The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3625 - 3615: Burial! (First Update)

After Sun Tianmin had briefed Ye Chen about the situation at the Star Moon Palace, he took his leave. Having incurred the wrath of the Star Moon Palace, he dared not return to Bright Gems Mountain and instead had to seek out a new place to hide.

Jin Shuhui furrowed her brow, murmuring, "Ye Chen, if the Star Moon Palace is truly as Sun Tianmin described, getting into the Moon Soul Realm might prove far more difficult than you imagine."

Ye Chen offered a faint smile in response, saying, "Difficult? I consider myself a reasonable person. However, if others are intent on complicating matters for me..."

His tone chilled instantly. "Then I will have no choice but to respond in kind..."

Before he could finish his thought, the voice of Han Wenxin echoed in his mind, "Brat, you gave me your word that you would avoid trouble."

Han Wenxin was truly on edge.

He realized that Ye Chen’s core philosophy was effectively the antithesis of his own.

Becoming entangled in such complex karma could invite nothing but ruin!

Ye Chen paused, considering for a moment before remarking, "I will strive to avoid conflict, but should the Star Moon Palace insist on acting unreasonably, we shall see what happens."

Han Wenxin let out a heavy, weary sigh and retreated into silence.

He recognized that Ye Chen possessed the Martial Arts Intent of Ling Xiao.

And how could one who follows the path of Ling Xiao ever be expected to back down?

...

As their flying vessel journeyed onward, a grand and intimidating palace finally loomed before Ye Chen and Jin Shuhui.

The pair disembarked at the main gates of the Star Moon Palace and began their approach.

Before they had traveled far, a man of short stature intercepted them.

This individual, known as Zhao Jiaran, boasted a cultivation at the first-level Supreme Emperor realm. While his strength was respectable, he was merely an outer disciple within the hierarchy of the Star Moon Palace, lacking the status to even step foot in the inner sanctums.

Zhao Jiaran’s icy gaze swept over Ye Chen, but as his eyes landed on Jin Shuhui, they ignited with a fervent, predatory hunger.

Ye Chen spoke up, "Greetings. I wish to apply for the assessment to enter the Moon Soul Realm."

Zhao Jiaran and his attendant disciples stood frozen for a beat, before erupting into boisterous laughter right in Ye Chen's face.

It was as if they had been told the most laughable joke in existence.

Pointing at Ye Chen, Zhao Jiaran laughed so hard that his eyes began to water. "Kid, did I hear that correctly? You want to sign up for the Moon Soul Realm assessment? A mere Heavenly God Realm piece of trash wants in? Do you have any idea what the punishment is for mocking the dignity of our Star Moon Palace?"

Ye Chen remained stoic as he retorted, "My understanding is that martial artists from the Star Swirl Domain are permitted to apply for the assessment, regardless of their cultivation foundation. Since I have formally requested to join, you are obligated to facilitate it, correct?"

After all, the world is vast, and there are many prodigies capable of shattering the barriers between cultivation tiers!

Zhao Jiaran’s expression soured instantly at these words.

Just because this outsider demands an assessment, he thinks he has the right to command me?

Does this Star Swirl piece of trash think our Star Moon Palace disciples are his personal servants?

Nothing infuriated Zhao Jiaran more!

Glaring at Ye Chen with venom, he replied, "Obligated? Fine. I will 'arrange' it. You sit there and wait for word, and when the time is right, the Star Moon Palace will get back to you."

Dismissing Ye Chen, he turned his gaze back to Jin Shuhui with a greasy grin. "And you, Fairy? Do you also wish to enter the Moon Soul Realm? Given your cultivation, the assessment will likely be impossible. Why not accompany me to my Deacon Room instead? I can provide you with some private tips on how to pass."

Suddenly, a shadow flickered past, obstructing his view.

Ye Chen looked down at Zhao Jiaran with an icy, hollow stare. "Arranging an assessment is a simple task, so why the need for delay? If you have enough time to offer unsolicited advice, you surely have enough time to process my request right now, don't you?"

The moment these words left his lips, the atmosphere of the Star Moon Palace seemed to plunge into a deep freeze.

The disciples lurking behind Zhao Jiaran traded glances, their amusement turning to a strange, mocking pity.

Deacon Zhao despised nothing more than being told what to do by martial artists from the Star Swirl Domain.

Especially while he was busy trying to woo a woman.

Zhao Jiaran fixed a gaze of lethal hatred upon Ye Chen. "I was chatting with the Fairy, did no one teach you when to keep your mouth shut? I told you to wait for the news, so get lost and wait! Who are you to dictate my work? Do you think you have the right to command me, you brat?"

With a surge of power, he unleashed his full Heavenly Repairing Realm aura, aiming to crush Ye Chen beneath its weight.

A bloodthirsty gleam entered Zhao Jiaran’s eyes. A Heavenly God Realm ant should have been pulverized into paste under such pressure, right?

One heartbeat. Two. Three...

Dozens of moments drifted by, yet Ye Chen stood completely motionless, his expression entirely unmoved by the overwhelming aura.

Zhao Jiaran stared in absolute disbelief, unable to grasp why the boy remained unscathed.

The surrounding disciples began to whisper, casting bewildered looks at Zhao Jiaran.

He had exerted his full force, and yet, he could not even suppress a low-level Heavenly God Realm practitioner?

If word of this reached the Sect masters, he would be demoted to the Star Swirl Domain for the rest of his life.

Even if he remained in the Moon Soul Realm, he would be the laughingstock of the entire organization.

Zhao Jiaran’s features twisted into a mask of pure animosity; he viewed Ye Chen as his mortal enemy.

He roared internally, "Why! Why does a Star Swirl ant possess the fortitude to survive my pressure? He should have been shattered to pieces by now!"

After all, he was an official outer disciple of the Star Moon Palace! Did this piece of trash have any idea what sacrifices he had made to scrub away his humble origins and climb the ranks of this Sect? These Star Swirl rabble would never grasp his suffering.

He was the one they were meant to look up to!

And now, not only was he stuck dealing with them, but his reputation was at risk because of this outcome?

Zhao Jiaran could never allow such a thing.

This boy has to die!!!

At that moment, Ye Chen spoke once more: "I will offer you one final chance. Facilitate the assessment. Did you hear me?"

In Ye Chen’s mind, individuals like Zhao Jiaran should be bowing in apology to every martial artist from the Star Swirl Domain, not bristling with arrogance.

Does he truly believe himself superior?

As predicted, Zhao Jiaran lost all composure, his soul burning with unchecked rage.

He let out a deafening shout, a shockwave of violent spiritual energy erupting from his core that forced the surrounding disciples to scramble backward for safety.

"Damned Star Swirl scum! You want an assessment? I will arrange a grave for you instead!"

Zhao Jiaran surged forward, his aura spiraling in a terrifying vortex. A blood-stained sickle manifested in his grip, the potent essence of the Heavenly Repairing Realm flooding into the weapon and imbuing the blade with a foul, corrupting Dao essence.