Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1610 - 1607: Forced Dual Cultivation

The Blood Princess lay powerless on the chaotic, debris-strewn ground mixed with pools of blood. Her once radiant beauty was now replaced by a pallor as white as paper, only her beautiful eyes still shimmering with emotion, like a dust-covered Bright Pearl, revealing a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness.

Just as her consciousness became increasingly muddled and she believed her end was near, she saw Xu Wendong appear like a divine weapon sent from heaven, carrying an aura of steadfastness and mystery.

At the sight of his shadow, the Blood Princess’s dim eyes seemed to be lit like a candle flame, a faint smile spreading across her lips.

That smile was akin to the first spring breeze breaking through the ice in the chill of early spring, soft and warming, yet due to extreme weakness, appeared ethereal and powerless.

Her lips parted slightly, breath as fragile as a thread, each word she uttered seemed to consume the last ounce of her strength, her voice trembling like a leaf in the wind: "Young Master Xu, I appreciate your kindness, but I’m aware of my injuries, clear as a mirror, I’m afraid they are incurable, beyond rescue."

After speaking, she seemed to recall the disastrous calamity during her breakthrough, her delicate body couldn’t help but tremble slightly, her brows furrowed tightly into a painful "川" character.

At that time, the vital energy within her body surged like a furious tide, rampaging with overwhelming force.

Everywhere it went, her meridians were like fragile spider silk, severed root and branch, inch by inch, obliterated, and her internal organs were ruthlessly battered by this brutal force, a sight too dreadful to behold.

It was precisely this dire situation that caused her now to bleed from all orifices, her body enveloped in a thick stench of blood, the horrifying appearance serving as clear evidence of her grievous injuries, near death.

"With such injuries, it’s not just ordinary medical healing methods."

"Even if my Blood Clan, with its legacy spanning tens of thousands of years, rich foundation, and a wealth of secret medicines, faces such deviation and the horrific state of severed meridians, we are helpless, unless... a transcendent to saint Great Power descends, with abilities to reverse heaven and earth, perhaps then there’s a sliver of hope."

The Blood Princess smiled bitterly, her eyes filled with despair and helplessness, having no hope left for her situation.

Yet Xu Wendong stood tall, like an indomitable pine tree, his expression solemn and resolute, eyes locked onto the Blood Princess, declaring firmly: "Miss Xue Ji, honestly speaking, the cultivation technique I practice is unique, it is a Dual Cultivation method."

"This cultivation method is extremely miraculous, regardless of how severe the injuries, or how precarious the situation, it can utilize the power of Dual Cultivation to harmonize Yin and Yang, repair damaged bodies, and restore vitality!"

Upon hearing this, the Blood Princess was initially stunned, her beautiful eyes wide open, filled with astonishment and disbelief, as if hearing the most absurd thing in the world.

She looked up and down at the elegant and distinguished man before her, unable to believe that such an extraordinary person would cultivate such a seemingly "rebellious", controversial technique in the eyes of the world.

But amid the shock, a warm current surged at the depths of her heart, like a gentle stream beneath the frozen winter plain, breaking through the ice, bringing warmth.

She coughed lightly, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, quickly raising her hand to cover it with her sleeve, her breath calming, her expression sincere, speaking with earnest words, weakly saying: "Young Master Xu, your kindness, Blood Princess... will remember it."

"But the difference in our realms is as vast as clouds and mud. If we rashly engage in Dual Cultivation, the raging, uncontrollable spiritual power would certainly backlash against you, any slight mistake could be life-threatening!"

"How can I... how can I let you risk your life for my sake, it must not be, it must not be!"

After saying this, she turned her head away, her gaze filled with determination and reluctance, unwilling for Xu Wendong to risk his life due to her impulsive need.

Xu Wendong’s attitude was resolute: "Not to hide from you, I was a doctor once, and a doctor’s duty is to save lives and heal injuries, how can I disregard you?"

He went straight to the Blood Princess, bending his knees slightly, elegantly and steadily bowing down.

His broad, solid chest, carrying a scorching warmth and burgeoning spiritual power, gently pressed against the Blood Princess’s trembling bosom, full like a ripe peach, their hearts beating fiercely through the clothing, like drums in a storm, intense and frantic.

Feeling the Yang energy on Xu Wendong, the Blood Princess’s heart quickened, her pale face flushing a charming shade of red.

Though she had always longed to Dual Cultivate with Xu Wendong, she never dreamed it would occur under such coincidental circumstances.

The skin on the Blood Princess’s wrist, delicate like snow, smooth and unblemished, seemed to tingle with electricity at his touch, causing her body to shiver lightly.

"Miss Xue Ji, this intrusion was unavoidable, please forgive me." Xu Wendong’s voice was deep and rich, with a hint of hoarseness, like the music of a secluded valley.

As his words fell, spiritual power awoke from his Dantian, like a sleeping giant dragon roaring.

Spiritual power surged, like a brilliant galaxy flowing through his meridians, where it went, muscles tightened, veins bulged like angry dragons, showcasing immense strength.

Light poured forth from his palm, transforming into golden spirit cloth, threads and strands of light shimmering like stars, dreamy and magnificent, tender yet resolute, penetrating into the Blood Princess’s body.

In an instant, the bamboo house seemed like a warehouse of dreamy fireworks ignited, spiritual power exploding in splendor, dazzling yet breathtakingly beautiful.

Furniture was impacted by the spiritual power, elegantly flying up and shattering into debris in the air, like fluttering butterflies; walls couldn’t withstand the pressure, cracking into meandering lines, fragments falling like shattered glass.

Light and air currents intertwined and surrounded the two figures as if they were in an Immortal Realm, yet filled with hidden dangers.

Their bodies closely entwined, hair wildly flying, tangling uncontrollably, Xu Wendong’s hair wild and unrestrained, the Blood Princess’s soft as a waterfall, intertwining in the vortex of spiritual power.

Sweat rolled off their foreheads, along their cheeks and necks, flowing across their skin, soaking their garments, the clothes already light, now clinging tightly to their bodies, outlining Xu Wendong’s tall and robust physique and the Blood Princess’s voluptuous curves.

The neckline of the Blood Princess’s garment opened in her struggle, revealing swathes of skin as pure as snow, her collarbone delicate like a lock, glowing seductively in the light and shadow, her chest heaving urgently, nipples faintly visible, like flower buds hidden in the mist, exuding a fatal allure.

Suddenly, the Blood Princess’s body stiffened, her lips parted slightly, spewing thick, clotted blood, it splattered on Xu Wendong’s face and neck, warm and sweet, cascaded down his determined contours, dripping onto the ground, blooming eerie "blood flowers".

Her eyes were closed tight, long, fan-like lashes quivering, brows furrowed in pain, the storm of spiritual power rampaging inside her, fragile blood vessels taut like strings ready to snap, the liver swollen with clotted blood, the spleen riddled with holes, the kidney tottering.

Xu Wendong’s face turned pale, the backlash spiritual power pierced his meridians like steel needles, his organs felt hammered by heavy blows, spasms surging, a mouthful of reversed blood rushing up his throat, forcibly swallowed.

Time seemed to stand still, yet felt like a babbling brook.

The two remained at the heart of the storm, endured hardships, their bodies finally connected as one.

You know my depth, I know your length!