The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3690 - 3680: Refine for Me! (Sixth Update)
Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
The onlookers were completely unaware that Ye Chen had mastered such a mighty formation. Upon witnessing countless fellow sect disciples swarm to claim Netherworld Peak, they had charged in with righteous fury to assist Ye Chen, only to realize their efforts were utterly redundant now.
Right then, the grand hall doors of Netherworld Peak flew open. Ye Chen positioned himself at the threshold, his eyes chillingly sweeping across the disciples and elders gathered outside, before shifting to a warm gaze upon Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao.
"Brother Yang, Liu Yunmiao, come in for a chat."
Ye Chen grinned, clutching a teapot brimming with Spiritual Tea made from Netherworld Spirit Water. The intoxicating scent stunned Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao.
The spectators outside observed Ye Chen acting so leisurely, even beckoning Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao for tea, utterly ignoring their presence.
"Damn it!"
Lei Rong’s gaze burned with killing intent as he couldn’t suppress his furious outburst.
In that instant, the elders’ attention shifted, abandoning their plans to wrest Netherworld Peak from Ye Chen.
After all, the Nine Heaven Netherworld Formation atop Netherworld Peak held tremendous power. Shattering it demanded great exertion, and provoking Wu Duan Cang would leave them far from safe.
Now, the disciples and elders beyond Netherworld Peak harbored varied intentions, though most abandoned thoughts of claiming the peak—save for one elder with a shovel-shaped face, whose sly look twisted as he unleashed his aura.
"Ye Chen!"
The shovel-faced elder shouted at Ye Chen, who was on the verge of ushering Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao inside.
"Hmm? Do you need something?"
Ye Chen noted the man’s hostile expression yet responded courteously.
"This Netherworld Peak overflows with spiritual energy, yet it’s unfit for someone at your realm level. You’re squandering a prime peak. Why not hand it over for an exchange?"
The shovel-faced elder grinned as though prioritizing Ye Chen’s welfare, but the cunning gleam in his eyes and underlying menace were plain to all.
"My Heavenly Blade Peak also brims with spiritual energy, perfect for you. This trade benefits us both. Refuse, and even as Chief Disciple, you’ll face troubles in the Six Paths Sect that I can’t shield you from."
The shovel-faced elder dropped all pretense, issuing a naked threat.
Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao stood frozen in shock at such brazen audacity from the elder.
At that moment, the other elders glared at the shovel-faced one with contempt and fury, regretting they hadn’t devised this ploy first. Direct seizure failing, subtle pressure and temptation might prevail against the naive Ye Chen, who wouldn’t dare defy an elder.
One elder even sneered, "Elder Zhou, you’re truly cunning."
"Haha, Elder Hua, you’ve got it wrong. I’m acting in Ye Chen’s best interest—how could this be a scheme?"
The shovel-faced elder, Zhou Jin by name, saw Ye Chen’s quiet response and grew smugger, smirking as he pressed, "Ye Chen, what say you?"
"Oh?"
Ye Chen responded with a amiable smile that delighted Zhou Jin further.
"I don’t think much of it."
Ye Chen added.
Zhou Jin’s grin stiffened instantly, a savage aura exploding outward, thick with slaughterous intent.
Zhou Jin hadn’t anticipated Ye Chen’s outright rejection of his demand. The blatant threat rang clear, yet Ye Chen spurned him before everyone, igniting his rage.
"Ye Chen, you lack the standing to hold Netherworld Peak. Don’t you grasp sect etiquette and elder reverence? For an elder to propose a trade is your privilege!"
Zhou Jin shed all facades and attacked.
"Boom!"
Zhou Jin’s aura detonated. His might was terrifying, at the eighth level of the Heavenly Repairing Realm. Boundless spiritual energy surged forth, summoning a celestial vision where illusory ferocious beasts howled ferociously across the heavens.
"Are you handing it over or not!"
Yang Qianyu and Liu Yunmiao paled at the sight. They never imagined an elder like Zhou Jin bullying so tyrannically to rob a disciple’s cultivation site. Equally alarming was his power—could Ye Chen withstand it?
"Hand over?" Ye Chen now eyed Zhou Jin with scorn, releasing a crushing aura that radiated the majesty of an unparalleled Great Emperor.
"Formation, rise!"
Ye Chen bellowed, lifting his hand. The Nine Heaven Netherworld Formation blazed with infinite radiance, as the Celestial Stars Map over Netherworld Peak showered Star Flames downward.
Starlight unfurled across the heavens, radiating a brilliant luster packed with immense pressure, almost tangible as it plunged from above straight at Zhou Jin.
Elsewhere, he might lack the power to resist this elder!
Yet right here on Netherworld Peak, he held the right to fight back!
"You dare to retaliate against me, truly lawless!"
Zhou Jin saw this sight and erupted in rage, sensing total humiliation from Ye Chen. For Ye Chen to counterattack amid his suppression revealed complete scorn for hierarchy, sheer overbearing pride.
Zhou Jin's fury surged so intensely his lungs nearly burst. Gazing at the relentless cascade of stars, the enormous spiritual energy at his command exploded outward behind him.
"Dare to attack me, today I’ll shatter your formation!"
With a thunderous roar from Zhou Jin, limitless spiritual energy condensed into a colossal, horrifying hammer that could sunder skies and earth. The hammer swept forth, cracking the world apart, shaking mountains and rivers.
The plummeting stars got pulverized by the massive hammer, which then crashed into the starlight shield.
"Boom!"
The whole Nine Heaven Netherworld Formation quaked violently, sending shudders through Netherworld Peak itself. At this view, Ye Chen's gaze overflowed with boundless chill.
At the same time, Ye Chen detected an oddity. Normally, such chaos in the sect would draw the sect master or influential elders to interfere, but Wu Duan Cang and Elder Dao Pao remained absent, clearly overlooking it.
"Heh, they’re testing my abilities?"
A sly smile tugged at Ye Chen’s lips. With them not halting Zhou Jin, they surely wouldn't curb him either, letting him unleash without much concern.
"In that case, let’s see if you’re stronger or if the Nine Heaven Netherworld Formation prevails!"
Ye Chen sneered coldly, his will surging to make the Celestial Stars Map overhead shudder, unleashing torrents of starlight.
A fainter Celestial Stars Map manifested, swallowing Zhou Jin and the spiritual energy-forged giant hammer whole.
At that instant, under Zhou Jin’s feet, surging Netherworld Energy burst forth, the Netherworld River rising to etch an Eight Trigrams Tai Chi array beneath him.
"Nine Heaven Netherworld Formation, refine for me!"