The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3687 - 3677: Not Worthy! (Third Update)

While Wu Duan Cang conversed with Elder Dao Pao and the rest, Ye Chen had already taken up residence at Netherworld Peak and thoroughly examined every inch of it.

Earlier, as Ye Chen scanned the peaks using his spiritual sense, he noticed a special occurrence at Netherworld Peak. Despite its outwardly depleted and rundown appearance, it concealed a tremendous chance.

Thus, right after reaching Netherworld Peak, Ye Chen scoured the area but discovered nothing unusual.

Now, Ye Chen stood within the rundown, dust-covered hall of Netherworld Peak, his brows knitting slightly. He was certain his instincts were spot on, so why was this anomaly eluding him?

Suddenly, Ye Chen felt a tremor underfoot. His eyes lit up at once. This sensation was it! This exact spot had caught his spiritual sense before, prompting him to select Netherworld Peak.

"It lies right under my feet." Ye Chen's gaze intensified as his spiritual sense extended downward, delving into the earth, only to encounter obstructing seals.

These seals brimmed with immense might, overflowing with boundless sealing force that seemed capable of withstanding even the All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds. A subtle shift appeared on Ye Chen's face.

"What secret lurks below Netherworld Peak..."

Ye Chen murmured, and upon his spiritual sense brushing the seal, the Samsara Graveyard inside him quivered while the Biluo Heaven and Hell Map started to react.

Strands of Netherworld Energy emerged from the Biluo Heaven and Hell Map. In that instant, the seal cracked open, letting Ye Chen's spiritual sense slip inside effortlessly, revealing a massive chamber brimming with an endless spiritual spring rich in spiritual energy.

"This is... Netherworld Spirit Water!"

Joy flooded Ye Chen's face. Netherworld Spirit Water forms from Netherworld River Water and, more precisely, condenses out of it before nurturing it further.

Within Ye Chen's Biluo Heaven and Hell Map, his Netherworld River held abundant Netherworld Spirit Water too. Yet, as the river's core essence, he refrained from using it lightly.

Finding this vast reserve of Netherworld Spirit Water now sent a thrill through Ye Chen's heart, leading him to suspect it had been Xiao Shuihan's ancient cultivation ground.

Indeed, Netherworld Spirit Water wielded tremendous and invaluable power, long monopolized by the Samsara Master from his past life, rendering it unattainable for most, especially in such volumes.

Just Xiao Shuihan, bound closely to that previous Samsara Master, could amass so much through their master-disciple bond.

"Ah, so this was once the disciple's cultivation spot."

A nostalgic expression crossed Ye Chen's features; fate had woven a profound tie between him and Xiao Shuihan.

Right then, Ye Chen understood why Netherworld Peak had turned into a spiritually barren wasteland.

The presence of Netherworld Spirit Water drew all of Netherworld Peak's spiritual energy toward it, and Xiao Shuihan's seal had locked it away, dooming the peak to spiritual desolation and neglect by all.

Truly, fortune aligned by chance. Xiao Shuihan's seal delivered Netherworld Peak into Ye Chen's grasp, and Ye Chen possessed the exact divine ability to pierce the seal with Netherworld Spirit Water, as though destiny had orchestrated it all.

With a sentimental glance, Ye Chen's thoughts shifted, causing the Biluo Heaven and Hell Map within to vibrate. Wisps of Netherworld Power, mingled with Netherworld Water, seeped into the seal below via the earth.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, an overwhelming surge of spiritual energy erupted across the world, coalescing into a spiritual spring high in the skies.

This spiritual spring acted as a nexus for heavenly spiritual energy, its purity breathtaking. At that moment, every member of the Six Paths Sect lifted their eyes to behold the spectacle overhead.

Wu Duan Cang and his group in the Six Paths Temple were equally stunned, craning their necks skyward.

"That's Netherworld Peak—this young man is truly exceptional!"

A bearded elder exclaimed in admiration, unable to hold back.

"Haha, we toiled for years in the sect without uncovering its secret, but Ye Chen's arrival unleashed its brilliance and triggered this vision. He shares a destined bond with Netherworld Peak."

By declaring Ye Chen's destined bond with Netherworld Peak, Wu Duan Cang implied the youth had earned it fairly, quietly cautioning others against any designs on it.

Right now, Elder Dao Pao and the others gave a subtle nod. Cherishing high hopes for Ye Chen, they naturally refrained from coveting Netherworld Peak, despite its spiritual energy now vastly exceeding the finest treasure grounds of any sect.

Elder Dao Pao pulled back his gaze with a grin, turning to Wu Duan Cang. "Naturally, we harbor no designs on Netherworld Peak, though we can't vouch for whether disciples or certain other elders might feel tempted."

"Should I step forward to warn them?"

The bearded elder rumbled in a gravelly tone, his aura pulsing fiercely as Hongmeng Energy churned around him, displaying his formidable power.

"No need."

Wu Duan Cang shook his head upon hearing this, smiling as he proposed: "Ye Chen must walk this road himself; let him manage these affairs on his own."

"Furthermore, spies lurk with ears and eyes inside the sect. Too much meddling could spell danger for Ye Chen."

"It's wiser to let Ye Chen purge these traitors."

Wu Duan Cang's declaration caused the elders' gazes to flash with chill. They all knew well of the hidden schemers within the sect.

Fearful of the Six Paths Sect's resurgence, many had planted agents there— a reality Wu Duan Cang and his allies recognized, yet remained powerless to confront.

Ye Chen's emergence offered a chance, especially with his unyielding disposition; they could harness him to confront these foes, seizing the perfect moment.

"Very well then, let's observe who dares leap forth and court death."

Elder Dao Pao let out a booming laugh, his Daoist robe billowing as he faded gradually from the hall.

The remaining elders soon took their leave as well, abandoning Wu Duan Cang to sit alone in the temple, his profound eyes directed toward Netherworld Peak's location.

At the same time, endless marvels enveloped Netherworld Peak, with spiritual energy growing ever denser; golden lotuses rained from the heavens, and celestial maidens scattered blossoms across the firmament.

These visions ignited burning desires in the hearts of Six Paths Sect members, who fixed greedy stares upon Netherworld Peak.

Even some elders' expressions twisted darkly, as they set off toward Netherworld Peak.

Before long, Netherworld Peak found itself ringed by disciples and various elders, all glaring at the summit with hostile intent.

"Hmph, Ye Chen truly hit the jackpot, claiming such an enchanted haven."

"This brat's no different from a blind cat snagging a dead rat; Netherworld Peak was a spiritual wasteland before, and he just got lucky. It galls me!"

"A prize like this belongs in the grasp of the mighty; Ye Chen's too weak, unfit to hold Netherworld Peak!"