Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

"Hmph, only just realized it, haven’t you? Soul Power is useless here. No matter how strong you are, you’re just an ordinary woman!" Xu Wendong sneered.

"You... don’t come over, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Xuan saw Xu Wendong approaching step by step, and she became completely panicked.

In this pale white space, all powers of the Netherworld were restricted from use.

Even if Zhu Xuan possessed a high Cultivation Level, she couldn’t use an ounce, while Xu Wendong still had the power of the Nether Talisman Dao at his disposal.

He walked up to Zhu Xuan, stared at her coldly, and said, "You’d better shut up, or I’ll make sure you know what regret feels like!"

Hearing this, Zhu Xuan’s face was full of fear.

Yet, as a princess, she was naturally extremely proud.

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared to threaten her like this. Encountering Xu Wendong today made her experience the taste of being threatened for the first time.

But then Zhu Xuan regained her composure, glaring at Xu Wendong with a cold gaze.

"Just you wait, once I’m out of here, I’ll have your Heavenly Nether Domain destroyed immediately."

"And you too will die!"

"Not just you, your two female companions will die as well!"

Zhu Xuan spoke gloomily, her pretty face twisted in a grim expression. She didn’t care about the lives of those in the Heavenly Nether Domain, for to her, it was just a small place, easily erased.

Xu Wendong was infuriated upon hearing this.

He was investigating whether there was a secret in this pale white space, vaguely sensing something that teased the nerves, capable of amplifying emotions indefinitely.

Just coincidentally, Zhu Xuan’s words angered him, and he stepped forward and slapped her again.

"Smack!"

Zhu Xuan’s pretty face bore a bright red palm print.

She stood there stunned, not knowing why, but she inexplicably felt a bit of pleasure...

But her anger surged again, and she charged forward to fight Xu Wendong to the death, only for Xu Wendong to easily grab her wrist.

"You... I will definitely kill you!"

Zhu Xuan gritted her silver teeth, swinging her fists to try and teach Xu Wendong a lesson, but she wasn’t a match at all.

At this moment, Xu Wendong was also furious.

"Kill me? Fine!"

Xu Wendong chuckled angrily, "Either way, I’m as good as dead outside, the Heavenly Nether Domain will be gone, so I might as well exact some interest from you!"

With that said, Xu Wendong acted directly.

He reached out and tore Zhu Xuan’s clothes.

In an instant, a large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed, and at this moment, a faint voice echoed in Xu Wendong’s mind.

"Don’t fall for it!"

"This is the Desire Space, don’t let your emotions fluctuate!"

This voice kept reminding Xu Wendong, but unfortunately, he was already affected and couldn’t stop himself at all.

Seeing her clothes torn, Zhu Xuan went completely mad.

Without hesitation, she lunged forward to grapple with Xu Wendong.

Yet Xu Wendong gave her no chance, pinning her beneath him.

For a moment, an odd atmosphere spread, and Zhu Xuan, as a princess of the Da Yin Dynasty, usually high and mighty, had never been treated this way. She didn’t know why but secretly expected Xu Wendong to treat her more violently.

Thus she kept resisting, constantly provoking.

In the pale white space, two shadows tangled continuously.

Gradually, the clothes on Zhu Xuan were gone, leaving only her proud figure, and a thoroughly flushed little face.

Xu Wendong’s eyes flashed, and he suddenly cleared his mind.

The Painting Saint’s voice echoed in his ears.

"You fool, don’t be swayed, this is the Desire Space, designed to manipulate one’s emotions and desires. Once you sink into it, you won’t get out."

"This is the test you must endure. Only by keeping calm can you gain the inheritance."

Throughout history, the Painting Saint was the most outstanding son of heaven in the Netherworld.

There wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen, and naturally, he saw through the mysteries of this space.

At this moment, receiving guidance, Xu Wendong took a deep breath.

"Damn, I almost fell for it. No wonder I couldn’t control myself just now." Xu Wendong curled his lips, looking at the naked Zhu Xuan before him, his eyes nearly popping out.

"What the hell did I just do?"

Xu Wendong’s heart trembled. Did he tear the clothes of the princess of the Da Yin Dynasty?

"You... I will definitely not spare you. Aren’t you trying to make me regret? Come on! As soon as I get out, I will..."

Zhu Xuan was still writhing, and there were some marks on her body, evidently made by Xu Wendong earlier.

"What’s going on here?" Xu Wendong said awkwardly.

"Isn’t it your doing?"

The Painting Saint said with irritation, "The Desire Space maximizes the Seven Emotions and Six Desires of a person, showing their joys, anger, sorrow, and joy to the fullest."

"Of course, in this space, people are forcibly made to release their nature."

Xu Wendong’s eyes flickered, awkwardly staring at Zhu Xuan.

"Could this be the true nature of the princess of the Da Yin Dynasty? Is she a masochist? Why does she get more excited the more she’s hit?"

Just now, Xu Wendong had beaten Zhu Xuan severely, yet this woman, instead of being afraid, was even more excited.

She even taunted Xu Wendong to continue.

"Anyway, don’t be affected, keep your peace, and you can leave this space." The Painting Saint, seeing Xu Wendong sober up, stopped reminding.

He had just used his Divine Soul Power to barely wake Xu Wendong up.

If there were a next time, being a remaining soul himself, he might not be able to do anything.

The Painting Saint gradually subsided, and Xu Wendong also sat down cross-legged.

He only wished to leave this place now.

However, seeing Xu Wendong ignore her, Zhu Xuan immediately got angry.

Zhu Xuan quickly walked up to Xu Wendong, making as if to strike: "Bastard, I will destroy your Sect, and don’t you dare lay a hand on me?"

"Weren’t you going to make me regret it? I haven’t regretted it yet!"

"If you’ve got the guts, kill me today!"

Zhu Xuan said angrily, yet Xu Wendong remained unmoved.

This woman’s true nature erupted, revealing she’s a masochist, enjoying this sort of thing.

Usually cradled in people’s palms, high and mighty, yet this woman secretly longed for someone to conquer her, and Xu Wendong wasn’t eager to be that person.

Seeing Xu Wendong not move, Zhu Xuan was almost frantic.

She gritted her silver teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with a pleading look.

"You’re called Lin Mo, right? I command you now to hit me! Hurry up!" Zhu Xuan demanded harshly, but Xu Wendong just gave her a sidelong glance and threw off his coat over her.

"Put it on, you’ll catch a cold."

Hearing this, Zhu Xuan felt like ants were crawling all over her body. How could Xu Wendong stop halfway?

Weren’t they working well together just now?

"I beg you, hit me."

"I’ve never begged anyone before, can you satisfy this request just this once."

"I won’t destroy the Heavenly Nether Domain, just hit me."

Zhu Xuan’s pleading voice left Xu Wendong flabbergasted.

Who would have thought that the princess of the Da Yin Dynasty would beg him like this?

"Really... are you a pervert?"

Xu Wendong’s mouth twitched, knowing that if he acted now, he’d lose his mental state, and then how would he get out?