Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1052 - 1050: Killing Two Birds with One Stone! Dongmen Nu’s Ambition!

The atmosphere instantly froze to the point of ice!

A chill spread in all directions.

Danger lurked everywhere.

The tense atmosphere of swords drawn and bows bent terrified the onlookers!

In a flash, they clutched their heads and scattered like birds and beasts.

The vendors quickly covered their heads, slipped under their stalls, trembling.

"Young Master Dongmen! Young Master Dongmen, let's talk this out. Why resort to weapons?"

Mo Chen spread his arms, blocking Dongmen Nu, who was about to act, anxiously speaking.

Dongmen Nu was someone who meant what he said! He did whatever he wanted.

Now that he has drawn his sword against Lin Fan, it means he truly intends to kill Lin Fan here!

He didn't care about the place, the time, or how many people were watching.

As long as he wished, he acted.

Such was his arrogance and overbearing nature! He disregarded everyone!

If Mo Chen didn't step in to stop him, Lin Fan would truly end up as a corpse here.

"What do you mean, Clan Leader Mo? Are you stopping me?!"

Dongmen Nu shouted angrily, his aura leaking out aggressively.

"No, it's not... Young Master Dongmen, there's no need to be enraged over an ant of a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor. He doesn't belong to the Sumeru Continent, he's reckless and ignorant, offended you, Young Master Dongmen, please allow me to apologize on his behalf."

"You've stopped me repeatedly, are you intentionally going against me? Aren't you afraid of my anger maybe involving you?!"

"Young Master Dongmen, please calm down. This unruly child saved my life, if I don't save him, wouldn't it be repaying kindness with enmity, burning the bridge after crossing the river? In the future, how will the world perceive my Xuan Clan, perceive me, Mo Chen?"

"So you're going to oppose me?!"

"I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare..."

"Earlier, how he contradicted me, you heard clearly. Tell me, what shall we do?"

"Well... this..."

Mo Chen hesitated, unsure of what to do.

It's impossible to make Lin Fan bow his head and apologize.

He knew Lin Fan was stubborn and would not easily admit fault. Besides, Lin Fan wasn't wrong in this matter. Dongmen Nu suddenly declaring he wanted to marry Mo Ningxiang, naturally irked him as well.

However.

He didn't have Lin Fan's courage to lash out in anger and publicly retort.

Did Dongmen Nu truly want to marry Mo Ningxiang?

Impossible.

There were probably two underlying reasons:

It was Lin Fan. Previously being publicly humiliated by Lin Fan, unable to swallow his pride, and seeing Lin Fan's good relations with the Xuan Clan, thought to provoke Lin Fan using the Xuan Clan, forcing him to act, and thus have a chance to kill him.

Secondly, the Xuan Clan. Though the Heavenly Clan remained silent, Mo Chen understood. Even though the power gap between them was vast, the Xuan Clan's existence was ultimately a threat, especially in recent years with the rise of talented members from the Xuan Clan, while the Heavenly Clan had only Dongmen Nu. If war broke out between the two clans, it would certainly provoke opposition and aversion from the other ten Ancient Clans. So, marrying into the Xuan Clan as a means to eliminate it by annexation remained the best strategy.

This last point, a genius like Dongmen Nu, likely planned long ago.

His appearance in Yuluo City was one evidence.

And Lin Fan's presence also provided an excellent excuse.

However, even without Lin Fan, he would have found another excuse.

Or perhaps.

No excuse was needed at all!

Bluntly seizing, straightforward robbery, achieving two goals at once!

Mo Chen stared into Dongmen Nu's eyes.

Those eyes shimmered with a fiery gaze, as if drawing his soul into their depths, his body stiff and unable to pull away.

His gaze shifted downward.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly into an eerie arc, radiating a confident and mocking smile. As if saying: even if the scheme is exposed, what can you do?!

Mo Chen's heart trembled, shuddering.

"Young Master Dongmen... let me apologize on his behalf, please spare Lin Fan's life."

"You?"

Dongmen Nu narrowed his eyes slightly, glittering with a sinister light.

"Are you so eager to protect this ant's life?"

"I have to."

"Fine, kneel down!"

The sound quaked in all directions, shaking the earth and mountains.

The vast Yuluo City seemed to echo with Dongmen Nu's fierce shout.

"Kneel! Kowtow! If my mood improves, perhaps I'll spare him."

"Clan Leader!"

Lin Fan was dumbfounded, didn't expect Dongmen Nu's demand to be so excessive!

In broad daylight, under everyone's gaze.

He dared to demand the dignified Xuan Clan Leader, Mo Chen, to kneel and kowtow for him!

Absolutely intolerable!

A sheer act of humiliation!

Once the knee touches the ground, it becomes an indelible shame for the Xuan Clan and Mo Chen for a lifetime!

"You must not kneel!"

"Shut up!"

Mo Chen didn't turn his head, shouting angrily.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, hugging his arms tightly against his body, muscles tensed with veins bulging.

His whole body trembled violently, internal struggle and conflict immense.

Suddenly!

The trembling stopped.

Mo Chen fell into complete composure and tranquility.

Immovable.

As if what stood before everyone was merely a soulless shell, a fleshless body. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Yet.

He experienced a sudden clarity of mind.

For justice, for the lady, for the Xuan Clan.

Even if kneeling, one can maintain dignity.

Moreover.

He wasn't kneeling to Dongmen Nu but to the behemoth power behind him, the Heavenly Clan.

Silence.

Dead silent as if death permeated the air.

No one dared to breathe loudly, countless eyes stared at Mo Chen, mouths agape, jaws dropped to the ground.

Would the Xuan Clan Leader Mo Chen truly kneel for a mere ant of a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor?

At that moment.

Mo Chen's feet began to move slowly.

His upper body remained rigidly straight, yet his knees moved inch by inch toward the ground.

Unyielding, yet forced to yield.

It seemed as if time had slowed down a hundredfold.

This act of kneeling seemed to span several centuries.

Dongmen Nu, wearing a confident smile, kept his eyes glued to Mo Chen's every movement, unwilling to miss a single frame.

The Xuan Clan Leader kneeling before him was yet another significant stroke in his life story.

The future seat of the Heavenly Clan Leader grew more stable and secure, no longer threatened.

This unprecedented feat.

He achieved it!

Humiliating Mo Chen, devouring the Xuan Clan.

Dongmen Nu laughed internally, yearning to spread his arms wide and announce it to the entire world!

But then.

All of a sudden!

While Dongmen Nu focused intently on Mo Chen, relishing in the Xuan Clan Leader's kneeling.

He suddenly heard a fierce wind sound in his ears!

As if something was exploding in the air!

Not good!

Momentarily hesitant.

Dongmen Nu shouted inwardly and lifted his head to look at Lin Fan.

He only saw Lin Fan's hand glistening with golden light, sword shadows swaying.

A tenth of a heartbeat!

Zheng!

Zheng!

The fierce sound of metal clashing.

It shook everyone's eardrums!

More than ten attendants didn't have time to react, their weapons instantly shattered, clattering to the ground, holding only hollow handles, utterly bewildered.

Xuanyuan Sword?! How did this guy...

Dongmen Nu, aside from being shocked, revealed a fierce glint in his eyes.

Just about to rise and move.

A hand!

Firmly pressed on his left shoulder.

Immobile!

Dongmen Nu was shocked, swatting backward.

The pressure on his left shoulder vanished instantly.

He intended to move again.

But another hand pressed on his right shoulder.

This time with such force, it made Dongmen Nu's legs weak, almost causing him to fall.

Dongmen Nu was astonished!

The one who acted was supposed to have knelt before him — Mo Chen!

"Mo Chen! You!"

"Young Master Dongmen, please calm down."

Yet calmly spoke, but the words carried immense authority, causing an irresistible tremor.

Mo Chen's face was as calm as a still well, devoid of any expression, exuding calmness that instilled a sense of unease.

Dongmen Nu, however, was already terrified.

Though Mo Chen merely placed his hand on his shoulder.

But with a Middle Heavenly Venerate of Eighth Layer, killing him was a walk in the park!

At this moment.

"Little Princess! Little Princess!"

Lin Fan's two urgent calls resounded, shattering the silence.