Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Chapter 152: Crying at My Own Stupidity, Luck Has Arrived!

The next day.

When Mu Qingge stepped out of her room, Shang Zisu had been waiting outside for a while.

"Shang Senior Sister?" Mu Qingge was somewhat surprised to see Shang Zisu.

Shang Zisu slightly nodded her head and said to Mu Qingge, "Breakfast is ready, Junior Brother, let’s eat together."

"Okay." Mu Qingge nodded.

She was curious why Shang Zisu was waiting at her door early in the morning. Was it just to ask her for breakfast?

Following Shang Zisu to her room, as soon as Mu Qingge entered, she saw several small dishes and a light porridge placed on the table.

Mu Qingge always preferred a light breakfast, which suited her taste.

The two ate in silence.

It wasn’t until Mu Qingge put down her bowl and chopsticks that Shang Zisu said, "Junior Brother, let’s go."

"Have you rested well, Senior Sister?" Mu Qingge asked, and after thinking about it, added, "You don’t have to worry about those people; with me around, you’ll be fine."

’With me around, you’ll be fine.’

These ordinary words warmed Shang Zisu’s heart. Reflecting on Mu Qingge’s care over the past few days, her calm heart was stirred like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples.

She lowered her gaze, her long and thick eyelashes casting a faint shadow under her eyes.

Mu Qingge did not sense anything amiss, seeing her silent, he called out, "Shang Senior Sister?"

Shang Zisu suddenly raised her head, her expression briefly showing panic, but she quickly calmed down, leaving no trace of it. Pressing her lips, she said to Mu Qingge, "Staying here will only cause more trouble. When we’re out, we should avoid it if we can. There are other towns to rest in outside Yue City, so why stay here?"

Shang Zisu rarely spoke so much, but now she did, clearly expressing her thoughts.

Seeing she had decided, Mu Qingge did not insist further.

She nodded, "Alright, let’s leave then."

...

Not half an hour after Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu left, a group of people stormed into the inn aggressively.

Among them was none other than Ding Mao, who had returned.

He was covered in wounds, his face dark, with eyes full of resentment. The hostility emitted from him made people around keep their distance.

Only one person ignored Ding Mao’s sinister aura, standing beside him. "Is it here?" he asked, looking around the yard.

This person was of average height, ordinary appearance, but his small beady eyes left a deep impression, making him look sleazy and sinister.

Once he opened his mouth, Ding Mao’s hostility lessened significantly, and he bowed his head respectfully, saying quietly, "Yes, Master."

Jin Gui squinted arrogantly, saying indifferently, "There’s no one here anymore."

"What! They actually fled!" Ding Mao’s eyes widened, his resentful gaze revealing his gnashing teeth.

Jin Gui sneered, "Trying to run after hurting my disciple? Is there such an easy thing in the world."

Understanding his master’s words, Ding Mao quickly showed a pitiful look, pleading, "Master, please stand up for me. If I hadn’t been alert last night, I might never have seen you again."

Ding Mao’s words brought a chill to Jin Gui’s fleshy face.

He snorted coldly, assuring his disciple, "Don’t worry, I won’t let those villains go!"

"Thank you, Master." Ding Mao said excitedly. Then he frowned, unwillingly saying, "But they’ve already fled, probably fearing your reputation, leaving Yue City overnight."

"Don’t worry, they can’t escape." Jin Gui’s gaze was as sharp as a knife, tinged with malice.

With the power of the Refining Tower in Rong Country, he didn’t believe two immature kids could escape!

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, looking at Ding Mao, asking, "You said he had a strange thing on him that could cause harm merely by sounding?"

Ding Mao nodded quickly, raising his injured wrist to the master, "It’s true, I couldn’t see it at all, yet I got injured. You’ve checked this wound as well."

Jin Gui nodded thoughtfully, saying, "If he truly possesses such a treasure, it’s not a wasted trip."

"Then Master, what should we do now?" Ding Mao asked, leaning closer.

Jin Gui squinted his small eyes, with a malicious gleam in their slits. He was silent for a while, then sneered, "Let’s go back, send people to investigate their whereabouts. In a few days, the tower will have a mission outside, once found, we’ll deal with them properly."

Upon hearing this, Ding Mao’s eyes lit up, and he raised his voice, "Yes! Master."

The group arrived like wind and fire, scaring everyone in the inn, who huddled down with their heads covered. Before long, they left hastily, allowing the innkeeper to breathe a sigh of relief yet leaving him trembling with fear.

However, before he could finish relaxing, someone returned and fiercely demanded the whereabouts of the two guests from the innkeeper.

After informing them that the guests had checked out, they smashed the inn as a price before sending the thugs away.

Once the whole matter ended, the innkeeper sat on the ground, exhausted. Silently mourning his unfortunate fate. When his wife and children came, he sighed in despair, "Alas, Yue City is not a place to stay. Let’s pack up and return home."

What happened in Yue City, Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu were unaware of.

They expected Ding Mao’s betrayal, returning, hence they left. Not knowing that their departure caused trouble for the innkeeper.

Nor did they realize that Ding Mao, unwilling to let go, began searching for their whereabouts.

After leaving Yue City, Mu Qingge and Shang Zisu traveled for a day to reach another town. This was the location she had agreed to meet Mo Yang.

It meant that here, after Mo Yang arrived, she would entrust Shang Zisu to him, while she herself headed to the Endless Swamp.

There was still a day until the agreed time with Mo Yang, so they stayed in town for two days.

Finding a quiet inn to settle, Mu Qingge then told Shang Zisu the upcoming arrangement—

"Shang Senior Sister, I’m going somewhere not suitable for companions. I’ve instructed my subordinates; they’ll arrive tomorrow. Once they’re here, you go with them, and I’ll come find you once I’m done," Mu Qingge said.

Upon hearing about their separation, Shang Zisu felt a subtle sadness.

However, she showed no emotion on the surface, just nodding calmly, accepting Mu Qingge’s plan.

That day, no one disturbed them.

By noon the next day, Mo Yang appeared before them, accompanied by four Wolf Tooth Guards.

After entrusting Shang Zisu to Mo Yang, Mu Qingge personally saw them off and then headed toward the Endless Swamp from another direction.

What she didn’t know was that shortly after she left, disciples from the Refining Tower tracked them to their former inn but came up empty-handed.

Nor did she know that since they couldn’t find her, the inn where she once stayed was burned to ashes.

After parting from Shang Zisu, Mu Qingge traveled with all her might.

Tired, she entered the space to rest or released Yin Chen, letting it continue while she rested on its back.

Day and night traveling, finally after a month, she arrived at the edge of the Endless Swamp.

Looking at the vast, poisonous miasma-filled swamp before her, Mu Qingge remained silent.

How would she find the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame in a swamp?

A swamp is a trap; if not careful, you’ll be caught.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge transformed into a purple light, soaring into the sky, flying into the Endless Swamp.

In the air, she glanced down at the swamp below, realizing how apt the name was. Even from above, she saw no edge to the swamp, like an endless ocean.

Above the black swamp, there were no plants, nor any living beings.

In the swamp, bubbles occasionally rise, popping and transforming into green poisonous vapors that ascend into the sky, forming a barrier that prevents anyone from entering.

Mu Qingge took out an elixir and put it into her mouth.

This elixir effectively prevents the erosion of the miasma. Although her body, modified by the Genetic Transformation Agent, can automatically expel toxins, she didn’t want to waste her physical and spiritual power on such matters at this time.

So, taking the antidote first is the best choice!

After all, she was never short of elixirs.

Unknowingly, Mu Qingge had already been flying over the Endless Swamp for half a day. Even though she now possessed Purple Realm cultivation, her spiritual power was still significantly depleted.

’I can’t continue like this!’ Mu Qingge told herself in her heart.

If she continued flying, even if she found the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame, it would be difficult for her to subdue it.

After making up her mind, Mu Qingge suddenly disappeared from the sky and entered her own space.

Soon, she reappeared with something in her hands.

Those things, if seen by someone from her previous life, would be very familiar. It was a modified sled, allowing her to glide over the swamp with the least effort, conserving spiritual power.

Mu Qingge gently descended, stepping onto the sled, holding a pole to push against the swamp, thrusting backward with force. Her whole body slid forward, leaving faint traces on the black swamp, which were quickly erased.

In the Endless Swamp, it’s impossible to discern direction; Mu Qingge could only rely on her instincts to glide inward. Every hour, she would take an elixir to neutralize the poisonous vapor.

After a whole day, she was unharmed, but her clothes had been corroded by the miasma, making them look like old clothes, colors faded, and even the hems were eaten through with small holes, tainted with miasma and the black swamp beneath her feet.

Mu Qingge could even smell a sour stench emanating from herself. She wrinkled her nose in disdain, glanced at the dimming sky, and with a flicker of her silhouette, returned to her space.

After washing up in her space, Mu Qingge felt refreshed.

During her break, she called Mengmeng to her side and asked, "Mengmeng, how should I find the whereabouts of the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame in the Endless Swamp?"

Mengmeng exclaimed in surprise, "Master Silver, you came in without knowing anything!"

Mu Qingge twitched the corner of her mouth, unwilling to be outdone, "I’m sure it’s in the Endless Swamp."

"But Master, the Endless Swamp is so vast, I can’t even feel its boundaries!" Mengmeng blinked and said.

Hearing this, Mu Qingge felt a slight bitterness in her mouth.

"There must be a way to sense it." Mu Qingge asked stubbornly. Thinking back to the Sunset Wilderness when they searched for the Fire Cloud Yang Flame, didn’t Han Caicai have a way to ascertain its exact whereabouts?

"Abnormal Fires are hard to find! Unless Master has the innate ability like that Flower Demon guy, able to sense the Fire Spirit." Mengmeng said.

Mu Qingge sulked, "If I could sense it, I wouldn’t need to ask you, would I? Is there any other way?"

"There is!" Mengmeng puffed her chest and affirmed decisively.

This answer made Mu Qingge’s eyes light up, her spirits soaring, "Quick, tell me!"

Mengmeng arrogantly raised her chin, "The only way is for Master to leave first, go find that Flower Demon guy, and then drag him here to act as a compass for you."

Mengmeng’s words made Mu Qingge’s face darken, and she ground her teeth twice.

"Who knows where Han Caicai is? I can’t just leave now to look for him!"

"Then there’s no way." Mengmeng shrugged, "You can only rely on luck!"

Luck?

Mu Qingge was exasperated with her own foolishness!

Is she supposed to wander in the Endless Swamp like a headless fly, hoping to stumble upon the location of the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame?

"You may kneel and leave." A dejected Mu Qingge waved Mengmeng away, her palm-sized face written with only one phrase: ’Don’t bother me, I need some peace!’

Mengmeng wanted to say more, but Yin Chen grabbed her waistband and hauled her out, leaving Mu Qingge with a quiet space.

"You stupid fox, what are you doing!" Mengmeng struggled angrily, limbs flailing in the air.

Once far away, Yin Chen gracefully released its grip.

"Ow! My poor little butt!" An unprepared Mengmeng landed on the ground, feeling her buttocks numb.

Rubbing her butt, Mengmeng showed a fierce expression, pointing a chubby finger at Yin Chen, "You stupid fox! I’ll skin you alive, you know!"

Yin Chen disdainfully eyed her, "The master needs peace."

"You!" Mengmeng gnashed her sharp little teeth audibly. However, Yin Chen, not caring in the slightest, turned around, strolling gracefully along the creek in the space.

The dignified and elegant Snow Fox King, in Mengmeng’s eyes, was merely a ’pretentious little jerk’!

Mu Qingge, alone in her room, held the blood-red Heaven-Burning Furnace, murmuring, "The dean said you can do more than just alchemy, can you help me find the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame?"

Seeking aid from a pill furnace, how desperate is that!

Indeed, the slightly aloof Heaven-Burning Furnace utterly ignored Mu Qingge’s ridiculous behavior.

This made Mu Qingge feel utterly frustrated after mumbling for so long with no result.

After resting in her space for a day, Mu Qingge ventured out again, continuing her aimless wander in the Endless Swamp, now she could only follow Mengmeng’s advice and rely on luck.

Day after day.

On the third day after Mu Qingge entered the Endless Swamp, a group of people arrived at its edge.

They wore identical clothes, all with a golden embroidered ’Refining’ character on their chest!

Among the hundred-strong group, besides a dozen elder-like figures, the rest seemed to be disciples, with faces brimming with youthful naivety.

If Mu Qingge were here, she would definitely notice Ding Mao, with whom she had a conflict, was among them.

At this moment, he stood beside Jin Gui, his face gloomy.

"Master, that brat is too cunning. The people we sent couldn’t trace his whereabouts! Are we just going to let him escape like this?" Ding Mao’s voice brimmed with resentment and hatred.

Days had passed, his injuries had healed considerably, but the bloody hole in his wrist, pierced by Mu Qingge’s gun, occasionally oozed a faint trace of blood, reminding him of the humiliation he suffered that day!

Jin Gui’s face also didn’t look good, but in front of the other elders of the tower, he couldn’t say much, so he could only tell Ding Mao, "Let’s deal with the important matters first, then look for that brat. As long as he’s still in Rong Country, he can’t escape!"

Since his master had spoken, even if Ding Mao was unwilling, he had to temporarily relent.

Glancing at his fellow sect members, Ding Mao said to Jin Gui, "Master, is the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame really here?"

Jin Gui nodded, affirming, "For this Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame, the dean calculated for nearly half a year to deduce its whereabouts, knowing its location. The dean said this Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame is in its nascent stage. As long as we bring it back, we won’t need Mortal Fire and Beast Fire for artifact refining in the Refining Tower anymore, but will use Abnormal Fires! By then, we’ll surely forge even higher quality spiritual artifacts! Even Treasure Artifacts!"

After speaking, Jin Gui’s eyes revealed a hint of greed.

It seemed he really wanted to claim the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame for himself, not sharing with others.

Unfortunately, the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame was a shared resource of the entire Refining Tower, making it impossible for him to monopolize it.

However, the dean also said that whoever achieves the most in capturing the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame could be rewarded with a trace of its Essence Fire.

This reward was indeed tempting!

Jin Gui discreetly examined the other elders, his eyes gleaming with determined ambition!

The people from the Refining Tower stood at the edge of the Endless Swamp, not rushing in. The leading elder had hawk-like eyes, giving a feeling of profundity and ruthlessness. Paired with his hooked nose, he seemed like a cold-hearted character.

This person currently held a specially made compass, meticulously searching for the direction. Several disciples stood by him, faces stern, guarding him, forbidding anyone from approaching.

Ding Mao glanced over and muttered disdainfully, "What’s so great about it."

It was unclear whether his comment was aimed at the elder or at the disciples on guard duty.

Jin Gui also looked at the elder’s back, snorting, "Just flaunting the dean’s favor, thinking it makes him superior." In his view, this mission should have been assigned to him, an elder at the Refining Tower for decades, nearly a century. Instead, it was given to someone who joined two decades ago and recently became an elder.

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