A few days later
True God–stage elites of the Divine Realm began to suffer from an embarrassing affliction
At any moment, they might be struck by it
This left many divine beings anxious and unsettled
What was happening? Was the Divine Realm on the brink of destruction? Or was our divine body reaching its limit, causing these sudden downward surges?
But that couldn’t be right!
In the Divine Realm, countless supreme beings existed. Even if the realm were to be destroyed, they would handle it.
Though I am only a minor True God, there are Nascent Gods below me who remain unaffected by such cosmic turmoil—so how could I be afflicted?
Since the first possibility was out, the second must be the cause.
Yet that made no sense either. Once one became divine, unless slain by another god, there was no concept of a “limit” leading to such collapse.
The afflicted True Gods were bewildered.
And because it was too embarrassing to discuss, each kept silent
Still, their spirits grew ever more subdued
A few days later, a figure known as the greatest divine physician in history appeared in the Divine Realm
Rumor held that he cured the most perplexing maladies
Upon hearing this, True God–stage expert Lü Hengqian sought him out atop a sacred mountain
“Word is you possess unmatched skill in the healing arts. Is it true or false?” Lü Hengqian asked coldly, his tone laced with haughty pride
Such arrogance was inevitable—those who attained godhood were the crown of heaven’s chosen, each bearing immense fortune. To enter the Divine Realm without colossal fate was impossible
But Lü Hengqian made a fatal mistake: he dared to show off before certain people
And one did not do that without risk of injury
Indeed, this self-proclaimed benevolent physician was none other than Ye Yu, who had orchestrated every recent event himself
As the saying went, wealth lay in cunning, not hard labor
Endless training at the gate was not in Ye Yu’s nature
And frankly, his scheme served the Divine Realm well—he strove to reveal mortal suffering to these gods
Facing such hardship, they could hardly gleefully feign ignorance
“How dare you come begging for healing and still put on airs?” Ye Yu snorted, folding his arms before him
“You may return now. In five days you will surely perish—that is my verdict”
Lü Hengqian’s expression instantly froze. His divine power surged, genuine fury igniting
“You brat, you speak recklessly! You will die before I do—do you believe that?”
Undeterred, Ye Yu rose and proclaimed, “Poison of the Divine Nemesis has entered your body. Your stomach twists in agony, the downward flow cannot be stopped. In ten days you will die! Has it not been five days since your first pain? Five days remain before your collapse. Do you believe?”
At these words, Lü Hengqian quivered. Shock, humiliation, and fear swirled in his heart
Instinctively he glanced about to ensure no other gods watched. Then he immediately formed a silence barrier and knelt
His movements were fluid and effortless, smooth as silk
Tears glistened in his eyes as he trembled, “Senior, I admit my voice was too loud just now. Please forgive me. I beg you, save me!”
It was not that Lü Hengqian lacked intelligence, but that he valued his life above all
Ordinarily, once one reached Foundation Establishment or higher, such downward ruptures were unheard of. Cultivators pursued purity above all
Yet now here he was—a True God—afflicted by this collapse
This could only mean a severe flaw in the divine body
No other explanation possible
And Ye Yu, upon first meeting, immediately diagnosed his condition—what else could he be but a divine physician?
In other words, Ye Yu’s words had shattered Lü Hengqian’s mental defenses, compelling him to plead humbly for survival
Faced with this, Ye Yu only let out a cold laugh, said nothing, and closed his eyes to rest
Sometimes presence mattered more than power
Whether you truly could or could not was less important than making others believe you could. By that measure, many feats were already half accomplished
Sure enough, seeing Ye Yu’s arrogant repose, Lü Hengqian was even more convinced that this was a transcendent divine physician
Otherwise, such pride would be impossible
When Ye Yu continued to ignore him, Lü Hengqian prostrated himself and cried out again, “Divine Physician, please help me!”
Honestly, he had considered using force. But Ye Yu was Late–stage True God and he Mid–stage. A clash could end the opportunity for treatment—too high a price to pay
So Lü Hengqian had no choice but to continue his entreaties
Ye Yu finally raised a hand and said, “I will heal you—but my fee is one divine art. If you agree, we begin treatment. If not, you may depart.”
This gave Lü Hengqian pause
After all, upon fracturing the void to enter the Divine Realm, each god’s path was unique. Most divine arts they cultivated through personal trial and refinement
Some belonged to sect traditions, but those were exceedingly rare
To give up his divine art meant exposing its every secret
If possible, Lü Hengqian would never consent to such an exchange
Perhaps sensing his hesitation, Ye Yu prepared to add fuel to the fire
“Here it comes!”
At those words, Lü Hengqian’s brow furrowed in confusion
What was coming?
Then Ye Yu’s great hand struck the air and slammed against Lü Hengqian’s abdomen
A warm current spread—gentle, pleasant
But the next moment, that excruciating stomach‐twisting pain struck again
Lü Hengqian cried out in agony and begged {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} Ye Yu with his eyes
Ye Yu only shook his head, motioning that Lü Hengqian must resolve it himself
With no choice, Lü Hengqian vanished in an instant. Moments later, when he reappeared his face blazed with fury
He clearly intended to confront Ye Yu
“You’re supposed to be a divine physician—why haven’t you cured what you caused?”
But before he could speak, Ye Yu’s solemn expression froze him in place
The situation was far worse than he had imagined!
