The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3561: Xuanyuan Moxie!

"The old servant greets the master. I regret arriving late to save you; please forgive me!"

Without a moment's delay, the elderly woman dropped to her knees right in front of Ye Luo, her voice filled with profound reverence.

Upon witnessing this, the cold detachment in Ye Luo's gaze stayed firm, though a flicker of suspicion stirred deep inside her.

"Why address me as master?" Ye Luo inquired.

"With the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline in your veins, you rule over the entire dragon race. It only makes sense for me to call you master."

The old woman lifted her head, her dim eyes fixed on Ye Luo, managing a smile that seemed more like a grimace of agony.

"Master, how did you come to be in this spot, and why are your wounds so grave?" the old woman pressed on.

"I'm not sure myself." Ye Luo shook her head. "Where exactly is this location?"

"This is the Nine Death Realm, known as the deadliest zone across the Star Swirl Domain. Master, in your weakened form, staying here spells doom. The inhabitants are all cunning and ruthless, much like those three savage creatures from before. You need to come with me; I'm the sole ally you can rely on in this forsaken place."

With utmost deference, the old woman addressed Ye Luo.

"Nine Death Realm?" A slight furrow creased Ye Luo's brow. From her freshly stirred memories, fragments about the Nine Death Realm surfaced, recalling a cataclysmic battle that had scarred it into a peril-filled wasteland.

Still, Ye Luo held back full faith in the old woman standing there. Her own state was dire; should malice lurk in the elder's heart, resistance would prove impossible.

"Then, could you start by mending my injuries, and after that, we'll depart together?" Ye Luo suggested thoughtfully, her eyes on the old woman.

"Certainly."

The old woman showed no resistance, acting every bit the devoted attendant, giving a nod before shifting into a majestic divine dragon.

"Master, mount my back please. I'll assist in your recovery and carry you away from this danger."

"Very well."

Detecting no deceit in the old woman's moves, Ye Luo saw no cause to deny and climbed aboard the dragon's back.

A brilliant golden glow shimmered like flawless crystal underfoot. As Ye Luo settled in a meditative pose, a stream of pure energy flowed into her, truly easing her wounds.

Sensing this relief, Ye Luo eased somewhat, shut her eyes, and focused intently on repairing the damage ravaging her form.

Yet in that instant, a sharp, icy gleam sparked in the divine dragon's eyes, while a subtle, wicked smirk tugged at her lips.

"Foolish simpleton, bearer of the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline or not—what does it matter? Here in the Nine Death Realm, no status carries weight; secrets stay buried forever!"

Suddenly, the old woman launched skyward, soaring off into the horizon.

"Delivering this gullible soul to the Han Yuan Emperor of Emperor Abyss Palace will surely earn me a massive prize. For hundreds of thousands of years, the Han Yuan Emperor has hunted the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline beyond the realms. His craving for it must be insatiable!"

Thrilling with wild anticipation, the old woman envisioned the boundless might and riches of the Han Yuan Emperor; offering up Ye Luo would shower her with unimaginable gains.

Even as she mended her wounds, Ye Luo abruptly detected an anomaly—the pure energy from the old woman felt off!

In drawing on that power for healing, Ye Luo realized her injuries weren't fading; instead, a binding seal was weaving itself into her core.

Unaware that Ye Luo had caught the irregularity, the old woman pressed on. Ye Luo's eyes glinted with hidden intent, yet she betrayed no sign.

"Hmph, scheming against me, are you? Let's see what scheme you have in store!"

A surge of murderous resolve flashed in Ye Luo's stare, only to vanish the next breath, as though all was calm. Secretly, her inner strength began to coalesce, probing for a path to shatter the seal.

…

Meanwhile, not far off from Ye Luo, Xuanyuan Moxie lurked inside a cavern within the hills, his expression dark and brooding as he watched the old woman whisk Ye Luo away.

"Cursed luck, surviving through all that. What unbreakable will."

Xuanyuan Moxie spat out his fury in a low growl, since the Chong Guang Divine Radiance Palace still lay in Ye Luo's grasp. With her now spirited off by the old woman, his chance to seize it back had slipped away, igniting his rage.

Flash back to the day prior. Upon tumbling into the Nine Death Realm, Xuanyuan Moxie stirred amid endless shadows, having luckily landed in a rocky cavern.

The immense peak twisted with labyrinthine tunnels. Xuanyuan Moxie traversed the depths for quite some time, emerging at an opposite opening, just in time to behold Ye Luo's ordeal unfold.

"Hmph, my wounds remain untreated, and this realm's nature eludes me; best to recover strength first."

Nearly bereft of fighting power, Xuanyuan Moxie fared little better than Ye Luo. He'd also seen the abrupt Beast Tide unleash, the brutal monsters, and the formidable old woman who swept in to save Ye Luo.

Clearly, this wasn't some ordinary domain, teeming with mighty beings. Venturing forth in his battered shape invited certain disaster.

"Hiss!"

Xuanyuan Moxie inhaled sharply through clenched teeth, his eyes dropping to his shoulder's mangled remnant. Bursts of searing agony reminded him of Ye Chen, fueling a hatred that burned like solid ice in his glare.

"All this misery traces back to you. The moment I break free from here, you'll beg for the end, and I'll drag out your torment forever!"

Inwardly damning Ye Chen, Xuanyuan Moxie delved further into the cavern. During his earlier trek through the peak's twists, he'd faintly picked up on something unusual—a grand, awe-inspiring presence pulsing from the heart, eclipsing even the Holy Ancestor Realm, piquing his interest.

Though the depths of the mountain radiated no threat, Xuanyuan Moxie's wary instincts led him to rest and heal for half a day. Once partially restored, he advanced toward the source of that energy.

"Boom!"

As Xuanyuan Moxie pushed onward, the tunnels widened dramatically, resembling a colossal serpent slithering through the stone. The walls gleamed smooth like polished jade, mirroring faint lights, infused with the exalted spirit of water.

At the same time, thunderous booms reverberated, shaking the tunnel like a sky-rending quake, loud enough to rattle one's very spirit.

"What sort of force is at play here?"

Struck with wonder, Xuanyuan Moxie hastened his steps, plunging swiftly into the chamber.

"Splash!"

Reaching the tunnel's close, Xuanyuan Moxie faced a breathtaking vista.

Buried in the mountain's core existed a realm unto itself, a lush woodland thriving within the rock, bursting with vibrant blooms and foliage, a vista of stunning beauty, where a cascade poured from the stone heart, like a celestial stream tumbling down, its roar echoing fiercely through the woods.