The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3486: Your Life! (Fourth Update)

With a face shrouded in utter darkness, Zhao Bin fixed his gaze on Zhan You and spoke in an icy tone, "This spiritual power holds tremendous value for me. I have no clue who you might be, but I warn you against meddling with what I've set my sights on, got it?"

"How dare you!" Zhou Zixun leaped to his feet abruptly and bellowed, "Zhao Bin, who do you believe you are to address Young Master You in such a manner?"

A glint of ferocity sparked in Zhao Bin’s eyes as he replied, "Zhou Zixun, are you intending to defend this kid?"

"Defend?"

Hearing those words, Zhou Zixun let out a mocking chuckle, "Zhao Bin, I lack the standing to defend Young Master You. Do you even realize the origins of Young Master You?"

"Young Master You hails from the Moon Soul Domain!"

The moment those words rang out, gasps of shock echoed from the gathered crowd!

The Moon Soul Domain!

To average martial artists, it could merely be a distant title, but to these gifted young geniuses, it carried far more weight!

Many of them held some knowledge of the Moon Soul Domain from the Outer Realm, grasping the sheer dreadfulness of its might!

Powers originating from the Moon Soul Domain stood as awe-inspiring entities!

Even Zhao Bin’s frame quivered faintly, the ferocity in his gaze dissolving at once into profound dread and remorse!

He shot a look at Song Ziqing, only to find her displaying a calm indifference, as though she had long been aware of Zhan You’s background, causing his heart to plunge into despair!

He recognized that Zhou Zixun spoke nothing but the truth!

In the instant that followed, Zhao Bin clenched his jaws and dropped to his knees before Zhan You, right in front of all these youthful elites!

Through this act, Zhao Bin sealed his fate from ever blending into elite circles again, yet he still opted to kneel!

Zhao Bin bowed his head low and declared with profound reverence, "My apologies, Young Master. Earlier, I insulted you in multiple ways. I beg your pardon!"

Zhan You sipped his tea, seemingly oblivious to Zhao Bin’s plea...

And Zhao Bin remained on his knees, uttering not a single sound.

After some time passed, Zhan You at last responded in a frosty voice, "Leave one hand behind, and get out."

Simply for a minor slight against Zhan You, Zhao Bin was forced to sacrifice a hand?

Nevertheless, Zhao Bin appeared as if granted a grand mercy, expressing his gratitude to Zhan You with evident delight. To an outsider, it might seem Zhan You displayed remarkable mercy!

In the next instant, Zhao Bin without hesitation chopped off one arm, shuffled forward, and exited the hall, vanishing from view of all those assembled.

The onlookers gulped nervously, staring at Zhan You with intense terror in their gazes...

With merely a single command, he had seized the hand of a seventh-level Holy Ancestor Realm warrior; this youth from the Moon Soul Domain proved utterly fearsome!

Ye Chen’s expression grew solemn.

The powerhouses gathered here surpassed his expectations.

How could he rescue Jin Shuhui and escape?

The Refining God Peak Master was beyond his ability to challenge.

Even drawing on the Sword Soul’s might, his peak power could barely match a seventh-level Holy Ancestor Realm fighter.

Right as Ye Chen grappled with confusion, a rumble stirred from the Samsara Graveyard!

The gentle voices of three silhouettes emerged: "Disciple, we Netherworld Three Ancestors can unleash a portion of the Netherworld Water to lend you strength!"

Ye Chen felt a surge of joy, his eyes shifting to the three silhouettes!

But shortly after, disappointment washed over him!

The Netherworld Three Ancestors possessed respectable power!

However, should they channel more strength to him, their path to fading away would draw even nearer!

Besides, it remained inadequate to tackle the crisis at hand!

Just then, to Ye Chen’s astonishment, the seven stone tablets in the Samsara Graveyard started to shake!

Seven rays of light burst forth!

Seven silhouettes materialized in his presence!

They were none other than the Heavenly Dao Seven Saints!

This occasion left Ye Chen utterly stunned, marking the first time he witnessed such a multitude of mighty beings!

Crucially, how had these seven silhouettes unleashed such energy without him sensing a thing?

The seven silhouettes repeatedly saluted with clasped hands: "We Heavenly Dao Seven Saints pay respects to the Samsara Master!"

At that instant, Ye Chen stood frozen in shock!

Previously, the auras of the Samsara Graveyard’s powerhouses had been remarkably peculiar!

Yet now, these seven silhouettes voluntarily approached him?

Furthermore, they pierced through his true identity?

"Samsara Master, during your breakthrough to the Heavenly God Realm while defying the Tribulation lightning, we manifested but swiftly retreated to the stone tablet, so you failed to notice us!"

"On this occasion, it appears the Samsara Master faces peril, and we eagerly offer our support in whatever manner possible!"

"We seven possess a distinctive method, which fits perfectly for this Refining God Peak."

Ye Chen’s eyes gleamed brightly: "What do you mean?"

Among them, the Scholarly Saint advanced, saluting with cupped hands and explaining: "Beneath the Refining God Peak lies what seems to be a Heavenly Dao Gathering Spirit Stone, infused with the Heavenly Dao’s essence."

"The inaugural Peak Master of Refining God Peak likely employed this stone to forge the Mountain Protection Array."

"Our seven’s exclusive technique allows us to draw upon the Heavenly Dao Gathering Spirit Stone’s energy and bestow a share to the Samsara Master, thus subduing the others on site."

"That said, it demands some preparation time."

"Furthermore, the aftermath will exact a heavy toll, possibly harming the core foundation. The Samsara Master should ponder this..."

Yet before the Scholarly Saint could conclude, Ye Chen interjected, "No need to ponder."

"Having the seven seniors aid me here boosts my odds of triumph immensely."

In that moment, Ye Chen radiated an unyielding presence, reminiscent of the Samsara Master from his prior existence, vast and imposing, radiating unparalleled dominance.

The Heavenly Dao Seven Saints regarded Ye Chen; subtle shifts crossed their faces, excitement flickering in their eyes, as Heavenly Dao principles hummed around them, golden lotuses bloomed and descended, and they all saluted with fists raised toward Ye Chen.

"To aid the Master is our greatest privilege." The Scholarly Saint gazed at Ye Chen and proclaimed resoundingly.

"The elders overstate it. Gaining help from you seven is indeed my stroke of luck." Ye Chen responded promptly.

Outside!

Song Ziqing had no inkling of the events unfolding in the Samsara Graveyard; impatience gripped her, and with a beaming face, she declared, "In that case, Shuhui shall be promised to..."

But prior to completing her thought, a thunderous roar, akin to bursting spring thunder, detonated across the hall!

"Hold on!"

All eyes turned toward the voice’s origin; it came from Ye Chen.

Song Ziqing’s features darkened, she glared at Ye Chen with chill and snapped, "Who might you be? This isn’t the spot for your disruptions—leave now!"

She stood on the verge of allying with the Zhan Family! And here, a mere Heavenly God Realm youth dared to stir chaos?

How could the scheming Song Ziqing hold back her fury?

Yet Ye Chen disregarded Song Ziqing’s rage entirely, grinning as he stated, "What if I claim to offer a gift of far greater worth?"

A gift of far greater worth?

The assembly fixed incredulous stares on Ye Chen!

Could any gift surpass the True Extreme Pill in value?

That could only mean a true supreme magical treasure, elixir, or cultivation technique, perhaps?

Producing even one such item would stir wild envy among top-tier sects!

Song Ziqing’s demeanor eased somewhat, her voice laced with keen anticipation as she pressed, "What exactly is it?"

Ye Chen locked eyes with Song Ziqing and uttered a single word.

"Life!"

"Life?" Song Ziqing echoed, her gaze brimming with utter contempt!

She retorted icily, "I require no such life from you, and yours lacks any real worth anyway!"

A loser remained a loser, empty-handed and pathetic, dreaming of bartering life for spiritual power?

In Song Ziqing’s eyes, Ye Chen fell short! Utterly short!

But the following instant, Ye Chen spoke once more, "Who claimed it was mine?

I meant your life! How does that strike you as a bride price? Surely nothing tops the importance of life, does it?"