Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 488

Chapter 488: Chapter 132: Mu Qingge’s Fateful Furnace

"Master Lou, please accept my condolences."

Diao Yuan lifted his head, looking at Lou Chuanbai, who was deeply affected, and spoke in a supposedly sorrowful tone. However, to Lou Chuanbai, those insidious eyes were filled with a venomous sneer.

"It’s you! It’s you, isn’t it!" Lou Chuanbai suddenly lunged forward, trying to grab Diao Yuan’s collar, but he skillfully dodged.

Lou Chuanbai staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

Diao Yuan turned around and said to him, "Master Lou, please accept my condolences. I know your heart is heavy, but I have already tried my best to stop Brother Mei’s reckless actions. Sadly, it was still not enough to change his decision."

"You’re lying!" Lou Chuanbai struggled to steady himself, only to feel a rush of anger upon hearing Diao Yuan’s words, causing a metallic taste to surge in his throat.

"Master Lou, the truth is right in front of you, why do you refuse to believe?" Diao Yuan said coldly.

With that, he stood up, looked around at the people gathered, and said loudly, "Mei Zizhong was a reckless and arrogant person; his pride cost him his junior disciples their lives. That’s the fact!"

"You!" Lou Chuanbai glared viciously at Diao Yuan, his fingers trembling as he pointed at him.

Sniff, sniff, sniff...

"Can it be that Brother Mu was implicated like this?"

"Who would have thought Brother Mei would turn out to be such a person!"

"Alas, has my goddess Sister Shang’s beauty faded like this?"

"And Brother Zhao, such a gentle and jade-like person without even a trace of princely arrogance..."

"Even our Sister Zhu was caught up in it!"

The crowd murmured various discussions, all led by Diao Yuan. This situation filled Diao Yuan with pride, while the triumph in Hua Cangzhu’s eyes kept flashing.

Wei Qi tightly gripped Wei Guanguan’s hand, preventing her from acting impulsively.

The four gathered together, pursed their lips, as the discussions that surrounded them kept chipping away at their hopes.

"No, Mu Ge is so formidable, he won’t die so easily." Wei Guanguan shook her head, sobbing.

Wei Qi pressed his lips tightly together in a line, choosing not to answer Wei Guanguan.

Shui Ling remained silent. Fu Tianlong also wished not to believe, but had to admit, "That’s a giant Flood Dragon from the Purple Realm..."

"I don’t believe it! This must be lies from that Diao!" Wei Guanguan retorted.

Fu Tianlong fell silent. He, too, hoped these were all Diao Yuan’s lies and wished for Mu Qingge to appear at once.

"Brother Chuanbai, I understand your sorrow for losing a beloved disciple. But everything was their own doing; no one knew there was a giant Flood Dragon at the bottom of Moon Lake, nor did they expect, under such dangerous circumstances, they failed to see the situation clearly and insisted on staying. Didn’t I also lose a disciple?" Hua Cangzhu slowly stood up, taking a step onto the high platform, addressing Lou Chuanbai.

Lou Chuanbai returned a cold smile, his eyes in a defeated state, "Indeed, Dean Hua also lost a beloved disciple, yet I don’t see any trace of sadness from you."

Hua Cangzhu’s eyes sharpened, revealing despair, "Zhu Ling was my beloved disciple, and now she’s gone; how could I not feel sorrow? I just didn’t show it."

Looking at him, Lou Chuanbai’s smile grew colder. His gaze slowly shifted to Diao Yuan, "Diao Yuan, I will investigate the truth thoroughly. If I find out that all of these were your lies, that you were behind all this, causing the death of my disciples, I, Lou Chuanbai, swear here and now that I won’t spare a single person involved! I will issue a bounty and scatter advanced elixirs, summoning countless experts to avenge my disciples!"

Diao Yuan’s gaze turned icy, clashing with Lou Chuanbai’s in mid-air, as if igniting a spray of sparks.

Upon witnessing this confrontation and hearing Lou Chuanbai’s resolute words, Hua Cangzhu’s expression darkened, warning, "Lou Chuanbai, don’t forget your status; you are a Pill Master of the Medicine Tower while Diao Yuan is a disciple of the Medicine Tower!"

Lou Chuanbai sneered, turning to Hua Cangzhu with ridicule, "And so what? Whoever harmed my disciples, even if it’s the Emperor himself, must die!"

Hua Cangzhu’s eyes narrowed dangerously, icy killing intent flickering in the slits.

The square fell into silence.

The disciples of the Medicine Tower present were first shocked by the death news of Mei Zizhong and others, then disgusted by the arrogance that led to their demise. Now, Lou Chuanbai’s words stirred their chests, prompting them to reflect on themselves. If danger befalls them one day, would their own masters or elders also unhesitatingly believe in them and avenge them?

And thinking of Zhu Ling as Hua Cangzhu’s disciple, buried in the Flood Dragon’s belly this time too, yet he didn’t seem to show much sorrow, instead as if it was Zhu Ling’s own fault.

Such evident contrast made the crowd’s belief in the initial "facts" waver again—

’Could Mei Zizhong, admired like an immortal, elegant and untainted, really be the reckless and arrogant man, unable to see the situation clearly and stubbornly persist as Diao Yuan claims?’

"Whoa! What a lively day today!"

Just as the crowd pondered whom to believe, suddenly, a teasing voice floated in from afar.

"Who is it?" Hua Cangzhu’s gaze turned cold as he shouted at the speaker.

As his voice fell, five figures flew in from the distance, landing gracefully like immortals on the square.

"It’s Brother Mei!"

"It’s truly Brother Mei and them!"

"Ah! And Brother Mu! Wonderful, Brother Mu’s okay!"

"Brother Mu is still remarkably beautiful!"

"Sister Shang is fine too!"

"And Brother Zhao, Sister Zhu, they’re all alive and back."

"Uh... Could it be they’re restless spirits returned from the dead?" A discordant voice chimed in.

Suddenly, it attracted countless attacks.

"Go die!"

Someone reacted at this moment, wondering aloud, "Oh? Since Brother Mei and others have returned unscathed, then all those things Brother Diao said..."

In an instant, many people turned suspicious gazes towards Diao Yuan.

At this moment, Diao Yuan, upon seeing the unscathed appearance, had eyes icy enough to freeze, while the others, including Song Yu, upon seeing Mei Zizhong, Mu Qingge, and the others, were like seeing ghosts, their expressions drastically changed, scrambling and retreating.

As soon as the five appeared, the Alchemy Masters on the steps were already stunned, standing in pairs and threes, whispering to each other.

Hua Cangzhu, upon seeing the five individuals, had a glint of murderous intent flash in his eyes, glaring fiercely at Diao Yuan.

"I knew Mu Ge wasn’t dead!" Wei Guanguan excitedly shook her brother’s arm.

Wei Qi nodded excitedly as well.

Shui Ling and Fu Tianlong exchanged glances, both smiling slightly, seeing relief in each other’s eyes.

"My disciples!" Recovering from the shock, Lou Chuanbai opened his arms and ran toward several people.

Having just undergone the transformation of his beloved disciples from life to death and back, Lou Chuanbai seemed to age a decade instantly.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master."

"Master!"

Mei Zizhong, Mu Qingge, Zhao Nanxing, and Shang Zisu all echoed in unison.

While Zhu Ling quietly stepped back, giving this reunion scene to them. Her gaze briefly swept over Hua Cangzhu standing up high; a complex emotion flowed through her eyes.

In Hua Cangzhu, she had never felt such warmth as experienced with the five here.

Every day she thought most about how to protect herself in an environment full of jealousy and scheming, how to quickly improve her Alchemy, thereby gaining more security.

As for master-disciple relationship... Heh, though she had a master, she never knew what that was like.

"Good, good...so long as you’re okay! Just fine!" Lou Chuanbai examined each of the four disciples carefully, fearing to miss even a trace.

Mei Zizhong gripped Lou Chuanbai’s continuously trembling hand, speaking in a calm voice like the wind and clouds, "Master, we are all well. We are late in returning, making you worry. It’s our fault."

Lou Chuanbai shook his head, tears in his eyes, "As long as you’re back, seeing you return safely, I am relieved."

"Master, we’re blessed with great fortune, do we look like people who easily get into trouble?" Zhao Nanxing displayed a gentle smile.

Lou Chuanbai nodded with emotion, the four before him were his greatest comfort.

"Or, is there someone claiming that we’re dead?" Mu Qingge glanced around, a bit of playfulness in her smile.

Her light words suddenly changed the atmosphere in the whole square.

Moments ago, they were immersed in the touching reunion of master and disciples, but in an instant, they were pulled back into the ’facts’ that Diao Yuan mentioned earlier. Now, those rumored to have died were standing here perfectly fine. What’s going on?

Could it be that these five have extraordinary skills and luck to escape unscathed from the jaws of a giant Flood Dragon?

Lou Chuanbai’s aura retracted, a coldness emanated from him. He snorted coldly and said, "Before you came, someone claimed you encountered a giant Flood Dragon at Moon Lake, refused to heed warnings, insisted on fighting, and died out of arrogance."

Zhao Nanxing and Mu Qingge exchanged a glance with clear understanding.

However, Mei Zizhong simply stated, "There’s a giant Flood Dragon in Moon Lake? Why didn’t we encounter it?"

Sss—!

All around the square, people gasped audibly.

There’s going to be a good show now. It seems they’ve heard two different versions of events!

Diao Yuan’s eyes sharpened, coldly staring at Mei Zizhong.

Lou Chuanbai’s eyes narrowed, asking, "Zizhong, what are you saying? You didn’t encounter a giant Flood Dragon?"

Mei Zizhong slowly nodded, looking very straightforward.

Lou Chuanbai shot a sharp glance at Diao Yuan, his eyes like knives.

Diao Yuan’s face darkened, speaking in a sinister tone, "Why would Senior Brother Mei lie? We all saw the giant Flood Dragon appear and even watched you battle it."

"Lie?" Mei Zizhong slowly turned, his calm gaze meeting Diao Yuan’s. "Why lie?"

After speaking lightly, Mei Zizhong pulled out a tuft of silvery, crescent-shaped grass with fine fuzz from his Qiankun Bag and handed it to Lou Chuanbai. "Master, the Illusion Moon Bud is obtained."

Lou Chuanbai accepted it with a serious expression, examining it closely, then nodded, "It is indeed the Illusion Moon Bud."

"It’s really the Illusion Moon Bud!"

"I’ve heard the Illusion Moon Bud grows at the bottom of Moon Lake. If there’s truly a giant Flood Dragon there, how did Senior Brother Mei and his group obtain the Illusion Moon Bud?"

"Could it be the giant Flood Dragon gave it to them voluntarily?"

"You must have been dropped on your head!"

"Diao Senior Brother came back in such a sorry state, not only failing to bring back the Illusion Moon Bud but also claiming that Senior Brother Mei and the others were killed by the Flood Dragon. Yet, Senior Brother Mei says there was no Flood Dragon at all and even turned in the Illusion Moon Bud to complete the task. Who should we believe?"

After Lou Chuanbai identified the Illusion Moon Bud, Mei Zizhong looked at Diao Yuan again and asked, "Junior Brother Diao, why claim we encountered a giant Flood Dragon? If we had truly met one, how could we stand here unharmed? If there was a giant Flood Dragon in Moon Lake, how did we get the Illusion Moon Bud?"

Three consecutive questions easily overturned Diao Yuan’s previous statement.

Diao Yuan’s face was dark and unpleasant, remaining silent.

Zhao Nanxing stepped forward, addressing the Medicine Tower disciples in the square, "Fellow junior brothers and sisters, could someone recap what just happened? We’re still quite confused here."

Immediately, many people began to chatter, recounting the version Diao Yuan had told earlier.

Perhaps out of their own curiosity, the Pill Masters standing on the steps did not stop the disciples from speaking.

Soon, Zhao Nanxing nodded with understanding. He looked at Diao Yuan with a gentle smile and asked, "Senior Brother Diao, if it’s true that we all encountered the giant Flood Dragon, why did it spare you but attack us?"

"Eh? Right! How come the giant Flood Dragon picks and chooses who to attack?" Someone among the disciples, enlightened by Zhao Nanxing, questioned in confusion.

Diao Yuan and Hua Cangzhu exchanged a brief, subtle glance, and he snorted, "That’s because we withdrew in time while you insisted on staying."

Zhao Nanxing nodded knowingly, muttering to himself, "A giant Flood Dragon of the Purple Realm, and it couldn’t spare the time to stop those fleeing while attacking us? Hmm, maybe we looked too unsightly, angering it, while seeing that Senior Brother Diao and his group looked so amiable, it was merciful and let them go."

Pfft!

Among the watching disciples, someone couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Senior Brother Mei’s group looking unsightly? Diao Yuan looking amiable?

Does Senior Brother Zhao have to be so sarcastic?

Even Mu Qingge’s lips couldn’t help but curve upwards. She suddenly realized that whether it was the ethereal Mei Zizhong or the gentle Zhao Nanxing, they all had a strong talent for acting and the ability to remain unruffled regardless of the storm, driving their opponents crazy.

"Then we killed the giant Flood Dragon and brought back the Illusion Moon Bud," Shang Zisu coldly added.

Seemingly supplementing Diao Yuan’s version of the story.

But upon closer inspection, it was not believable at all!

"Nonsense! Just you few, how could you possibly kill a giant Flood Dragon of the Purple Realm?" Lou Chuanbai glared and immediately denied it.

Shang Zisu pursed her lips, not speaking. Her clear, cold eyes showed no evasion. After all, she had spoken the truth; it was just that nobody believed it.

"Yeah, how could Senior Brother Mei’s group possibly kill a Purple Realm Flood Dragon?"

"Can’t even mention Senior Brother Mei’s group, even the Tower’s Elder’s finds it difficult. The Purple Realm! It’s more than capable of handling hundreds of Blue Realms."

The Pill Masters on the steps also shook their heads silently, not believing that a few juniors of varying Spiritual Power realms could kill a Purple Realm Flood Dragon.

"Could they have used poison?" someone suggested.

Immediately someone retorted, "Are you foolish? The Flood Dragon’s natural poison is quite potent, how could it fear ordinary poison? Moreover, it was said to be an accidental encounter; how could Senior Brother Mei’s group have been prepared with poison to deal with a Flood Dragon?"

"That’s true, that’s true!"

"So in that case, Senior Brother Mei’s group never encountered the Flood Dragon?"

In the discussion, it seemed a more truthful conclusion was reached.

Mu Qingge listened silently, laughing heartily to herself.

Her three senior brothers and sisters were truly clever.

A Purple Realm Flood Dragon is indeed difficult to kill, even though she was only a step away from the Purple Realm in her current state. If she didn’t have the Divine Artifact, Heavenly Level Martial Arts, and Thunder Power, and most importantly, aimed directly at the Flood Dragon’s weak point from the start, the outcome would have been uncertain.

She clarified to herself internally that none of the above words were taught by her.

She merely said when entering the Medicine Tower, "Don’t acknowledge the Flood Dragon, and keep any benefits to ourselves." The rest was the three of them improvising.

If they admitted to Diao Yuan’s story, wouldn’t it expose many of Mu Qingge’s cards? Besides, the Flood Dragon’s blood and other items obtained would probably have to be turned in, right?

This point was already expressed when Zhao Nanxing went to fetch the Illusion Moon Bud.

So, they were all happy to agree to Mu Qingge’s reminder.

"Zhu Ling, as your master, I ask you, did you encounter the Flood Dragon or not?" Hua Cangzhu suddenly challenged the silent Zhu Ling.

The square fell silent, all eyes turned to Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling raised her head, looking at Hua Cangzhu on the high platform, a light curve on her red lips, "Master, don’t you know what my capabilities are? I’m merely at the Yellow Realm; if I really encountered a Flood Dragon, how could I be standing here unharmed?"

Hua Cangzhu’s expression darkened, a hint of killing intent in his gaze towards Zhu Ling.

Now, even Diao Yuan’s fellow disciple has denied encountering the Flood Dragon; everyone had a clear idea of the truth.

Lou Chuanbai immediately shouted at Diao Yuan, "Diao Yuan, why tell such a grand lie?"

Diao Yuan’s sinister gaze swept over and coldly said, "I indeed saw the Flood Dragon, not only did I see it, but other junior brothers also saw it."

"Heh, alright then! Since you claim there’s a Flood Dragon at the bottom of Moon Lake, lead the way now, and we’ll take the Tower’s Guardian Elders for a walk to Moon Lake to see this Flood Dragon in your story!" Lou Chuanbai sneered.

Diao Yuan pursed his lips, saying nothing.

He wouldn’t possibly lead people to find the Flood Dragon, knowing that the Flood Dragon could speak human words, and who knows what it might say if they really encountered it? In Diao Yuan’s mind, he wouldn’t believe that Mei Zizhong’s group killed the Flood Dragon; they were likely just lucky to escape. As for the Illusion Moon Bud, it was probably taken while the Flood Dragon was unprepared.

"Even now, you are this stubborn! Tell me why you slander my disciples? Why concoct this riddled-with-flaws story?" Lou Chuanbai pressed on relentlessly.

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