The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 3795: Blood Prison!

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Previously on The Divine Urban Physician...
Ye Chen ponders his next move, weighing the need to visit the Ten Thousand Destruction Forest against bolstering his strength first. Meanwhile, Jun Mo returns to Wushuang Blood City to find a tense atmosphere. He is urgently summoned by family elders to the Ancient Blood Sacred Hall to discuss a critical matter concerning the Ancestor's life.

The elder, with an air of wisdom, observed Jun Mo’s confused expression and then revealed, "However, the Nine Cold Sect refuses to even meet with our Jun Family, let alone lend us the Freezing Sky Ice Crystal."

"Then what must I do?" Jun Mo inquired with a grave tone upon hearing this.

With the Nine Cold Sect unwilling to cooperate, obtaining the Freezing Sky Ice Crystal became impossible. The Jun Family's Ancestor faced imminent peril, and the entire clan was subsequently plunged into a precarious situation.

At this juncture, the sage-like elder fixed his gaze upon Jun Mo and declared sternly, "While the Nine Cold Sect is disinclined to engage with our Jun Family, the Grand Elder of the Nine Cold Sect, Ying Xiangyun, harbours a keen interest in your Ancient Blood Nether Body. Should you agree to go, Ying Xiangyun will provide the Freezing Sky Ice Crystal to the Jun Family."

Following this declaration, the elder maintained an unwavering stare at Jun Mo.

Upon hearing these words, Jun Mo's countenance shifted dramatically. Ying Xiangyun, the Grand Elder of the Nine Cold Sect, was notoriously known as a madman throughout the Moon Soul Domain.

Ying Xiangyun possessed an obsessive passion for studying peculiar constitutions, and all who fell under his control met a grim end, succumbing to endless torture.

Now, for the elder to propose such a condition clearly meant he intended for Jun Mo to sacrifice himself in exchange for the Freezing Sky Ice Crystal.

Noticing Jun Mo's silence, the elder’s expression flickered slightly. He then spoke with a cold edge, "Jun Mo! What are you hesitating for? The Jun Family has treated you well, and now the clan is in dire straits. Should you not step forward to assist?"

"Hmph, I see. This whelp is merely an ungrateful wretch who certainly wouldn’t volunteer for such a task."

"Jun Mo, do not disappoint us; quickly agree to journey to the Nine Cold Sect!"

Inside the Ancient Blood Sacred Hall at that moment, individuals who were once amicable and of the same kin were now spewing harsh condemnations. Witnessing this spectacle, Jun Mo felt a tremor run through his heart; the familiar faces now appeared disconcertingly alien.

"This is my fate..." Jun Mo's eyes held a look of profound sorrow. Confronted with such circumstances, the very kinsmen who raised him displayed such an attitude, sending a shiver of coldness through him.

At that moment, Jun Mo’s uncles regarded him with chilling indifference.

"Jun Mo, this matter brooks no delay. Otherwise, should the Ancestor meet an untimely end, you shall bear the guilt of a Jun Family sinner!" Jun Tianye admonished Jun Mo with fierce anger.

"What are you dithering for? Do you intend to be known as an ungrateful traitor to the family?" Jun Chaoyang demanded, his words as sharp as ice, piercing Jun Mo’s very soul.

These accusations struck Jun Mo’s ears, leaving him feeling utterly cold. His uncles, his father's own brothers who had watched him grow, were now displaying such ruthless disregard. Jun Mo did not object to the idea of sacrificing himself for the Jun Family, but the callous demeanor of his clan members, even his closest relations, chilled him to the bone, as these individuals had never once considered his own feelings.

A flicker of calculation ignited in the eyes of Jun Tianye and Jun Chaoyang; they were even contemplating forcibly compelling Jun Mo, binding him, and dispatching him to the Nine Cold Sect.

The wise elder had mentioned that if Jun Mo consented to journey to the Nine Cold Sect, their two lineages would reap substantial rewards, ensuring the prosperity of their descendants. A mere sacrifice of Jun Mo, they reasoned, could pave the way for the ascendance of their families – a transaction most advantageous!

Throughout the Ancient Blood Sacred Hall, enraged shouts echoed, denouncing Jun Mo as ungrateful and pressuring him to accept his fate at the Nine Cold Sect, thereby securing the Freezing Sky Ice Crystal as a trade for his life.

Jun Mo's gaze gradually became distant, his heart thoroughly disheartened by the overwhelming indifference of his clan.

"Grand Elder." Jun Mo lifted his head, addressing the sage-like elder with a voice laced with icy resolve, "It is acceptable for me to go, but I must know the whereabouts of my parents."

"Your parents?" The elder's eyes darted briefly before he reassured, "Rest assured, your parents are currently unharmed. As long as you willingly go to the Nine Cold Sect, no harm will befall them."

Hearing this, Jun Mo let out a cold, hollow laugh. Having witnessed the earlier attitudes of his family members and uncles, he harbored little doubt that his parents might also be in distress.

Jun Mo was not opposed to venturing to the Nine Cold Sect, but he refused to permit his parents to suffer unjustly.

"Grand Elder, I insist on seeing my parents first. Otherwise, I shall not set foot in the Nine Cold Sect." Jun Mo’s gaze, now like shards of ice, met the elder’s.

The moment these words left his lips, the Ancient Blood Sacred Hall seemed to shudder. A cacophony of voices erupted, furiously condemning Jun Mo.

"You ungrateful wretch! Are you attempting to bargain with the Grand Elder? Journeying to the Nine Cold Sect is your sworn duty! Consider the immense resources the Jun Family has invested in your cultivation over the years; do you not owe them something in return?"

"That's precisely it. Furthermore, even if you were sent to the Nine Cold Sect, your life might not necessarily be forfeit. To think you wouldn't dare to undertake such a minor task, you ungrateful wretch!"

At this very instant, Jun Tianye and Jun Chaoyang grew agitated and, swept up by the crowd's anger, followed suit.

"What did you just say?!"

Their words ignited a furious outburst from Jun Mo, a sudden surge of killing intent erupting as he fixed his gaze coldly upon these two individuals who were once his kin.

"Do you even comprehend your own actions!"

"My father is your sworn brother! My parents' safety remains precarious, yet you propose I venture to the Nine Cold Sect to meet my demise? Does your heart not ache at such a cruel suggestion?"

Jun Tianye and Jun Chaoyang had certainly not anticipated Jun Mo's sudden eruption. They stood momentarily stunned, their necks only stiffening in the next moment as they met Jun Mo's intense stare.

"Your parents are unharmed. As long as you agree to go to the Nine Cold Sect, they will be set free shortly. However, should you refuse, I cannot vouch for their continued well-being."

Jun Tianye's voice, laced with coldness, directed these words at Jun Mo.

Upon hearing this, Jun Mo felt a profound sense of disappointment wash over him. He shook his head, no longer paying heed to the two, and instead turned his attention to the elder, who resembled a sage.

"Grand Elder, I stand firm by my previous declaration. I implore you to reconsider."

"Insolence! Are you attempting to threaten the Grand Elder?"

Jun Tianye's face filled with dread, fearing that Jun Mo's words might jeopardize his own interests. He hastily cursed.

"Enough."

The sage-like elder glanced at Jun Tianye, waved a hand dismissively, and then addressed Jun Mo, "Naturally, you may see your parents. However, their convictions are far too rigid. You must absolutely not heed their counsel, lest the repercussions prove unbearable."

A subtle undertone of threat was woven into the elder's pronouncement. Jun Mo nodded, his expression unreadable.

At this juncture, the Jun Family was no longer the esteemed lineage he remembered. These individuals possessed no moral compass when their interests were at stake. If he failed to comply, his parents would likely face grave peril.

Observing Jun Mo's agreement, the sage-like elder stroked his beard, then gestured towards Jun Tianye. "Escort him to them."

"As the Grand Elder commands." Jun Tianye responded with a fawning expression before approaching Jun Mo, a cold sneer on his lips.

"Ungrateful brat, shall we proceed?"

Jun Tianye's condescending demeanor elicited nothing but contempt from Jun Mo. Reluctant to waste further words, he followed Jun Tianye, departing the hallowed grounds of the Ancient Blood Sacred Hall.

The journey ahead filled Jun Mo's heart with an ever-deepening chill, for he recognized with chilling certainty that the destination Jun Tianye was leading him towards was none other than the Blood Prison!