The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3650 - 3640: Yin Yang Spirit Dao Sect!
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
Yet to Ye Chen, even as a magnanimous Saint Heir, an apology from Mu Mingxuan might allow forgiveness, but without it, the matter would take on an entirely different tone!
No one can casually insult a Saint Heir. Offending one among the demonic beasts leads to just one result—death!
Tension gripped everyone, as they worried the hot-headed young Mu Mingxuan might commit a grave mistake!
But after a brief silence, the arrogant demonic beast genius Mu Mingxuan shocked all by dropping to his knees right in front of Ye Chen!
Teeth clenched, Mu Mingxuan endured profound humiliation; this act of kneeling pained him more than dying!
Yet no trace of reluctance or bitterness showed on his face...
He understood this kneel was fully justified!
Not due to Ye Chen’s position, but because he knew Ye Chen could have slain him already if desired!
Bloodline suppression terrified more than raw power; moments ago, his cultivation had dropped five full realms before Ye Chen!
Despite the offense, Ye Chen spared his life and halted his clash with Xu Shenglong’s companions!
Mu Mingxuan had never bowed to anyone in his life, yet now he did!
Ye Chen alone earned his recognition, so despite the shame, kneel he must!
Failing that, Mu Mingxuan wouldn’t deserve to call himself a demonic beast!
Mu Mingxuan parted his lips, intent on apologizing, but the words stuck; his tongue felt crushed under a mountain, immovable no matter his effort!
Xu Shenglong was stunned by the kneel too, but spotting Mu Mingxuan’s hesitation, he urged anxiously, "Mingxuan, why hesitate? Apologize now!"
He spoke for Mu Mingxuan’s sake. Enraging the Saint Heir could erase not just Mu Mingxuan, but the whole Nine Saint Demon Sect from the Moon Soul Domain in an instant.
Yet Ye Chen raised a hand, silencing Xu Shenglong.
Hearts pounded among the onlookers, uncertain of Ye Chen’s judgment on Mu Mingxuan!
Ye Chen eyed Mu Mingxuan briefly, then spoke evenly, "The past is done, but heed this: it’s the first and final time. Don’t mistake my mercy for weakness."
Without Xu Shenglong’s friendship, Ye Chen might have unleashed the Heavenly Demon Bloodline to end Mu Mingxuan.
Still, he sensed Xu Shenglong’s scolding and actions hid deep care; Mu Mingxuan’s death would grieve him.
Why else restrain to mere physical force in fury?
Thus, Ye Chen offered Mu Mingxuan one chance, and only one.
He also knew some words men could never utter, perhaps ever, and Mu Mingxuan’s kneel sufficed.
Gratitude flooded Mu Mingxuan’s face at Ye Chen’s words. Preserving a man’s dignity often outweighs mere survival!
Rising slowly, he bowed his head silently, but inwardly swore to repay Ye Chen’s grace, even at life’s cost!
Huang Rushan grinned, delighted by the resolution, his admiration for Saint Ye deepening!
To Huang Rushan, a true Saint Heir excels at handling subordinates!
After all, claiming the Holy Emperor throne demands more than personal might—it requires backing!
Backing from legions of demonic beasts!
Mastering subordinates proves essential!
Ye Chen shone brilliantly here!
Had he instantly grasped Mu Mingxuan’s temperament? Handled him perfectly, upholding authority while securing total loyalty?
Even after eons as Nine Saint Demon Sect elder, Huang Rushan couldn’t surpass Ye Chen’s finesse!
If Ye Chen knew Huang Rushan’s thoughts, hearty laughter would follow; he’d simply followed instinct, overthinking nothing.
Now Huang Rushan declared, "Enough, those elders must be impatient. Time to enter the Forbidden Land."
He summoned a massive Flying Boat; with a gesture, the group boarded. Bathed in earthy yellow glow, it pierced the Void next instant, teleporting vast distances!
Each leap spanned tens of thousands of miles!
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Deep in a mist-veiled forest lay a serene, mirror-smooth blue lake, encircled by five clusters of figures.
Most in these groups looked youthful, radiating arrogance and exceptional bearing.
They were the elite disciples of the Ancient Six Sects!
Suddenly, a fair-skinned, rotund middle-aged Daoist snorted, "Are those demonic beasts ever showing? Keeping us waiting like this—such insolence!"
Known as Song Wu, he hailed from Yin Yang Spirit Dao Sect of the Ancient Six Sects, famed for Yin-Yang arts and Absorption Technique!
Song Wu led as its sect master!
Three men and two women trailed him, all strikingly alluring, their strange allure drawing both sexes!
Nearby to Song Wu’s left, a lean-faced elder in Daoist robes eyed him silently, disgust flashing briefly.
This was Hong Yin, sect master of Seven Mysterious Daoist Sect, his aura enigmatic and fearsome, cultivation depth immeasurable.
Inheriting pure Daoist ways, Hong Yin viewed Absorption Technique practitioners like Song Wu as worse than demonic beasts!
He retorted sharply, "Hah, Daoist Song arrived moments ago too? By your logic, your boldness rivals theirs?"
Song Wu’s eyes chilled as he faced Hong Yin, snapping, "Old fool, what’s that supposed to mean? Defending demonic beasts? Got dealings with them? You tout your sect as true Dao, yet match our Yin Yang Spirit Dao Sect in vice!"
Fury twisted Hong Yin’s features, spiritual energy roiling near explosion, as he glared, "Repeat that! How dare your foul path slander the Seven Mysterious Daoist Sect!"
Song Wu sneered, "What, a fight? Think I fear you?"
Yin-Yang energies erupted behind him, forming a swirling Yin Yang Fish. Their fusion unleashed world-shaking might!
Two top powers of the Ancient Six Sects teetered on collision!