The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3624 - 3614: Pathetic

The short individual let out a disdainful scoff, declaring, "You fool, you've finally decided to strike, haven't you? Then prepare to meet your end."

Instantaneously, a warrior clad in dark armor and wielding a long spear manifested before the short man. Despite the devastating momentum of Sun Tianmin’s punch, the soldier remained entirely unfazed. With a single fluid motion of his long spear, a torrential wave of force erupted, weaving intricate patterns of spear intent that seemed to tear through the very firmament.

With a thunderous crash, the Fire Dragon Fist collided violently against the ebony-armored warrior’s weapon.

A piercing, frigid glow emanated from the spear, obliterating the fire dragon that had threatened to incinerate the landscape, purging every trace of heat until it felt as though the attack had never existed. The flames Sun Tianmin had unleashed dissolved into mere embers, drifting aimlessly through the air.

The ferocity in Sun Tianmin’s eyes evaporated, replaced by a deathly pallor. He stared at the armored warrior with profound dread, as if his very consciousness had been battered by a massive iron mallet.

This was an enforcer of the Star Moon Palace!

In the entirety of the Star Swirl Domain, if there was one faction never to be crossed, it was precisely the enforcers of the Star Moon Palace.

They were nothing more than efficient instruments of slaughter, lacking both empathy and the ability to distinguish between right and wrong; they functioned solely according to their rigid, cold-blooded regulations.

And what did those regulations dictate?

Any individual who dares to assault a member of the Star Moon Palace must be executed without exception.

The icy glare of the weapon loomed larger within Sun Tianmin’s vision, and the suffocating grasp of death clutched at his throat.

Confronted by the enforcer’s lethal spear technique, Sun Tianmin’s garments were instantly saturated with cold sweat.

Gritting his teeth, he forced his mouth open, spewing forth a plume of flame that coalesced into a vivid, lifelike scarlet-gold fire bird. A volatile, destructive pressure rippled from the creature.

This was a Fire Spirit!

Moreover, it was clearly of a high grade.

Even the impassive, hollow eyes of the black-armored warrior betrayed a flicker of genuine shock.

A moment later, the Fire Spirit shrieked, its infernal power surging until it transformed into a blinding scarlet-gold sun. It smashed into the long spear, unleashing a brilliant crimson light that instantly consumed the entire Star Moon Palace.

The structure shuddered violently under the impact of the explosion.

Shortly thereafter, the tremors ceased, and silence descended once more.

As the smoke cleared, the black-armored warrior stood amidst the debris, showing not even a scratch.

Not even Sun Tianmin’s Earth Fire Spirit could inflict injury upon him?

However, Sun Tianmin had already vanished from the premises.

The short man’s visage darkened in response, and he snorted disdainfully, "Track him down. By striking at the Star Moon Palace, Sun Tianmin has committed an unforgivable crime. He must be executed, regardless of where he seeks refuge. Otherwise, what remains of our Star Moon Palace’s prestige?"

...

Not far from the Star Moon Palace, a flying ship zipped across the heavens, carrying a man and a woman.

The man appeared composed and remarkably handsome, while the woman radiated a glacial presence and breathtaking beauty.

They were none other than Ye Chen and Jin Shuhui.

As they neared their destination, Ye Chen’s expression suddenly shifted, and he brought the vessel to a grinding halt. A fissure tore through the void, and a blood-drenched figure tumbled from the breach, collapsing directly onto their ship.

The man was dark-skinned, powerfully built, and permeated with a residual fire-based aura; it was Sun Tianmin, the man who had just escaped the Star Moon Palace.

A jagged, deep wound marred his chest, baring bone beneath the skin. Although his Fire Spirit had allowed him to narrowly withstand the enforcer’s strike and tear through space to flee, he had reached his limit and crashed onto Ye Chen’s ship after exiting the rift.

Sun Tianmin coughed up a spray of blood, struggling to prop himself up as he looked apologetically at his hosts, "My apologies for sullying your ship. I shall depart immediately."

Despite belonging to the Heavenly Repair Realm, Sun Tianmin displayed no arrogance toward Ye Chen or Jin Shuhui.

Ye Chen stepped forward and pressed a hand against Sun Tianmin’s shoulder, "Brother, there is no need to rush. If you are willing, you may stabilize your wounds here for a time."

A thoughtful glint appeared in Ye Chen’s eyes.

It was not mere charity; he simply wondered how many individuals within the Star Swirl Domain possessed the capability to inflict such grievous wounds upon a Heavenly Repair Realm expert.

It surely had to be the Star Moon Palace, correct?

Had some calamity befallen the palace?

Since he was destined for the Star Moon Palace himself, Ye Chen felt compelled to uncover the truth.

Sun Tianmin looked at him with palpable gratitude, cupping his hands, "Thank you, brother! I am Sun Tianmin, a rogue cultivator from Bright Gems Mountain. Should you ever require assistance, do not hesitate to seek me out at the mountain!"

Ye Chen offered a smile, "It is but a trifling favor. I am Ye Chen, and this is Jin Shuhui."

Sun Tianmin nodded and immediately began to channel his strength to heal. Ye Chen, meanwhile, kept the ship stationary.

Two hours passed before Sun Tianmin’s condition had sufficiently recovered. As a practitioner of the Heavenly Repair Realm, he possessed no shortage of restorative elixirs.

Observing the improvement, Ye Chen inquired, "Brother Sun, you walk the path of the Heavenly Repair Realm. Who in the Star Swirl Domain possesses the strength to wound you so severely?"

A flash of resentment crossed Sun Tianmin’s face, "Who else could it be? The Star Moon Palace, of course. Those arrogant fools from the Moon Soul Domain no longer see those of us from the Star Swirl Domain as their equals!"

Ye Chen frowned. The Star Moon Palace was meant to facilitate harmony between the domains, but in truth, it had become a formidable pillar of the Moon Soul Domain.

Legend held that the palace was founded by a cultivator from the Star Swirl Domain to ensure the protection and rights of their kin, preventing unprovoked aggression from those in the Moon Soul Domain.

In the beginning, martial artists from the Star Swirl Domain had supported the venture with fervor. Whenever someone migrated to the Moon Soul Domain, they would join the palace, standing united as one.

With the support of countless practitioners, the Star Moon Palace had flourished into an influential force. However, as generations turned, the original founders faded into history. Now, the members of the Star Moon Palace—often disciples of elite Moon Soul Domain factions—tended to look down upon their brethren from the Star Swirl Domain with even more disdain than the locals did.

This was especially true for the low-level disciples tasked with managing inter-domain arrivals. Though they held little status even within their own palace, they postured as masters once they reached the Star Swirl Domain, abusing their authority and relentlessly oppressing the very people they were supposed to protect.

They had long since forgotten that their prosperity was built upon the backs of those they now trampled.

Ye Chen exhaled a long, heavy sigh. He realized that such displays of corruption were not unique; they mirrored the struggles of his own homeland, Huaxia.

In the end, anywhere there is humanity, there is always Jianghu.