?"

His tone was so calm, as if he were merely recounting an insignificant trivia, yet it carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one’s spine.

As he finished speaking, the aura around him suddenly changed, like a dormant Primordial Behemoth abruptly awakening.

In an instant.

A torrent of Soul Force exploded out like a Demon breaking free from its chains, roaring forth like a massive wave that covered the sky, carrying a menacing aura of destruction, surging and raging.

Under the terrified gazes of the crowd, as if witnessing the end-times Heavenly Tribulation, this power swept towards Master Wudao and his entourage like a Primordial Beast with a wide-open maw.

In just a moment, Master Wudao and his followers, who were foolishly trying to stop him like mantises, all turned pale, as if their souls had been extracted.

Immediately after, their bodies seemed to suffer a fatal blow, all vomiting blood violently, the blood mist blooming like and then withering like a crimson firework, beautifully tragic.

Then, their bodies were thrown mercilessly like marionettes with their strings cut, flying uncontrollably backwards, tracing arcs of despair in the air.

Simultaneously, the screams from their mouths were like the wails of Evil Ghosts from the Nine Netherworlds, piercing the eardrums of those around.

And their bodies, like ice under the scorching sun, melted and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, vanishing completely between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

As if they never existed, leaving only lingering waves of Spiritual Power in the air that seemed to carry the aura of death, a testament to the breathtaking destruction just rendered.

Xu Wendong stood with hands behind his back, as if all this were nothing more than a trivial farce, his figure appearing increasingly grand and mysterious, like a Divine presence transcending the mortal world, making others too awed to look directly.

Zhang Nian stood to the side, the worship in his eyes approaching fervor: "Master, what exactly is your Cultivation Realm? Why is your power so formidable?"

Xu Wendong shook his head with a wry smile: "Is this considered powerful?"

Zhang Nian pouted: "An intention can turn Nascent Soul Stage Experts to dust, isn’t that strong?"

Xu Wendong’s lips parted slightly, just about to speak when his expression suddenly tensed, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if he sharply sensed an unusual presence hidden in the dark.

Next, his gaze like electricity, he suddenly turned his head, his sharp eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness, directly stabbing into the secluded alley beside, coldly shouted: "Since you’re here, come on out, I detest people spying on me from the shadows!"

The icy voice broke the silence around, exploding with an indisputable authority, like an Emperor decreeing an edict, making the air seem to congeal a little.

The silence was instantly shattered, and in the alley, a flurry of urgent footsteps sounded like startled birds taking flight.

In a blink, a group of cultivators appeared, their expressions flustered, hurriedly jogging forward.

They all looked panicked, like children accidentally wandering into the Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave, their eyes full of awe and trepidation.

Xu Wendong’s gaze was like a torch, with just a cursory glance, he took them all in.

Count them carefully, there were over twenty people.

Looking at their cultivation levels, most were at Golden Core Stage Initial and Golden Core Middle Stage, their Spiritual Power fluctuations like faint candlelight, truly insignificant in front of a strong expert like him.

Looking at their clothes, donned in modern attire, various styles, exuding a worldly feel, they were obviously Loose Cultivators venturing alone in this world without any sect or affiliation.

"Greetings, senior!"

At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard took a step forward, his face filled with respect like a devout pilgrim, leading the group in bowing ceremoniously.

His back bent, his movements extremely humble, not daring to slacken in the slightest, seemingly afraid that a single misstep would provoke this god-like existence before him.

The others followed suit, bowing their heads as if waiting for inspection like soldiers, the atmosphere was so silent it seemed one could hear the heartbeat.

Xu Wendong: "Why were you lurking in the shadows spying?"

The old man nervously swallowed, suppressed his fear, and said: "Please calm down, senior, we were not intentionally spying, it’s just... the battle before was too intense, we sensed Master Wudao’s aura, so we came to investigate!"

Zhang Nian asked skeptically, "Are you with Master Wudao?"

"No, no, no!" The old man was full of anxiety: "We...Master Wudao has been our backing, we have always lived under his protection."

Hearing this, a curious expression flashed across Xu Wendong’s face: "Since Master Wudao is your protector, why didn’t you intervene when I was killing him? Instead, you just watched as he died by my hand?"

A middle-aged man sighed helplessly and looked nervously at Xu Wendong: "To be honest, senior, we didn’t want Master Wudao as our protector either."

"But living on these lands leaves us no choice. If we don’t offer him some monetary tribute, even if he doesn’t protect us, we would face harassment from other powerful figures and could even be killed mercilessly!"

The old man at the front shivered slightly, his eyes full of supplication, murmured: "Senior, to tell the truth, we are all Loose Cultivators from the Qingyuan Cultivation Realm."

"In the past, though Master Wudao’s methods were ruthless, as the overlord of this area, he maintained some peace. By affiliating with him and paying a token tribute, we could barely get by in the Cultivation World."

"But now that Master Wudao has met his end, his power crumbles, and Qingyuan Cultivation Realm has plunged into chaos."

"If the outside world learns of this, surely they will extend their claws into the Qingyuan City Cultivation World, to divide the territory, expand their power. We Loose Cultivators would then be like duckweed in the storm, living precariously."

"Having the fortune to witness your divine might today, knowing your power is Transcendent to Saint, you are truly our lifeline."

"Therefore, we implore you, senior, to have mercy, take us in and offer us some shelter. We are willing to work like oxen or horses, risking our lives without hesitation!"

Having said this, the old man directly knelt on the ground, his forehead almost touching the ground, the other cultivators followed suit, all exclaiming in unison, "We implore your protection, senior!"

Xu Wendong narrowed his eyes slightly, not expecting that killing Master Wudao would trigger such a chain reaction.

Apart from him, Zhang Nian gently tugged at his sleeve, whispering, "Master, they are so pitiful, please be kind and help them!"

Xu Wendong glanced down at her, seeing the kindness and compassion in her eyes, was slightly stirred.

Looking at the group of Loose Cultivators, Xu Wendong finally nodded slowly, his voice still cold but now with a hint of resolution: "Since this is so, today I shall agree to this matter."

"But just to make it clear, those who join me must abide by my rules, violators will definitely not be spared!"