The Divine Urban Physician

Chapter 2953: Chapter 2927: Mo Xue Ming’s Plan! (Fifth Update)

Ye Chen’s voice took a turn, a trace of mockery on his lips as he said, ”You can’t be blamed, after all, isn’t this how you have been since childhood? Even when the family was on the brink of collapse, the internal strife never ceased.ℯℯ𝘭.

On the surface, there’s extreme rejection of external forces, even introducing this so-called bloodline test to eliminate spies and infiltrators.

But you and I both know the reality, don’t we? So it’s normal for you to maintain your suspicion towards me, thinking I want to use the Ye family or have other motives.”

Ye Chen’s words made Ye Sheng blush with shame.

Indeed, for as long as anyone could remember, while all branches of the Ye family have shouted for its revival, the underlying rivalry and deception have never stopped.

The so-called bloodline test felt like a joke, and thinking of Ye Niang, Ye Sheng couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

With a mix of mockery and sarcasm, Ye Chen’s words pierced like facts, almost making Ye Sheng, Ye Chunzhi, and Ye Chunong want to find a crack to bury themselves in.

But the outcome was evident, even the once proud and conceited Ye Sheng had nothing more to say, obediently sitting down to adjust his state.

No matter how much Ye Chen mocked them, at least one thing he said was true: the success of the Ye family’s ancestral ritual does not mean the family is out of danger.

Even more dangerous situations might await them, and if they can’t overcome this, complete annihilation means the ancestral ritual’s success would be meaningless.

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Meanwhile, in the Netherworld Hall.

Not long ago, the breaking of Mo Lang and Mo Handong’s soul lamps left Mo Xue Ming, the master of the hall, in silence for a long time, the furrowed brows hinting at his inner unrest.

In this short period, first Qu Tan’er died, and now he lost two capable adopted sons. Even if Mo Xue Ming considered them mere pawns, their deaths wouldn’t bring him any sorrow.

But such consecutive losses are still unacceptable for the Netherworld Hall.

No matter how many pawns there are, eventually there will come a time when they’re all used up.

Especially since Mo Lang and Mo Handong died almost simultaneously, and up till now, he still didn’t know how his three subordinates died.

As for Qu Tan’er, nothing needed to be said. Mo Lang and Mo Handong were both strong in the Heavenly God Realm First Layer Heaven, and in the entire Divine Kingdom, there weren’t many who could kill them so swiftly.

Recalling the meeting with Ye Chen outside the Netherworld Hall, the familiar aura he sensed from that young man stirred both curiosity and excitement in Mo Xue Ming’s heart.

Because in Ye Chen, he not only sensed the Ancient Divine Doctor but also some traces of other ’old acquaintances.’

These were figures from the Ancient Times, whose deaths had been confirmed long ago.

Yet, traces of these people appeared on a young man. While others might not understand why, Mo Xue Ming, who possessed a Reincarnation Star Stone, knew very well.

He knew a legend regarding the Reincarnation Star Stone, and if that legend were true, it would mean the opportunity he had waited so long for might finally arrive.

In Ye Chen, Mo Xue Ming saw the possibility of the legend being true.

That’s why he specifically instructed Mo Lang and Mo Handong to pay attention to Ye Chen, to engage him, but not to kill him.

However, judging from the current situation, his two previously reliable adopted sons failed in their task to seize the Ye family’s Reincarnation Star Stone.

Not only did they fail, but they also lost their lives.

This was quite problematic.

Without understanding the situation fully, Mo Xue Ming couldn’t send other disciples from the Netherworld Hall to investigate. Standing with his hands behind his back at the hall’s entrance, he gazed distantly at the starry sky, deep and cold.

”Perhaps, I need to go personally.”

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In the depths of Jueye Land, within the Linglong Pagoda of the Ye family.

Since Ye Chen and the others went down into the dark fog to reach the Ancestral Land, nearly all elite Ye family members had gathered at the top of the pagoda, with several ancestors stationed there.

The once-in-ten-thousand-years ancestral ritual concerns the entire Ye family’s future.

In the past, the ancestral ritual was never interrupted, but never once succeeded.

Each failure meant countless years of escape for the Ye Clan Disciples, enemies all around!

Each failure was akin to carving the flesh from their bones time and again; now, the once main line of the Ye family, once protectors of the Samsara Master, had dwindled significantly, with only some branches remaining but lacking strong figures.

As for affiliated forces, they scattered like monkeys when the tree fell long ago.

This time, the ancestral ritual was led by the less-than-a-thousand-year-old Chaos Realm Peak geniuses Ye Tanzhu, Ye Sheng, and Ye Niang, along with the monstrous figures Ye Lingtian and Ye Chen, who possessed Chaos Realm Peak combat strength, giving the entire Ye family a glimmer of hope.

Moreover, in some sense, this might be the Ye family’s last time gathering their few elite disciples for the ancestral ritual. If they fail again...

The Ye family might truly vanish into history’s river forever.

When they set out, confidence wasn’t overwhelming, but there was still hope. Yet, as time passed and the soul lamps in the Linglong Tower shattered one by one, hope dwindled swiftly.

Now, out of the thirty most outstanding young Ye family disciples, nearly all soul lamps had shattered, leaving only five.

Even the soul lamps of Ye Tanzhu and Ye Niang broke, meaning two of the three most valued core disciples of the Ye family had perished during the ritual.

This was an undeniable, colossal blow to everyone present.

It could even be said to be a nightmarish blow.

Was this going to be another failure?

At the head, the faces of the two elders, Ye Zigeng and Ye Xueqing, were grim, full of sadness. Ye Ziming’s expression was just as bleak. With such losses, it seems this ritual might indeed be another failure.

Among the crowd below, the expressions of many Ye family disciples were filled with grief.

The selected Ye Clan Disciples were the most outstanding geniuses of this generation, yet now they’re nearly wiped out, many being close friends to those present.

”Is there still hope?” a Ye Clan disciple quietly transmitted to a familiar companion.

”Who knows, we’ve been mentally prepared for this, haven’t we?”

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