Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 507

Chapter 507: Chapter 151: Guardian of the Flower, Spare Them Under the Gun

"Which family’s young lady is so pretty?"

An unpleasing voice suddenly entered, bringing with it a flirtatious tone that made Shang Zisu uncomfortable.

Mu Qingge looked in the direction of the voice and saw a group of people pushing through the crowd towards them. She raised an eyebrow subtly and stood in front of Shang Zisu without a noticeable change in expression, shielding her behind her.

This subtle gesture brought a layer of warmth to the usually cold gaze of Shang Zisu.

"Oh! This young man is quite good-looking too! Tsk tsk, what a waste for such a face to be on a man." The group pushed forward, and when they saw Mu Qingge’s face clearly, their eyes lit up. The man who had spoken earlier eyed Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu lasciviously.

While he was unrestrainedly inspecting Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge was also observing him.

The three who came were dressed identically, with a golden ’Refining’ character embroidered on their chests. Their arrogant demeanor caused the surrounding passersby to shy away in fear.

With a flicker in her eyes, Mu Qingge said, "Ah, so they are disciples of the Refining Tower."

Refining Tower?

The name was somewhat unfamiliar to Shang Zisu. She raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingge’s back, recalling carefully in her mind, and remembered that on the Linchuan Continent, there were two towers: the Medicine Tower and the Refining Tower.

’Could these be the disciples of the Refining Tower, which is as famous as the Medicine Tower?’ Shang Zisu pondered in her heart.

"Oh ho! The kid has some knowledge, he even knows where we come from." The leading man puffed up his chest even more after being recognized at a glance by Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed slightly, her mouth holding a faint, cold smile.

The onlooking citizens could sense the cold aura emanating from her, but the three from the Refining Tower either didn’t notice or didn’t care and were even more arrogant: "Since you know where we come from, it saves us the hassle. Let the beauty behind you come with us."

"Where to?" Mu Qingge’s eyes squinted into a thin line, her tone playful.

The leading man revealed a lecherous smile, his behavior frivolous: "You don’t need to worry about where. If I weren’t not into men, I’d want you to come along too." He even reached out a finger, attempting to hook Mu Qingge’s chin.

Seeing this, the look in Shang Zisu’s eyes turned cold, and a green light appeared in her hand.

However, before she could act, the Refining Tower man suddenly withdrew his hand in pain with an ’Ow!’

She looked over, shocked, and saw the man bending over, tightly clutching the hand he had extended, with a puddle of blood already dripping on the ground.

The man’s face paled with pain, sweating profusely, and he looked at Mu Qingge with venomous eyes.

Mu Qingge, on the other hand, seemed unfazed, her finger lightly brushing over the finger cover on her index finger, her expression cold as she looked at the three from the Refining Tower.

"How dare you injure me!" the injured man growled viciously.

The two behind him, one hurriedly staunching his blood, the other drawing a weapon to point at Mu Qingge, eyes full of wariness.

’Too fast! Too fast! Just now, they didn’t even see clearly what happened before hearing their senior brother’s wail.’

Mu Qingge’s gaze was cold as ice, her voice as cold as she said, "Scram. If there’s a next time, I’ll chop off your paw."

The implication of her words was that she had already shown mercy. Otherwise, instead of a cut hand, he would have lost the whole hand.

It wasn’t that Mu Qingge was afraid of trouble; had this happened elsewhere, she would have killed the person who dared flirt with her. However, since she was in Rong Country for a crucial matter, she didn’t want to create unnecessary complications, so she only gave a slight warning without using heavy hands.

"You!" Mu Qingge’s threat made the man’s face turn dark, his eyes filled with nothing but malice.

"Senior brother," the one who had been on guard against Mu Qingge tugged at his senior brother, whispering, "This person has some skills. Since you’re injured now, let’s leave and treat your injury first. Once we find out where he’s from, we won’t be late for revenge!"

The words of his junior brother, along with the pain from his hand, which made his entire arm tremble, cooled him off a bit.

He glared at Mu Qingge, eyes full of murder, and said in a cold voice, "Hmph, you just wait." With these harsh words, the three of them squeezed out of the crowd in embarrassment, quickly disappearing from Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu’s sight.

After they had gone far, Shang Zisu looked at Mu Qingge with some concern and asked, "Did I cause trouble?"

Mu Qingge turned to face her, shaking her head slowly, "They’re not much trouble, there’s no need to worry, senior sister. Let’s go, we should find an inn to rest."

They were on the main street of Yue City, lined with shops and inns.

Mu Qingge casually looked around and spotted an inn sign not far away.

From the outside, the inn seemed decent. Not too luxurious, but not too shabby either, possessing a bit of elegance.

"Let’s stay there," Mu Qingge pointed towards the inn and said to Shang Zisu.

Shang Zisu naturally didn’t have any objections and followed Mu Qingge towards the inn.

The waiter at the inn had witnessed the confrontation between Mu Qingge and the Refining Tower disciples moments ago, and upon seeing them approaching, hurriedly called the shopkeeper.

"Guests, are you looking to stay?" The shopkeeper, hastily called over by the waiter, greeted Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu with polite smiles as they entered.

The waiter had briefly informed him of the earlier incident.

He understood why the waiter did so.

"Shopkeeper, two upper rooms." Mu Qingge directly tossed a gold ingot onto the counter.

Seeing the gold, the waiter couldn’t help but swallow greedily. Even the plump shopkeeper blinked, momentarily stunned.

Mu Qingge’s generous spending made them hesitate about their previous decision.

The waiter discreetly tugged at the shopkeeper’s clothing from behind, bringing him back to his senses. He tore his eyes away from the gold, smiled at Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu, and said, "To be honest, our inn has run out of upper rooms. Please look elsewhere."

After a moment of struggle, the shopkeeper chose to prioritize his life over money.

"No rooms?" Mu Qingge’s lips curled with amusement as she glanced around the area. The inn’s lobby had only one table of guests, not at all resembling a fully booked house.

"Yes... yes..." The shopkeeper nodded with a forced smile.

Mu Qingge chuckled coldly, picked up the gold from the table, and turned to leave.

Shang Zisu followed closely behind, remarking, "The shopkeeper lied."

"I know," Mu Qingge replied calmly.

"But why..." Shang Zisu was somewhat puzzled.

Mu Qingge glanced back at the waiter and shopkeeper discreetly wiping sweat from their foreheads, and explained to Shang Zisu, "Yue City is very close to the Refining Tower, just like the relationship between the Medicine Tower Branch and Sangzhi City. The people here naturally have a mix of respect and fear for the Refining Tower disciples. After our clash with them, they wouldn’t dare let us stay, fearing they might offend the Refining Tower and get into trouble."

Listening closely, Shang Zisu softly commented, "So, it seems that one of those three must hold a significant position."

Mu Qingge nodded in agreement.

However, so what? Was she supposed to endure their insults just because of their significant identities, or send Shang Zisu with them with a smile?

Of course not; since that was the case, what was there to worry about?

Having given them a warning, if they were foolish enough to come back again, she would simply kill them.

A sharp gleam flickered in Mu Qingge’s eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Mu Junior Brother, I didn’t expect you to be so well-versed in the Linchuan Continent Chronicles, knowing that Yue City is near the Refining Tower," Shang Zisu said, admiringly.

Though she’d also read the Linchuan Continent Chronicles, she only skimmed through the parts about distant places. She didn’t have Mu Qingge’s thorough understanding.

Mu Qingge smiled, offering no further explanation.

Since she intended to handle matters in Rong Country, it was only natural to do her homework.

Moreover, since her rebirth, she had frequently read the Linchuan Continent Chronicles to thoroughly understand the differences between this world and her original one.

"Let’s find some food first, then stay somewhere a bit farther," Mu Qingge suggested.

Shang Zisu nodded.

Walking side by side, they didn’t travel far and soon found a nearby eatery.

Upon seeing them enter, the waiter, who was preparing to greet them, showed a bitter expression and looked towards the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper, understanding the waiter’s dilemma, approached Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu politely, "Are you here for...?"

"We’re just here for a meal; those three shouldn’t come back so soon," Mu Qingge said straightforwardly.

With her words, the shopkeeper hesitated to chase them away. With a sigh, he instructed the waiter, "Take the two guests to the elegant room upstairs."

"Yes, shopkeeper," obeying the order, the waiter returned to normal and led Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu to the second-floor elegant room.

"What would you like to eat?" the waiter asked, ready to list the dishes.

Mu Qingge interrupted him by placing a gold ingot on the table.

The waiter’s eyes were fixed on the gold, swallowing involuntarily.

"Just bring four or five specialty dishes," Mu Qingge said.

The waiter smiled awkwardly, "Four or five dishes don’t cost this much."

Mu Qingge shook her head, "This money isn’t for the food; it’s for you."

"For me?" the waiter looked at Mu Qingge in confusion.

Mu Qingge nodded, "I just want to ask a few questions."

The waiter hesitated but ultimately succumbed to the temptation of gold and said, "Whatever you want to ask, if I know, I certainly won’t hide it."

Mu Qingge smiled, "My question is simple. Did you see the conflict we had with the Refining Tower disciples just now?"

The waiter’s face stiffened but nodded.

"Do you know those three?" Mu Qingge’s smile widened.

The waiter felt a chill down his spine.

"Who are these three that everyone fears them?" Mu Qingge asked her final question.

Once the waiter answered, he could take the gold from the table.

The waiter swallowed and said quietly, "These three are disciples of the Refining Tower. The other two don’t matter, but the leader is the favored disciple of an elder in the Refining Tower. Rumor has it that the elder is very protective, eccentric, only cares about refining and his beloved disciple. Can’t stand him suffering any grievance." As he spoke, the waiter seemed to open up and leaned closer, "You don’t know, last time Ding Mao took a liking to a girl from a small city family, insisting on taking her as a concubine. That girl was spirited, refused to give in. During the struggle, she accidentally scratched Ding Mao’s hand with her hairpin."

The waiter’s face suddenly changed, eyes filled with fear, "Actually, the girl’s capabilities were far from enough to harm Ding Mao. The pin only left a faint red mark on his arm. Yet Ding Mao humiliated the girl to death. And not stopping there, he went back and showed his wound to his protective mentor, who directly emerged from the Refining Tower and massacred the entire family of nearly a hundred people overnight."

The waiter’s face turned extremely pale, as if recalling the scene, his voice trembling, "You two didn’t witness it, corpses filled the courtyard, bloodstained the ground, the stench filled the whole street. Worse still, he hung the master’s severed head at the door to warn others against provoking his disciple."

Having said everything, the waiter’s legs weakened, unable to stand steadily.

"They’re so ruthless!" Shang Zisu frowned deeply, the chill around her intensifying.

From her icy eyes, Mu Qingge easily observed a layer of anger.

The waiter wiped the sweat from his forehead, composed himself, and said to Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu, "I see you’re from out of town, so best leave quickly after your meal. Otherwise, when Ding Mao returns, it’ll be trouble." With that, he quickly snatched the gold from the table and left.

The action caused the anger in Shang Zisu’s eyes to dissipate. She smiled, charming like thawing ice. "So scared and yet remembers to take the gold."

Mu Qingge chuckled, "It’s just human nature."

With the smile fading, Shang Zisu’s brows furrowed slightly, "If what the waiter said is true, we should avoid their edge."

Mu Qingge, however, said nonchalantly, "We don’t seek trouble, but if trouble finds us, we won’t run."

Seeing his determination, Shang Zisu said no more.

The cruelty of the master and disciple indeed angered her.

Moreover, in her view, they could at least bring up the Medicine Tower’s name. The Medicine Tower is as renowned as the Refining Tower, surely requiring some respect. However, she didn’t know that Mu Qingge didn’t intend to reveal his connection to the Medicine Tower.

The influence of Rong Country is more complex compared to other nations.

Within Rong Country, besides the Refining Tower, there’s also the Myriad Beasts Sect that can tame Spirit Beasts, with Heavenly Communication Masters able to control them in battle.

Her presence from the Medicine Tower in Rong Country could arouse suspicion from these two major forces, causing unnecessary complications.

...

Their dishes were served promptly, soon filling the table with five dishes and a soup.

However, neither was a big eater; after satisfying their hunger, it seemed the dishes were barely touched.

After the meal, they settled the bill and left.

The waiter and shopkeeper bent almost to the ground, bidding them farewell.

Then, the two strolled around the city for a while before finding an inn on another street to stay.

Two adjacent rooms, convenient for mutual care.

Mu Qingge sat cross-legged on the bed, silently calculating the distance from Yue City to the Refining Tower.

Between Yue City and the Refining Tower is the Flame Forest. The Refining Tower is actually within it. The Flame Forest can’t be fully called a forest, as only the side facing the Holy Yuan Empire has trees. The side belonging to Rong Country is filled with red gravel and strange stone formations.

Therefore, half of the Flame Forest is woodland, and half is stone forest, or it can be called the Gobi.

That Ding Mao, after being injured, needs time to heal, then return to the Refining Tower to find his protective mentor. Coming and going, it’s estimated that he’ll come to trouble them only after dawn.

’At least Shang Zisu can get a good sleep,’ Mu Qingge thought inwardly.

After departing from the Medicine Tower Headquarters, Mu Qingge used special means to notify Mo Yang. After resting for two days, she would meet Shang Zisu at the Ghost Sea and only then venture into the Endless Swamp alone to find the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame.

Si Mo told her that the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame is within the Endless Swamp. She never doubted this.

When did she start trusting Si Mo so much? Every time Mu Qingge thought about this, she would frown in discomfort.

Si Mo’s suggestion, she heeded reluctantly, sent a message to Gu Ya saying she had no such intention. But, could that powerful man truly retreat?

At this thought, Mu Qingge felt a bit irritable.

In this agitation, Mu Qingge found herself unable to sleep.

She walked to the window and opened it, seemingly seeking the cool night breeze to clear her mind.

However, upon opening it, she unexpectedly saw several shadows sneaking close along the wall.

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes narrowed, hiding her body in the shadows, silently watching the figures...

"Quiet! Don’t alert anyone!"

"Rest assured, senior brother. We’ve arranged with the inn, no one will come."

"Are you sure they’re staying here?"

"No mistake!"

"Great! I want to teach that boy a lesson! And that icy girl..." Amidst his words came several lecherous laughs.

Their conversation was faint, but Mu Qingge heard every word clearly.

’Really underestimated you,’ Mu Qingge sneered, her eyes cold as she watched them. She had thought Ding Mao would return to the Refining Tower for his mentor. She hadn’t expected his audacity to return.

’Looks like the lesson I gave you earlier wasn’t enough!’ Mu Qingge thought.

Several shadows indeed had queried thoroughly before acting, accurately reaching Shang Zisu’s window in the dark. One took out a tube.

He aimed the bamboo tube at the window seam but was stopped by Ding Mao.

In a lowered voice, Ding Mao asked, "Are you sure this thing works? I see these two are cultivators; ordinary drugs might be useless against them."

The individual replied confidently, "Rest assured, senior brother, this drug is potent. Unless the girl inside reaches Purple Realm, whether she’s icy or fiery, she’ll transform into an unrestrained woman under its effect!"

Finished speaking, he let out a few vulgar laughs.

His assurance ignited Ding Mao’s eyes, eagerly demanding, "Hurry up and blow!"

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