Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 494

Chapter 494: Chapter 138: Slaying Diao Yuan—Qingge’s Fury

Mu Qingge kicked open the carriage door and bent down to walk out.

It was only after coming out that she realized the sky had already darkened. The two opposing forces, because of her appearance, turned their attention towards her.

After setting off, Mu Qingge had already changed out of the Medicine Tower’s clothes and put on her signature red robe.

She stood outside the carriage door, under the moonlight, her striking features indistinguishable between male and female. Her cold and stern face exuded an awe-inspiring authority.

Her clear eyes, carrying a cold glint, slowly swept over the enemy ahead.

The number of people was about a hundred. Judging by their attire, they were not from the same faction, likely a temporarily assembled team. Such a group, no matter how high their individual cultivation was, in Mu Qingge’s eyes, were merely a—rabble!

"Mo Yang." Mu Qingge’s voice carried a hint of frost.

Mo Yang’s body trembled slightly, and he immediately walked to the front of the carriage.

Mu Qingge, with cold eyes, said, "To waste travel time for a group of rabble? What kind of captain are you?"

Mo Yang suddenly exuded a murderous aura, turned his head to look at the opposing people, eyes glinting with coldness: "The master has commanded, those who block the way, kill without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty Dragon Tooth Guards, who were already impatient, immediately charged forward.

The twenty of them were like twenty wolves who had been starving for a long time, slaughtering the enemy without restraint.

The hundred-man team was stunned by the sudden bloody scene!

They had never expected that they were negotiating when a fight suddenly broke out?

Many in this hundred-man group had no intention of fighting to the death; they were merely here for the pills promised by the other party. Yet due to a moment’s greed, they lost their lives.

The ruthless means of the Dragon Tooth Guards and the bloody scenes made Zhu Ling’s face pale. She walked to Mu Qingge’s side, looking up at the red-robed youth standing outside the carriage door, hands behind their back, coldly watching the slaughter, with a tinge of unfamiliar fear in her eyes.

"Junior Brother Mu, they..."

Mu Qingge interrupted Zhu Ling: "Senior Sister Zhu, since they chose to appear here, they are enemies."

Zhu Ling swallowed the rest of her words, agreeing internally with Mu Qingge’s words. It was just her first time seeing such a bloody scene, and she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Blood splattered, severed limbs flew by.

The Dragon Tooth Guards’ method of killing was decisive and crisp, giving no chance for counterattack. They didn’t even consider if they themselves would be injured; their momentum was terrifying. Even the two maids, You He and Hua Yue, kept stern faces, wielding weapons, guarding Mu Qingge’s sides, and decisively killing any approaching enemies.

It seemed to them, in such a scene, there was only life or death, never considering thoughts of just repelling the enemy.

Zhu Ling forced back the churning in her stomach, instinctively moving a bit closer to Mu Qingge.

Suddenly, she felt somewhat cold, yet because of the stimulating scenes, her heart was also excited!

The momentum of the Dragon Tooth Guards was overwhelming, each with not low cultivation.

The team of a hundred people was quickly wiped out by two-thirds. The remaining third fled in panic, with no intention to continue fighting.

Mo Yang wiped the blood off his face, the coldness in his eyes still not fading. He raised his arm, and the wrist arrow fired, carrying a green glow, directly hitting the back of a fleeing person.

That person was shot in the back, unable to even let out a whimper before falling to the ground, lifeless.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!" Mo Yang commanded.

The twenty Dragon Tooth Guards quickly spread out, forming an arc, each raising their arms and firing wrist arrows.

In the dark, only the wrist arrows with green and blue glows pierced the air, and with each release, a person fell. After two rounds of firing, almost all those who tried to escape were dead under the arrows.

Mo Yang coldly instructed: "Clean up the battlefield!"

The twenty Dragon Tooth Guards, well-trained, each began their tasks, four of them instantly disappearing from their original spots to hunt down any who slipped through the net. The rest quickly threw the corpses into a pile, covering the traces and bloodstains of battle with dirt and grass.

You He and Hua Yue took out a bag of medicinal powder from their bodies, evenly sprinkling it all around. As the powder scattered, the bloody smell lingering in the air gradually dissipated.

Zhu Ling watched all this with her mouth agape; she had never so clearly felt the discipline of such well-trained trusted aides.

She moved her slightly stiff neck to look at Mu Qingge beside her, eyes showing a hint of admiration.

This person in front of her was simply an indescribable genius!

Having such a team was truly terrifying!

"Junior Brother Mu, what should we do next?" Zhu Ling asked.

Mu Qingge said indifferently, "Continue on our way."

Soon, the battlefield was already cleared.

The Dragon Tooth Guards took out a fire stick, lit it, and threw it onto the pile of corpses.

Boom—!

The flames quickly spread across the corpse pile, illuminating half of the night sky.

At the same time, the four people who went out to hunt the stragglers have returned, bringing back with them a person in a sorry state.

They returned to the carriage, threw the person they were holding onto the ground, and reported to Mu Qingge, "Young Lord, when we were eliminating roots, we saw this person who claimed to be a disciple from the Medicine Tower."

"Someone from the Medicine Tower?" Zhu Ling looked in surprise at the man lying on the ground, his head buried deeply.

Mu Qingge’s gaze slowly moved to him, the firelight casting her face in uncertain light and shadow, hard to discern. "The Medicine Tower?" Mu Qingge’s lips curled into an ironic smile and suddenly said, "Diao Yuan, I didn’t expect you to come yourself."

"That’s Diao Yuan!" Zhu Ling pointed at the man, astonished.

Mu Qingge’s gaze shifted away from him, focusing on the burning pile of corpses, her smile carrying a trace of coldness, "To gather a hundred people so quickly to block my way, you do have some skill. However, since you’ve come this time, don’t go back."

As Zhu Ling’s shock gradually subsided,

hearing the killing intent in Mu Qingge’s words still widened her eyes to look at her.

’But Diao Yuan is Hua Cangzhu’s disciple, can we kill him?’

"Heh heh..." The person on the ground suddenly let out a cold laugh, the sound full of mockery.

This voice was very familiar to Zhu Ling; who else could it be but Diao Yuan?

She furrowed her eyebrows and said with malice in her eyes, "Diao Yuan! It’s really you!"

Diao Yuan slowly raised his head, his sly eyes appearing especially malevolent under the moonlight and firelight. His cultivation realm wasn’t low, but he couldn’t resist the battle-hardened Dragon Tooth Guards.

Before he could react, his acupoints were sealed, making it impossible for him to channel his spiritual power, leaving him no choice but to surrender.

He stood up from the ground, showing no sign of worry, brushing the dirt off his clothes. He looked at Zhu Ling and Mu Qingge with fierce eyes, arrogantly asking, "So what if it’s me? Do you dare to kill me?"

Zhu Ling was troubled by his words.

Mu Qingge responded with a cold laugh, eyes full of derision, "How hard is it to kill you?"

Diao Yuan looked at Mu Qingge with hatred, smiling viciously, "Killing me isn’t hard, but how will you explain to my master once I’ve been killed?"

"It’s just killing you; why do I need to explain to him?" Mu Qingge’s eyes were full of disdain. She said plainly, "Diao Yuan, you overestimate yourself."

"You! My master knows who I came to find! If I die, do you think you can get away with it?" Diao Yuan said fiercely.

Mu Qingge shook her head slowly, as if mocking his childishness and ignorance. "What do I need to explain to an old man who lets his disciple commit crimes? If I kill you, even if he knows, would he dare speak up? At most, he would just gather some riffraff like today to try to kill me. Do you think I would be afraid?"

Diao Yuan’s sly eyes narrowed.

At this moment, he seemed to realize that Mu Qingge’s previous words weren’t meant to scare him; she was indeed planning to kill him!

Diao Yuan glanced around, twenty deadly gods surrounding him tightly, his spiritual power unable to operate, leaving no escape route. Though narrow-minded and jealous, he cherished his life immensely.

Upon realizing Mu Qingge truly intended to kill him and seeing no hope of escape, his face turned pale, he knelt on the ground, and said to Mu Qingge, "Don’t kill me! It was all forced by Hua Cangzhu, that old man. I was merely obeying orders, the one to blame is him!"

In order to survive, Diao Yuan betrayed his own master without hesitation.

Mu Qingge’s stern face was full of mockery, while Zhu Ling’s gaze at him was filled with contempt and disdain. "How could I be in the same sect as someone like you."

Diao Yuan fiercely glared at Zhu Ling but quickly retracted his gaze.

He pleaded to Mu Qingge, "As long as you don’t kill me, I will do anything you ask! I can help you with alchemy, and if you want Hua Cangzhu dead, I can help too!"

Mu Qingge’s smile grew more sardonic as she looked down at Diao Yuan kneeling before her, speaking coldly, "Why would I covet the alchemy skills of a defeated opponent? I don’t need your help killing Hua Cangzhu."

Diao Yuan’s eyes flickered viciously, realizing Mu Qingge was not going to let him go.

He stopped begging, abruptly stood up, and took out a transparent bottle from his chest. Inside the bottle, a greenish liquid flowed.

He held the bottle up high and shouted fiercely at Mu Qingge, "If you refuse to let me go, we’ll perish together today!"

Mu Qingge’s gaze lightly swept over the bottle he held, showing no sign of tension.

Diao Yuan gripped the bottle tighter, his sly eyes fixed on Mu Qingge, "I admit defeat! If you let me go today, I promise never to provoke you again."

"I only trust promises from dead men." Mu Qingge’s voice was indifferent.

"Are you truly determined to kill me?" Diao Yuan’s eyes narrowed, a vicious light appearing in the slits. "Do you know what Blood Devouring Liquid is?"

"Blood Devouring Liquid!" Zhu Ling’s eyes widened suddenly.

She looked at Mu Qingge and briefly explained to her, "It is said that Hua Cangzhu accidentally obtained a bottle of poisonous liquid. Once it leaves the container, it will evaporate. The gas that evaporates, even if slightly inhaled, will drain all the blood from a person’s body, turning them into a dried corpse." After speaking, she looked at Diao Yuan, her eyes falling on the transparent bottle in his hand, fixating on that half bottle of green liquid, and exclaimed, "Could this be the Blood Devouring Liquid?"

Diao Yuan sneered, "As expected, she’s from the same sect! That old fellow’s treasures are well known to you."

This sentence, without doubt, confirmed Zhu Ling’s suspicion.

Zhu Ling’s face changed as she glanced at Mu Qingge.

The meaning in her eyes was clear; if they angered Diao Yuan and he shattered the bottle, then no one present would escape, and they would all instantly become bloodless corpses.

However, even knowing the danger of the Blood Devouring Liquid, Mu Qingge remained calm and composed.

Zhu Ling looked at Diao Yuan, incredulous, "Did Hua Cangzhu actually give such a precious treasure to you?"

Diao Yuan mocked, "That old miser? He only hoards his treasures, never willing to take them out. This Blood Devouring Liquid was naturally stolen by me from him."

Suddenly, Mu Qingge smiled and said to him, "So, Hua Cangzhu no longer has this Blood Devouring Liquid?"

Diao Yuan didn’t understand the implication in her words and simply responded naturally, "Correct!"

"Very good!" Mu Qingge suddenly laughed.

But in the next second, she disappeared from where she stood, and when she reappeared, she was in front of Diao Yuan.

Diao Yuan’s eyes shrank dramatically, instinctively retreating while his hand prepared to crush the bottle containing the Blood Devouring Liquid.

However, his movements were far slower than Mu Qingge’s.

Before he could exert any force, the bottle in his hand was snatched away by Mu Qingge. She then grabbed his jaw forcefully, forcing him to open his mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mu Qingge inserted the bottle’s mouth into Diao Yuan’s mouth, and the green liquid sloshed down, pouring out of the bottle and flowing into Diao Yuan’s body.

Once the bottle was emptied, Mu Qingge let go of him and quickly moved back to the carriage door.

Patting her hands, Mu Qingge calmly said, "Cause of death, too much talking." If Diao Yuan hadn’t talked so much and used the Blood Devouring Liquid while they were unprepared, they might have indeed faced unavoidable doom. However, he couldn’t bear to die and thought only of using the Blood Devouring Liquid to intimidate them into letting him go, ultimately leading to his own demise.

"Ah—!" Diao Yuan clutched his throat with both hands, his eyes bulging, his face contorted with pain.

His body dried up rapidly, all the blood and moisture being completely drained. His body became dried and ashen, eventually collapsing to the ground, turning into a pile of dust.

This happened in just the blink of an eye, but Diao Yuan’s expression fully demonstrated the agony he experienced in that moment.

Perhaps, for them, it was nothing but a fleeting moment.

But for Diao Yuan, it was probably the longest time he had ever endured.

Zhu Ling stared at the pile of dust that was once Diao Yuan and slowly walked towards it.

Suddenly, a puff of green smoke rose from the dust, rushing towards her.

Startled, Zhu Ling hurriedly stepped back, and Mu Qingge moved forward, releasing energy from her palm to dissipate the green smoke. The smoke fell on the grass, causing it to instantly wither, turning into dust on the ground.

"It’s terrifying!" Zhu Ling said, still in shock.

Mu Qingge looked calmly at the corroded ground before turning to board the carriage, instructing everyone, "Continue our journey."

After saying this, she entered the carriage, and Zhu Ling, after a moment’s thought, followed her inside.

After entering the carriage, Zhu Ling saw Mu Qingge sitting cross-legged inside, eyes closed, resting. She sat on another cushion and wanted to ask something, but didn’t know how to begin.

"What does Senior Sister Zhu want to ask?" Mu Qingge suddenly spoke up.

Zhu Ling was taken aback, and said to Mu Qingge, "Just now, you asked Diao Yuan if Hua Cangzhu still had any Blood Devouring Liquid..."

"Just to prevent him from acting recklessly." Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, clear and transparent.

Understanding her words carefully, Zhu Ling comprehended.

If Hua Cangzhu had more Blood Devouring Liquid, they would have to be wary if they ever faced him, lest he use it recklessly, seeking to perish together.

Now knowing Hua Cangzhu no longer had such a treasure, it was a relief instead.

Zhu Ling pursed her lips and asked, "Isn’t killing Diao Yuan a problem?"

Mu Qingge smiled faintly and said to her, "Even if Hua Cangzhu knows we killed Diao Yuan, so what? His influence can’t reach Qin Country. Besides, we have Master Lou Chuanbai."

Zhu Ling nodded silently.

In the Medicine Tower, with Mei Zizhong, Zhao Nanxing, and Shang Zisu, plus Master Lou, things indeed wouldn’t worsen. Now that Diao Yuan was dead, the crisis she faced had eased a bit, and she couldn’t help but feel relieved.

"Junior Brother Mu, I won’t disturb your cultivation any longer; I’ll head outside." Zhu Ling offered Mu Qingge a gentle smile and exited the carriage.

After sending off Zhu Ling, Mu Qingge returned to the space.

This time, no one disturbed her. Over half a month, she frantically crafted five hundred grenade guns in the space. Once a Beast Core is added, they can unleash energy transformation attacks.

At this moment, the convoy had already entered the territory of Li Country, but they did not stop. Instead, they took a shortcut, heading straight towards Qin Country through the Sunset Wilderness.

On the way, news came from Luodu.

It was said that the young Emperor of Luodu had issued an edict, demanding Mu Qingge to appear quickly, or else the Mu Mansion would face dire consequences.

This action caused a stir among the third-class countries in the region.

However, none of the countries made any moves.

The closest country to Qin Country, Tu Country, had already been intimidated by Mu Qingge. As long as there was no news of Mu Qingge’s death, they dared not act recklessly. Li Country was deeply embroiled in the struggle for the throne, having no time to handle matters of other nations. Yu Country and Ba Country had no grievances with Qin Country, and the distance was far, so there was no need to intervene.

Therefore, outside Qin Country, it was relatively peaceful, but within Qin Country, there was turmoil, as hidden currents began to emerge.

Originally, many opposed the young Emperor Qin Jinyang’s succession, but Qin Jinchen, the Regent King’s iron-fisted methods, forced submission.

Now, the young Emperor arbitrarily used groundless accusations to confine the Regent King and imprisoned the hero’s family of Qin Country in the Heavenly Prison. He overturned the truth, announcing it to the world, and sought to capture the young Lord of Mu Mansion, sparking national outrage. Voices of support for Mu Mansion and condemnation of the young Emperor kept approaching the Luodu Imperial City.

Those forces who were forced to submit seized this opportunity to jump out and accuse the young Emperor of crimes like killing meritorious servants, negligence, and actions against norms...

This news, however, did not reach Mu Qingge’s ears as she was closing herself off in the carriage.

But Mo Yang was aware that things had become serious, so he kept hastening towards Qin Country.

Another half-month passed, and the door of Mu Qingge’s carriage had never been opened.

They had reached the central area of the Sunset Wilderness, drawing ever closer to Qin Country.

...

Inside the space, Mengmeng looked with heartache at Mu Qingge, whose face had turned pale and had grown much thinner.

Beside her was a completely snow-white fox subtly shimmering with golden light.

"Master is seemingly reckless!" Mengmeng said with both anger and heartache.

Yin Chen’s blood-red eyes looked at Mu Qingge, who meditated, seemingly understanding, "Master is eager to rescue and must use every moment to strengthen her side."

Both Mengmeng and Yin Chen looked at the pile of items in front of Mu Qingge, truly hard to imagine. In merely half a month, she created elixirs and armor for five hundred people.

Mengmeng said to Yin Chen, "Even though Master seems stingy usually, she cares deeply for her subordinates. She tirelessly crafted soft armor from the giant Flood Dragon’s skin and scales, weapons from its bones, and numerous elixirs to help people improve their realm without any side effects, all in hopes that her subordinates survive when facing enemies."

Yin Chen nodded in agreement. Having witnessed Mu Qingge’s efforts these past two weeks, it fully understood her thoughts.

Suddenly, it turned to leave.

Mengmeng quickly called out, "Where are you going, stinky fox?"

Yin Chen stopped, turning slightly to say, "I’m going to cultivate as well." Without enhancing its own cultivation, how could it fight alongside her?

It would not want its master to expend effort like this to save it during perilous times.

After speaking, Yin Chen left the room.

Mengmeng stayed behind, frowning worriedly at Mu Qingge, immersed in her cultivation, and muttered to herself, "Did Master prepare anything for herself?"

Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she smiled proudly, "I’ll go find if there’s any treasure Master can use now!" Then she disappeared.

With their departure, the room fell silent once more.

A while later, Mu Qingge’s aura abruptly changed as she cultivated, twisting her facial features in pain.

The change in Mu Qingge’s aura was immediately sensed by Mengmeng, the space spirit, and Yin Chen, her contract-bound servant.

Yin Chen opened its blood-red eyes and swiftly headed for Mu Qingge’s location.

Mengmeng, who was selecting treasures for Mu Qingge, grabbed a mirror and vanished instantly, almost bumping into the arriving Yin Chen.

"What happened?" Mengmeng urgently asked.

Yin Chen replied solemnly, "Master seems to be on the verge of breaking through!"

Mengmeng’s eyes widened excitedly, "Master’s about to break through!"

Yin Chen nodded, "I believe so. I sense her internal aura surging, trying to break through the bottleneck."

"Let’s protect her!" Mengmeng said urgently.

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