Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 501

Chapter 501: Chapter 145: Mu Qingge, You’re So Ruthless!

A blinding light suddenly fell upon him, completely enveloping Feng Yugui.

When the enclosed carriage made of black iron was opened, he heard a cacophony of noise.

"Come out! Come out!"

A crude and savage voice echoed outside the carriage, accompanied by the sound of an iron rod striking the carriage.

Feng Yugui slowly crawled out of the carriage, his eyes gradually starting to adjust to the outside light.

However, before his vision could fully clear, he felt a massive creature pounce towards him. Instinctively, Feng Yugui rolled to the side, raising his hand to counterattack.

But, as he made his move, he suddenly remembered that his spiritual power had long been sealed.

A fierce gust of wind brushed past his cheek, and in his panic, Feng Yugui dodged but still ended up with a few burning bloody scratches on his face. The scent of blood spread from the wound on his cheek, and the stinging pain sharpened his vision and slowly brought his mind back to clarity...

"Kill him—! Kill him—!"

"Tear him apart! Tear him apart!"

"Go on! What are you standing there for? Scared out of your wits?"

Feng Yugui stood up, surveying the surroundings. Layered circular stands were filled with countless maniacal and ferocious faces, shouting, cursing, roaring, venting their emotions.

Beneath his feet was a layer of coarse sand, and even with shoes on, he could feel the prickly sensation on his feet.

A low growl of a beast reached his ears, along with the scent of an animal.

He quickly looked over, only to see a full-grown leopard staring intently at him. Its sharp claws continuously scraped the sand, raising dust, and its snarling mouth revealed blood-red gums and sharp, hard teeth!

Feng Yugui’s eyes narrowed intensely, ’This is an arena!’

"Roar—!" The leopard was in no mood to leave Feng Yugui too much time to think and pounced at him again.

A flash of ferocity crossed Feng Yugui’s eyes, intensifying the anger in his heart!

Since when would a noble prince of the Li Country be humiliated by a mere beast?

Feng Yugui swung his fist, hitting the leopard’s swinging claws, successfully diverting its attack, but meanwhile, the leopard’s claws tore the back of his hand, leaving deep bloody scratches, with blood dripping down his fingers to the sand.

The repeated failed attacks and the scent of blood further enraged the leopard, causing it to launch a more frenzied assault on Feng Yugui. And with his spiritual power lost, Feng Yugui could only rely on his reflexes and physical strength to fight back.

Man and leopard were locked in a fierce battle in the circular arena, neither able to gain the upper hand.

The intense man-beast fight spurred a frenzy among the audience. The cheers surged like waves, one after another, each louder than the last.

Yet, in the VIP section of the stands, it seemed isolated, completely different from the chaos outside.

Inside, comfort and tranquility reigned, all enjoyments readily available.

The walls were adorned with countless beast heads, giving the room a rugged and wild allure.

Beside the viewing platform was a large and comfortable chair, its soft cushions woven from top-quality silk, making it feel like sitting on a cloud.

At this moment, a person lay on the chair, leaning lazily with an elbow propped on a soft pillow. Clad in a red garment, as if flames flowed down from the chair.

Her crimson lips slightly curved upwards, clear eyes carrying a faint playfulness, observing the battle in the arena.

"Roar—!" The leopard in the arena let out a mournful cry, its body crashing heavily to the ground, barely clinging to life.

Feng Yugui was also in a bad state, his robe shredded into tattered strips, his skin covered with bloody wounds, and his forehead had been smashed open, with blood streaming down one side of his face.

He panted heavily, his gaze filled with sinister malice.

The cheers erupting from the stands filled his heart with a murderous intent!

He was a noble prince, yet now he had been reduced to fighting beasts to entertain these ignorant lowlifes?!

"Who is it! Who on earth is it! Feng Yufei, is it you?" Feng Yugui suddenly shouted fiercely, his voice loud but failing to draw attention from anyone.

"Come out! Who is framing me? Show yourself!" Feng Yugui frantically searched for any suspicious figure, but still found no answers.

Suddenly, three iron gates below the arena opened, immediately putting Feng Yugui on alert.

The sound of hooves came from behind the dark iron gates.

Before long, three enraged bulls charged out from behind the gates, launching a direct attack at Feng Yugui.

The sharp horns of the bull aimed directly at Feng Yugui, causing Feng Yugui’s eyes to suddenly shrink as a wave of fear surged in his heart.

The three bulls quickly approached from different directions and were in front of Feng Yugui in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yugui grabbed the horns rushing towards him, tightly resisting them from getting closer. The excessive force caused numerous wounds to burst open with blood.

"Ah—!" Feng Yugui was pushed backward by the bulls.

At this moment, the bulls from the left and right also arrived, aiming at Feng Yugui’s waist and abdomen, crashing into him.

Feng Yugui’s eyes widened; he quickly released his hands, trying to dodge the collisions from the sides, but he was still a step too slow. His lower back and abdomen were fiercely hit, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and be thrown into the air.

The bull’s strength was tremendous, flinging him into the air in a long arc.

Feng Yugui was in unbearable pain, and as he was tossed into the air, his blood-soaked eyes inadvertently saw a stunning red figure in the VIP box, along with those mocking and ice-cold eyes!

His pupils suddenly dilated, and the red shadow remained etched in his vision.

Bang——!

His back slammed heavily onto the ground, causing his organs to shift, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

’Mu Qingge, it’s you!’

Feng Yugui tightly clenched the sand in his hands, his eyes filled with palpable hatred.

The three bulls charged again, and Feng Yugui, with no time to think, could only struggle to stand on his broken body and dodge all around.

His pathetic and miserable state elicited waves of boos from the stands.

These taunts, jeers, and insults entering his ears only made him hate Mu Qingge even more!

He had to survive!

Survive to seek revenge on Mu Qingge!

Perhaps it was hatred that unleashed surprising strength within Feng Yugui; he unexpectedly broke one of the bull’s horns with sheer force, turning it into his weapon.

After a brutal fight, Feng Yugui disemboweled the three bulls, but his own right leg was broken, and his internal organs were already shattered.

Feng Yugui felt himself growing weaker and lay flat on the sand, praying for everything to end.

In the VIP room, the person in charge of the arena approached Mu Qingge with utmost humility, cautiously inquiring, "Little Lord, should we continue?"

With his experience, he feared that the man below wouldn’t last much longer.

Mu Qingge’s smile was imbued with a charming danger as she gazed steadily at Feng Yugui in the arena, calmly saying, "Give him some inferior medicine, and then... continue."

"Yes." The arena manager left without any objections, arranging everything as Mu Qingge instructed.

’Is it over? It’s over, right...’ Lying on the sand, Feng Yugui felt his exhaustion and pain overwhelming him. He desperately wanted to unseal the spiritual power on his body, but for some reason, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break it.

Now, his only hope was that Mu Qingge didn’t want him to die so quickly and would allow him some time to catch his breath, giving him a chance to escape!

Only by surviving could he seek revenge!

Feng Yugui lay among the corpses of the beasts, surrounded by frenzied gazes. At this moment, he truly felt like nothing more than a lowly animal for others’ amusement.

Suddenly, he heard human footsteps.

Feng Yugui’s heart surged with excitement, believing he was saved and temporarily didn’t need to trade his life for life!

Finally, he saw two people approaching him.

Their expressions were indifferent, as if they were accustomed to such scenes.

Upon arrival, they took out some inferior medicine powder that Feng Yugui wouldn’t even use on his own dog, sprinkled it on him, and then roughly set his bones.

He gritted his teeth against the pain, enduring the unpleasant smell of the inferior medicine. He knew these two were treating his injuries.

"Save me! I am the Prince of Li Country; help me escape, and I will definitely reward you with riches and supreme honor!" Feng Yugui quickly whispered to the two of them.

Attempting to bribe these two to aid him in escaping, he tried his best.

However, it seemed as if they hadn’t heard him, methodically tending to his wounds.

Once they had finished tending his wounds, they immediately withdrew.

"Wait!" Feng Yugui wanted to stop them.

Unfortunately, it had no effect.

A sense of defeat washed over him as he endured the effect of the inferior medicine powder on his body.

Suddenly, the iron gate of the arena opened again.

This time, only one door opened, but a giant wolf that hadn’t eaten for three days walked out!

The wolf was almost as tall as Feng Yugui, and upon seeing him, the hunger made its mouth water, and its eyes gleamed with green light.

Terror suddenly descended upon Feng Yugui, and his muscles tensed almost instantly.

Just as his wounds had begun to ease, he had to fight again?

Reality forced Feng Yugui to brace himself on the ground, slowly standing up, carefully watching the giant wolf approaching him.

In his other hand, he still held a broken bull horn.

Limping, he dragged his incapacitated leg, trying to distance himself from the giant wolf.

This was a torment, both mentally and physically, keeping him on the brink of life and death, constantly toying with his sanity...

’Mu Qingge, how cruel you are!’ Feng Yugui thought hatefully.

But he didn’t want to die, so he could only fight passively.

"Roar roar—!"

"Tear him apart—!"

"Bite him to pieces—!"

"Kill it—!"

The intense combat in the arena began anew, exciting the audience in the stands even more, some of them stood up, continuously throwing things into the arena.

Those things were just their leftover fruit peels, and some even threw their smelly socks down.

A sock happened to graze across Feng Yugui’s cheek, landing at his feet.

The nauseating stench almost knocked him out.

He looked at the stand with murderous intent, but the people there continuously insulted him.

"What are you looking at? Just a slave sharing a stage with animals!"

"Look again and I’ll beat you to death!"

"Pah! Who do you think you are, a noble prince or something?"

"Kill him! Tear out his eyes and see how he glares!"

Feng Yugui wanted to kill everyone here, but he was powerless. He dodged the giant wolf’s attacks, but the wolf wasn’t easy to deal with, always evading easily while leaving new wounds on Feng Yugui.

Feng Yugui was on the verge of collapse, shouting in rage: "Mu Qingge—! Aren’t you afraid of starting a war between two countries by treating me like this?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

His voice echoed over the arena.

After his voice faded, only silence remained.

Moments later, a mocking laugh came from above.

And then came the taunting voice: "Do you realize where you are, and who sent you here? Still think you’re a high and mighty prince? You’re just a stray dog! This is Qin Country, and everything is under my control."

"Little Lord—! Little Lord—! Little Lord—!"

The audience, whom Feng Yugui regarded as vulgar ruffians, erupted in fervent cheers at Mu Qingge’s words.

It seemed that, in their eyes and hearts, whatever came from Mu Qingge was right!

The fanaticism made Feng Yugui envious, jealous, and fearful!

"Silence." Mu Qingge’s simple command restored calm to the arena.

Nobody saw her figure, but merely hearing her voice was enough for everyone in Qin Country to be willing to follow her commands, even if it meant facing dire consequences.

"Why! Why do you treat me this way, using such cruel means?" Feng Yugui asked with hatred.

Laughter came again, but this time it was filled with sarcasm.

Afterwards, Mu Qingge’s voice reached him: "Feng Yugui, the thickness of your skin is truly astonishing! You dare ask why I’m treating you this way? Have you forgotten, you’ve been the one constantly giving me trouble, trying to frame me at every turn. Now that I’m simply retaliating, do you feel wronged and aggrieved?"

What! This person dared to repeatedly frame the Little Lord!

The crowd on the stand was immediately displeased, and someone shouted: "Kill him! He dares to bully our Little Lord, does he think Qin Country people are dead?"

"Yes! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"You..." Feng Yugui was speechless, overwhelmed by the voices shouting for his death around him.

"But I didn’t succeed, instead, I’ve been the one suffering all along!" Feng Yugui argued for himself.

Mu Qingge sneered, and the noisy surroundings fell silent. "Your logic must be broken, huh? Just because you failed to frame me doesn’t mean you didn’t try. When you made a move, I responded. Now it’s my turn to make a move, you can respond too. If you don’t want to keep playing by my rules, you can end it all by taking your own life. But... Feng Yugui, can you bring yourself to kill yourself?"

Mu Qingge’s last words echoed like a demon’s curse in Feng Yugui’s mind.

Suicide, for liberation?

Feng Yugui wanted to aim the bull horn in his hand at his heart, but he couldn’t do it.

Just then, all the iron gates beneath the arena opened, and wolves emerged from the dark holes.

In a short time, more than thirty giant wolves were gathered in the arena.

They surrounded Feng Yugui in the center, steadily closing in.

One giant wolf was hard to handle, and now with over thirty of them, Feng Yugui felt a surge of despair.

"Ah—, don’t come any closer! Don’t come any closer!" Feng Yugui staggered, wildly swinging the bull horn to keep the wolves at bay.

But it was futile.

The bull horn in his hand was nothing compared to the ’delicious feast’ that was him.

The wolves closed in slowly, leaving no escape for Feng Yugui.

"Stay back!" Surrounded by the wolves, Feng Yugui pointed the sharp end of the bull horn at his neck, as if threatening that another step forward from the wolves would mean his death.

’Feng Yugui, can you bring yourself to kill yourself?’

Mu Qingge’s words suddenly reappeared in Feng Yugui’s mind, making his grip on the bull horn loosen.

The bull horn slipped from his hand, falling into the sand.

The falling horn intensified Feng Yugui’s fear, and as he lunged to retrieve it, the wolves pounced, engulfing his body.

"Ah—!"

A harrowing scream emanated from within the wolf pack.

Severed limbs were thrown aside, only to be consumed by the wolves.

Mu Qingge stood up indifferently, turned around, and left the VIP room, ignoring the carnage in the arena and the audience’s frantic shouts.

Exiting the underground arena, Mu Qingge looked up at the clear sky.

Since her crossing into this world, she had many enemies, but one by one, she had sent them to hell.

Today, she sent Feng Yugui on his way.

She felt a sense of relief, as if all debts owed to her were collected. But the favors she owed...

She didn’t owe many favors, but they were the hardest to repay, and most of them were to Si Mo.

Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened slightly, and her mind became heavy once more.

The entangled relationship with Si Mo, difficult to unravel, made her feel out of control and tempted her to escape!

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