Urban Romantic Divine Doctor-Chapter 1526 - 1523: Borrow a Knife to Kill Someone

Chapter 1526: Chapter 1523: Borrow a Knife to Kill Someone

Wang Tong’s face slowly revealed a chillingly insidious smile, like a hungry wolf lurking in the dark, exuding endless malice.

He slightly squinted his eyes, with a calculating gleam in them, as if plotting an earth-shattering conspiracy.

"This method absolutely cannot be used now, at least not until a month later, when the situation in the city is thoroughly chaotic and completely unstable." Wang Tong’s tone was deep and slow, with every word carrying a hint of coldness.

He slightly raised his chin, showing a look of pride, as if everything was within his control.

His gaze was fixed on the distance, and he continued, "Before that, I need to meet with the elder of the Alchemy Hall, and coax him into giving the experts from the Array Formation Hall some time off, so they have rotation breaks."

"Heh heh, by then, our opportunity will come." The corners of Wang Tong’s mouth slightly lifted, revealing a sly smile.

Zhen Jing furrowed his brows, full of confusion, and asked, "And then?"

Wang Tong grinned, that smile full of cunning and insidiousness.

He leaned closer to Zhen Jing and lowered his voice, "Have you forgotten about the heavenly pride in the Array Formation Hall who detests evil?"

Zhen Jing’s brows knitted tightly, and after pondering for a moment, he couldn’t help but say, "Are you talking about Si Yao?"

"That’s right!" Wang Tong laughed proudly, with a tone full of calculation. "Si Yao herself is a strong cultivator in the Golden Immortal Realm, with terrifying strength that is practically unmatched among the younger generation in the underground city."

"Not to mention her remarkable aptitude in formations, astonishing everyone."

"If she takes action, the formation set up by Xu Wendong will be instantly broken."

Zhen Jing, however, shook his head, showing a worried look: "Si Yao’s strength is indeed strong, but she is a person of integrity and righteousness, how could she possibly help us against Xu Wendong?"

Although he didn’t know Si Yao personally, he was aware of her character; she was a heavenly pride who detested evil and couldn’t tolerate any blemish in her eyes.

The conflict between them and Xu Wendong was also because they had proactively provoked Xu Wendong.

Wang Tong revealed a sinister smile, full of conspiracy: "Si Yao won’t help us against Xu Wendong, but if the city is filled with corpses, do you think she would be heartbroken and pained?"

"At that time, we will release the information in secret, letting her know that Xu Wendong has a lot of surplus grain."

"With her righteous yet soft-hearted nature, do you think she would go to borrow grain?"

"Once she goes to borrow grain for the people and Xu Wendong refuses her, they are destined to have a conflict."

"In this way, she unknowingly becomes our knife!" Wang Tong’s eyes gleamed with malice, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.

Saying this, he gave Zhen Jing a malicious smile.

Zhen Jing’s eyes lit up as he suddenly realized, "You’re planning to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

Wang Tong laughed, "Borrowing a knife to kill isn’t clever; the clever part is making people not see that the knife is being used by us! Once Si Yao falls into our trap, Xu Wendong will have no escape. Hahaha..."

Wang Tong’s laughter echoed in the air, filled with insidiousness and cunning.

Zhen Jing nodded solemnly, his eyes full of anticipation: "Then I shall await good news from you, Brother Wang Tong!"

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The situation in the underground city had completely spiraled out of control, plunging into endless chaos.

Some cultivators, driven mad like hungry wolves for a bit of pitiful grain, stormed into ordinary people’s homes, committing all sorts of atrocities.

The entire underground city was shrouded in bloodshed and slaughter, with death pervading every corner, like a living mortal purgatory.

Crying, screams, and curses intertwined, lingering in the gloomy space, chilling to the bone.

Yet, in this city filled with slaughter and bloodshed, there was an Eden-like place.

This was where Xu Wendong and others lived.

They lived far from the killing and bloodshed, enjoying a life of happiness and warmth.

The reason was simple.

Xu Wendong had ample supplies on hand, with no worry over food at all.

Not only that.

He also had several red beauty confidantes, tall, with fair skin and seductive beauty.

Though trapped at home and unable to easily leave the formation, there were many ways to pass the time, such as matters of affection, which could engross people and make them forget the passage of time.

Firstly, such affairs could be used to pass time.

Secondly, both men and women enjoyed such pleasure.

Thirdly, dual cultivation with Xu Wendong could also enhance cultivation levels.

It was a win-win situation.

Who could refuse?

In the meantime.

Xu Wendong gradually understood some truths.

Like why, on Earth, some impoverished regions had such high birth rates, even when their household conditions were already so poor, they continued to have children.

Over time, he came to realize why.

Because in poor areas, there really were not many ways to have fun.

The most amusing way was none other than the little matters between men and women.

Unfortunately, even when Song Ziwei reached the Profound Immortal Realm, dual cultivation with her did not break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

However.

He could clearly feel that his immortal energy, through dual cultivation with everyone, had become more abundant.

Yet, a breakthrough still lacked a timely opportunity.

Time flew by.

A month elapsed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Xu Wendong and the others lived peacefully at home, enjoying a warm and mundane life.

Even though some came together, wanting to borrow some grain from them.

They were all repelled by the formation set up by Xu Wendong.

So many as hundreds and thousands came, yet not a single grain was borrowed from Xu Wendong by anyone.

It wasn’t that Xu Wendong was unfeeling or disregarded the people’s lives.

He knew that if he truly gave the grain to them, countless refugees would flock to this place.

Faced with a group of unarmed refugees, he surely could not confront them with weapons.

Then, to lend or not to lend?

If he didn’t lend, he felt troubled.

If he did lend, the grain he had would not suffice for so many people.

So.

The best solution was to lend to no one.

Because he knew the mission weighed on his shoulders.

To put it bluntly, even if all the citizens of the underground city starved to death, he needed to survive.

After all, he carried the hope of those Saints.

It concerned whether the other races from the Immortal Realm could be driven out!

In terms of importance, he still knew the distinction.

Meanwhile.

A stunning beauty with an ethereal aura emerged from the Tianji Pavilion...