Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 1611 - 1608: Such Audacity

At the moment their bodies fused.

Xu Wendong clearly felt an overwhelming spiritual power surging forth, as if coming from the depths of the prehistoric abyss, wrapped in blood-tingling heat that seemed capable of scorching the very soul, like a torrent of molten lava rushing madly through the point of their connection with an unstoppable force.

In an instant, his meridians felt as if they were being pierced by thousands of sharp steel needles simultaneously.

Agonizing pain swept over him like a tidal wave, every inch of his flesh seeming to be ruthlessly seared by fierce flames, or cruelly corroded by strong acid.

The kind of bone-eroding pain caused his muscles to instantly tense like a fully drawn bowstring, his body shaking uncontrollably, as he forced out muffled groans of pain through clenched teeth.

Yet, his arms were like indomitable iron clamps, tightly holding the Blood Princess, showing no sign of loosening.

The force was as if intending to merge the Blood Princess into one.

In fact, Xu Wendong had long guessed that cultivating jointly with the Blood Princess would be extremely painful, given the violent aura within her, but even so, he hadn’t expected the pain to be so intense and far beyond his imagination.

Even with his indomitable Ancient Sacred Body, he found it somewhat unbearable.

For anyone else, they might have been torn apart the moment they encountered such energy, their existence vanishing amid the blood mist, leaving not a trace behind.

On the other hand, the Blood Princess, at the moment Xu Wendong connected with her body, couldn’t help but let out a melodious and heart-stirring sigh from her delicate lips.

Although she was still deeply ensnared in the abyss of excruciating torment, akin to having thousands of ants gnawing at her heart, making life seem worse than death.

Nonetheless, as the violent energy slowly streamed into Xu Wendong’s body, the pain she suffered eased to a certain extent.

Especially as Xu Wendong began to act, a unique, indescribable pain surged into her heart like an electric current.

Her ample, peach-like breasts rose and fell dramatically.

They rubbed against Xu Wendong’s broad and solid chest, the soft touch and his firm muscles intertwining, as sweat and blood intermingled, making the sensation between their skin increasingly slippery.

The front of her dress was wrest open amidst the struggle, revealing skin below her collarbone, snowy white.

In the play of light and shadow, it glistened with an enchanting sheen, as the tips of her breasts quivered slightly, resembling delicate blossoms standing resiliently in the storm.

And her heaving bosom pressed tightly against Xu Wendong, its every rise and fall seeming to ignite clusters of scorching flames on their skin.

Xu Wendong endured the soul-crushing pain of erosion, summoning all his strength to gather spiritual power in his palm, then pressed it forcefully against the Blood Princess’s back.

He attempted to suppress the demonic aura within the Blood Princess with his vast spiritual power.

However, the counterforce was too fierce, like a raging tide that instantly shattered his defenses.

He felt as though his organs were being hammered continuously, his heart pounding wildly in his chest, nearly on the verge of bursting.

It was as if a blazing lump of coal had been stuffed into his lungs, every breath accompanied by a strong scent of blood and scorch.

The aura surged up his throat, a reverse flood of blood rising like a torrent, yet he swallowed them down with sheer willpower.

Despite this, his gaze remained as resolute as iron, constantly locked onto the Blood Princess’s aura, not missing a slightest change, as though any deviation might allow the Grim Reaper to mercilessly claim her.

Within the Blood Princess’s body, her liver had swollen to a frightening purple-black under the violent impact of spiritual power, congested blood surging madly within, as if about to burst at any moment.

The muffled "gurgling" sounds were like the footsteps of the approaching Grim Reaper, and a pungent stench of blood lingered inside her.

Her spleen was shattered like useless rags, with holes through which spiritual power and bits of flesh intermingled, forming a nauseating mess.

Even her kidneys, ravaged by the rampant power, seemed on the brink of collapse, revealing all signs of failure.

Her bloodstained beautiful legs, driven by pain and instinct, clamped tightly onto Xu Wendong unknowingly.

Muscles on her jade-like legs, soaked in sweat, glimmered like rippling streams in the spring, showing desperate and struggling force, yet inadvertently exuding an enticing allure and sensuality.

Xu Wendong gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead bulging like winding snakes.

With the profound foundation of his Ancient Sacred Body, he forcibly activated the Wood Element Path within him.

In that moment.

A life force filled with vitality and vigor, like a stream of green light, slowly infused into the Blood Princess’s body.

This life force, like the first breeze of spring, gently brushed over her ravaged body, advancing with difficulty along her broken meridians.

Every inch forward resembled a treacherous journey full of thorns and flames.

Wherever it passed, blood vessels were nearly burst by the violent spiritual power, yet under the life force’s gentle caress and nourishment, they were slowly mended and reopened, reviving with life and vitality.

The Blood Princess’s delicate body, under the impact and repair of this force, sometimes arched like a startled shrimp, her spine taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

Cold sweat and blood trickled down the groove of her spine like a gentle stream, the interwoven sensation of cold and warmth causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

Sometimes, she seemed to have lost all strength, weakly collapsing on Xu Wendong, muttering broken, intermittent pleas for mercy, her voice shredded by the howling wind and dispersed into the air, leaving only endless poignant beauty and sorrow.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, tongue tip crimson as blood, occasionally spewing large mouthfuls of congealed blood, splattering like a radiant yet despairing red lotus over the two of them, the warm blood scent lingering around, refusing to dissipate.

As Xu Wendong tenaciously resisted and continued to guide, the wheel of fate finally began to turn slowly, and a glimmer of hope appeared like dawn before the morning.

The once incredibly violent, demon-like energy within Blood Princess, under Xu Wendong’s relentless efforts, was finally tamed.

It became like a domesticated beast, flowing gently along the new path carved out by Xu Wendong’s life force, and began to heal and restore the damaged organs.

Warmth rose from the depths of Blood Princess’s Dantian like a spring breeze, dispersing the surrounding cold and pain.

Her body no longer spasmed or shook, merely weakly slumping, leaving only faint, shallow breaths.

At this moment.

The Blood Princess’s maid came in strides, and upon seeing Xu Wendong lying on the Blood Princess, she flew into a rage, "How dare you desecrate the princess of our clan?"

"Prepare to die!" she shouted, extending her palm to launch a fierce attack towards Xu Wendong.