The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3467: 3467: Ye Chen's Trump Card? (Fourth Update)
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
Not from Black Gold City?
The horse-faced fellow and the bald-headed brute gazed at Ye Chen like he was some kind of idiot!
These two thugs, with the horse-faced one called Zhao Xiong and the bald brute named Li Donghao, belonged to the City Lord’s faction in Black Gold City.
How could they possibly be unaware that Ye Chen hailed from outside Black Gold City?
Yet the City Lord desperately required workers for the mines right now, so even if Zhao Xiong and Li Donghao dragged Ye Chen into forced labor, the City Lord wouldn’t punish them—in fact, he might even commend their efforts!
That said, releasing Ye Chen remained a possibility; it all hinged on whatever these two chose to do with him!
Should Ye Chen prove “cooperative” and act “appropriately,” they’d have no reason to hassle him.
Truth be told, these pair simply aimed to squeeze some gains from Ye Chen!
But here he was, insisting he wasn’t from Black Gold City?
Heh, how utterly clueless?
The bald brute Li Donghao sneered with utter contempt: “Brat, are you actually stupid, or faking it? Whether you’re from Black Gold City or not means nothing to me. Since you’re here now, you follow Black Gold City’s rules, got it?
If not, why do you suppose there’s zero guards at the city gates? Heh, even if you truly aren’t from Black Gold City, that’s on your own foolishness! This is your final warning—come along with me!”
With that, Li Donghao spun on his heel, refusing Ye Chen any further chance to respond, a savage gleam crossing his features. Should this fool persist in defiance, he’d gladly “educate” him on proper conduct!
Suddenly, a chilly voice from a man rang in their ears: “No one taught you manners in speaking?”
Instantly, the entire street plunged into utter silence!
All around, people stared at Ye Chen in sheer disbelief!
What on earth was this youngster uttering?
Had Ye Chen buttered up Li Donghao and Zhao Xiong with some deference, he could’ve avoided being shipped off to the mines.
Instead, he was openly challenging their manner of speech?
A mere early-stage Heavenly God Realm cultivator daring to lecture two fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm powerhouses on etiquette?
If that didn’t scream suicide, what did?
At this point, banishment to the mines wouldn’t cut it anymore!
Li Donghao whirled back, locking eyes with Ye Chen alongside Zhao Xiong, their gazes turning crimson, temples throbbing with veins, fury boiling over uncontrollably!
How long had it been?
Ever since joining the City Lord’s faction, they’d carved out a respectable position in Black Gold City, hadn’t they?
They’d lost track of the years since anyone had dared to confront and shame them so brazenly!
And by a lowly Heavenly God Realm ant, no less?
How could they hold back their wrath?
Their fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm auras erupted like a raging tempest, slamming down toward Ye Chen!
The bystanders’ faces paled in alarm. While fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm experts weren’t rare in the Outer Realm, they still ranked as formidable forces!
This aura burst, though not aimed at the crowd, stirred their vital essence and qi into turmoil, draining the color from their cheeks!
Remember, most folks here were cultivators below mid-stage Holy Ancestor realm!
This highlighted the duo’s might—far from ordinary!
Every gaze on Ye Chen carried a flicker of sympathy.
In this realm, power always grants the right to dominate. For the feeble to posture as mighty?
That demands a steep toll.
An excruciating one!
To them, Ye Chen stood no chance against these two; their mere pressure could pulverize him in a heartbeat!
Yet…
One minute ticked by, then two, then three…
Black Gold City’s street stayed eerily calm, utterly uneventful!
How was this possible?
Beneath their aura’s crush, Ye Chen hadn’t exploded into a bloody haze…
He emerged totally unscathed!
Throughout, Ye Chen remained rooted in place, his face serene and composed!
The crowd gaped in shock, refusing to trust what they saw!
Did a Heavenly God Realm cultivator exist who could endure the aura of two fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm warriors?
Maybe, but anyone like that surely came from an extraordinary lineage!
Typically, even heirs from mighty families, regardless of their low cultivation, carried protective Supreme Treasures or lingering origin energy from clan elders.
The onlookers eyed Ye Chen, their looks shifting slowly. Might this unassuming Heavenly God Realm youth harbor a profoundly fearsome heritage?
To counter the full-force suppression from two fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm foes using origin energy, one would at minimum require peak Heavenly God Realm power or early Holy Ancestor Realm prowess, wouldn’t they?
Such a figure would count as a top-tier powerhouse even in the Outer Realm’s Star Swirl Domain!
Right then, Zhao Xiong and Li Donghao’s expressions soured noticeably…
Had they truly stumbled upon an iron plate this time?
If a mighty backer truly shielded Ye Chen…
The thought sent chills racing through them. In that scenario, not even the Black Gold City Lord could shield them, could he?
The pair shared a swift look before hastily pulling back their auras.
The horse-faced Zhao Xiong grinned at Ye Chen and remarked, “You must be Brother Ye? Looks like there was some mix-up before, hehe, why don’t we forget about it.”
Li Donghao bobbed his head and added, “Right, though Brother Ye, it’s wise to hold back when you’re out and about. Had you run into less forgiving types than us, today could’ve gone badly for you.”
Hearing this, the crowd shot astonished glances at the duo!
Utterly shameless, these two!
If Ye Chen were a typical Heavenly God Realm fighter, wouldn’t he already be a corpse?
But now, Zhao Xiong and Li Donghao suggested brushing it off? That Ye Chen might’ve come to harm?
Their audacity stood as firm as fortress walls!
Were they in Ye Chen’s shoes, they’d likely explode in rage to their graves, right?
Still, what recourse existed?
Many couldn’t suppress a sigh.
This was a realm where the mighty devoured the weak. Even with some backing, absent real power, Ye Chen could only swallow his grievances…
Yet in that instant, Ye Chen struck without warning!
A straightforward punch flew out, unadorned and direct, aimed straight at Zhao Xiong’s face!
The spectators watched Ye Chen in stunned horror—had this youth lost his mind?
No matter Ye Chen’s potent origins, hadn’t they heard that a mighty dragon struggles against a native serpent?
Here he was, boldly swinging at Zhao Xiong?
Zhao Xiong held fourth-level Supreme Emperor realm strength. Given Ye Chen’s Heavenly God Realm base, even if Zhao Xiong held back from slaying him, Ye Chen would merely disgrace himself and draw mockery…
In everyone’s view, at Heavenly God Realm, forget victory—wounding Zhao Xiong lay beyond reach!
Zhao Xiong and Li Donghao traded a glance, spotting the murderous intent mirrored in each other’s stare!
Since Ye Chen courted doom, they couldn’t be faulted, could they?
After all, as servants of the Black Gold City Lord, they hesitated to strike at Ye Chen rashly despite his ties, but if he initiated the clash?
That altered everything!
Ye Chen defied the honor of all Black Gold City! He insulted the City Lord outright!
A vicious spark gleamed in Zhao Xiong’s eyes as vast spiritual energy roared from his frame like an endless sea, while violet lightning like rending heavens crackled around his right fist, unleashing a savage punch skill!
As this punch skill manifested, the crowd sensed their vital essence and qi roil, breaths faltering, like a sledgehammer had bashed their ribs!
They stared at Zhao Xiong in terror, such a devastating punch technique!
Simultaneously, their pity for Ye Chen deepened…
This Ye Chen was downright cursed…
Of everyone to target, he picked Zhao Xiong?
Zhao Xiong, a renowned fist cultivator near Black Gold City!
The Rolling Thunder Fist he practiced ranked as an advanced technique, celebrated for its devastating force!
One could only picture Ye Chen’s tragic end…
Zhao Xiong let out a ruthless chuckle toward Ye Chen, “Since Young Master Ye wishes to spar with fists, allow me to guide you.”
The very next instant, Zhao Xiong bellowed fiercely, “Rolling Thunder Dragon Swallowing Fist!”
A punch blasted forth, and abruptly a lightning-wrapped fist shadow materialized mid-air, radiating a horrifying presence as it hurtled at Ye Chen; wherever it went, thunder boomed relentlessly, and even the steadfast space of the Outer Realm bore subtle fissures!
The onlookers drew sharp breaths in awe!
But what baffled them was Ye Chen’s persistent calm demeanor!
A faint mocking curve even tugged at his lips!
What was happening?
Their gazes wavered faintly—did Ye Chen perhaps hold an ace in reserve?