Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 520

Chapter 520: Chapter 164: Release Yuanyuan!

On the streets of Jiang City, every household had hung red silk and flowers three days prior.

Even the main street was paved with top-grade silk, decorated with opulence and grandeur, yet romantic and sweet. The citizens, whether they were original residents of the Ancient Witch Country or travelers from afar, stood on both sides of the street, holding flowers in their hands, beaming with joyful smiles on this festive day.

The flower cart, adorned with countless flowers, slowly approached from the Imperial Palace, with the groom and bride sitting on it, handsome and beautiful, like a couple made in heaven.

There were as many as ten people carrying the flower cart.

And the person walking at the forefront on the right side wore a red, luxurious robe, beautiful yet not enchanting, with an outstanding demeanor.

Perhaps the most captivating to everyone’s attention, apart from the couple on the cart, would be her.

She walked very slowly, very steadily, seeming to wish that the newlyweds on the flower cart could receive more blessings. As if granting her wish, the people on both sides threw the flowers in their hands onto the cart, covering the couple with blessings.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting the petals on the ground towards the flower cart.

However, the boy in the red robe suddenly stopped, his expression turning cold. The strands of hair hanging down her face were lifted by the wind, and as the petals flew towards her hair, they cut through a few strands.

Seeing this, the boy in black beside her had his eyes suddenly darken, gathering a surge of killing intent.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!

Suddenly, over a hundred masked figures in black sprang from the crowd, wielding spiritual artifacts and attacked the flower cart without a word.

The abrupt change sent Mu Qingge’s eyes into a cold glare, and the Dragon Tooth Guards carrying the sedan drew their weapons.

Mo Yang looked at Mu Qingge, waiting for her command.

All around was thrown into chaos by this group of bloodthirsty black-clad attackers. The Imperial Palace Guards along the path surrounded the flower cart for defense while sending someone quickly to report back to the palace.

Inside the flower cart, Mu Lianrong’s smile froze at the corner of her mouth, her expression stunned. Xue Qiao’s face turned cold, eyes filled with anger.

His wedding had actually been disrupted by a bunch of scoundrels!

"Lianrong, wait for me here." Xue Qiao said as he intended to step out and teach them a lesson.

However, Mu Qingge’s voice came at this moment: "Uncle, I’ve heard it’s unlucky to leave the cart before reaching the destination. Stay on the cart and accompany Auntie, leave the rest to me."

"Qingge." Mu Lianrong called out worriedly.

Mu Qingge stared at the group of black-clad figures, letting out a cold smile, and said to Mu Lianrong, "Does Aunt still not trust me?"

As she spoke, Shang Zisu had already run to Mu Qingge’s side from behind, ready to fight alongside her. The black-clad figures, silent as ever, charged with weapons in hand.

Mu Qingge glanced at the spiritual artifacts they held and sneered: "The only force nearby that can produce so many spiritual artifacts at once is the Refining Tower Branch, why bother with this disgraceful charade?"

Her words seemed to anger the leader, who struck at Mu Qingge with great force.

Mu Qingge easily dodged, and punched back, hitting the person’s chest hard, sending him flying back.

At the same time, there wasn’t the slightest stir from the pole on her shoulder.

The other black-clad figures already rushed up, engaging with Mo Yang and the Imperial Palace Guards. Just as Mo Yang was about to slit a throat with his sword, Mu Qingge saw and calmly stopped him: "Today is Auntie’s big day, shedding blood is inappropriate."

The black-clad figure almost felled by Mo Yang’s sword felt a rush of relief, thinking he had narrowly escaped death.

Seeing his opponent obediently retreating the sword, he laughed wildly inside, mocking the two young companions before him as overly compassionate.

Since they didn’t want to shed blood, he wouldn’t hold back, and thus unleashed a lethal move.

Yet Mo Yang showed no fear, holding the pole in one hand, spinning in place, maneuvering behind him, and with an elbow, locked his neck and twisted powerfully.

With a crack, the man’s neck was broken, no blood visible. He died with eyes wide open, disbelieving.

Mu Qingge watched with a cold smile, internally mocking: ’Foolish, not spilling blood doesn’t mean you can’t kill.’

Similarly, the Dragon Tooth Guards utilized a bloodless method, silently reaping lives. Upon hearing the news, the remaining Dragon Tooth Guards arrived in time to join the battle, employing the same bloodless technique to kill.

Xue Qiao watched dumbstruck, and turned to Mu Lianrong, asking, "What’s the background of this group under your nephew? They’re young, yet killing without hesitation, and with such decisiveness."

Mu Lianrong proudly replied, "They’re my nephew’s trusted aides, personally trained by her, naturally formidable!"

Xue Qiao twitched at the corner of his mouth and looked at Mu Qingge again, seeing her taking a life as easy as waving a hand, possessing such poise and composure, truly leaving him in admiration.

Shang Zisu’s Spiritual Power Cultivation wasn’t high, but having come from the Medicine Tower, she crushed some poison amidst their battle and scattered it directly toward those black-clad enemies, easing some pressure off the Dragon Tooth Guards.

Since the bridal carriage couldn’t touch the ground, the Dragon Tooth Guards carried it with one hand while fighting the enemies with the other.

The bridal carriage swayed like a small boat in the sea, rocking continuously.

And the people around, some had already fled far away, while others hesitated and watched.

"Who dares to cause trouble on my turf!" Suddenly, a sharp voice roared from afar, as the silhouette of Jiang Li darted forward.

The Ancient Witch Country’s natives watching instantly became excited.

"The Empress is here!"

"The Empress is angry! Let’s join forces to kill these scumbags who came to ruin the wedding!"

"Yes, be careful not to draw blood!"

The citizens of the Ancient Witch Country rushed in directly to help Mu Qingge and the others fend off the enemies.

Initially, the Refining Tower’s people had the advantage in numbers.

Originally, Mu Qingge and the others were struggling because they had to carry the bridal carriage and kill without shedding blood.

However, with Jiang Li and the Ancient Witch Country’s natives joining in, the situation was immediately reversed, driving the black-clad enemies to retreat repeatedly; they hardly needed Mu Qingge and the others to fight anymore.

The ambush turned into a street pursuit and blockade, becoming a mass brawl, something the Refining Tower Branch had not anticipated.

They were beaten into fleeing chaotically, and their leader, who had been severely injured by a punch from Mu Qingge, could only shout at Jiang Li, "Empress Jiang, this is a personal vendetta, it’s unrelated to you, why do you intervene!"

"Nonsense! Her business is my business! Besides, daring to make trouble at a wedding I organized personally is disrespecting me. Do you really think I’m so good-tempered?!" Jiang Li scolded them furiously.

The people from the Refining Tower Branch turned pale and could only order a retreat.

"Trying to run?" Jiang Li wanted to chase after them.

Mu Qingge blocked her. "Let them go."

"You!" Jiang Li looked at her, her eyes filled with confusion.

Mu Qingge sneered, "They’re just a bunch of fools. Don’t let them disrupt the main event. After handling the main event, even if they don’t come to us, I’ll go after them."

Jiang Li flung her sleeves and snorted, "You’re right, we can’t let these rats spoil the mood. Let the wedding continue—!" With a wave of her hand, the twenty or so corpses in black were dragged away.

The bridal carriage resumed its parade, and to prevent further accidents, Jiang Li accompanied it personally. In the Ancient Witch Country, this was an immense honor!

After parading through the main street of Jiang City, the bridal carriage, carrying the blessings of the entire city, grandly returned to the Imperial Palace.

Presided over by the Priest, Xue Qiao and Mu Lianrong took their vows to become husband and wife, and then began the feast, which was to continue until the following day.

Xue Qiao was drunk by everyone and sent back to the new room.

This was their wedding night, belonging to the two of them, and no one would disturb them.

...

At the Refining Tower Branch, Yan Hua furiously kicked the person who came to report, knocking them to the ground.

"This is your properly managed arrangement?"

This was the person who had been hit by Mu Qingge. He took off his mask, not daring to meet Yan Hua’s eyes, and could only lower his head and say, "This subordinate thought that during the street parade, with so many people and chaos, it would be a great opportunity to strike. So I... but didn’t expect Empress Jiang to appear suddenly, leading to our plan failing."

To avoid responsibility, he blamed the failure entirely on Jiang Li.

"A bunch of useless trash!" Yan Hua raged, "If that kid were easy to deal with, would the Main Courtyard have failed to capture her? You shouldn’t have confronted directly, but instead caught her family to force her into our trap, wouldn’t that be better?"

The people of the Refining Tower, accustomed to arrogance, even with the previous failures of the Main Courtyard as a lesson, still didn’t take Mu Qingge seriously. They thought she avoided capture by hiding skillfully and had evaded the Main Courtyard’s pursuit. Moreover, with Yan Hua now at the Purple Realm, their confidence soared, abandoning cunning strategies and opting for a direct assault.

Now, the person kneeling and pleading felt awakened to his folly by Yan Hua’s scolding!

He raised his head, timidly looking at Yan Hua, asking for instructions, "Then... should this subordinate infiltrate the Imperial Palace again and capture the people she cares about?"

"How can you be so stupid!" Yan Hua kicked him again, this time hitting his shoulder, almost breaking his arm. "The daytime ambush already alerted them. Going back now is seeking death or capturing people?"

"That... that..." The person pulled a bitter face, unable to decide what to do for the moment.

Earlier, he suffered a punch from Mu Qingge, and now two kicks. Pain overwhelmed him, sweating profusely, feeling as if half his life was lost. He relied solely on spiritual power to keep himself from passing out, unable to think of a good solution.

"Get out! I’ll personally deal with him tomorrow morning! If he has any sense and returns the stolen items along with his divine artifact, I’ll spare his life. If not... hmph." Yan Hua’s greedy eyes reflected a sharp killing intent.

...

The sky began lighting up in Jiang City Palace, the banquet continued, yet Mu Qingge stood refreshed outside the palace. With her were Mo Yang leading the Dragon Tooth Guards.

Shang Zisu pressed her lips tightly, watching her silently.

Jiang Li walked over and asked, "Are you really planning to go now?"

"The sooner, the better," Mu Qingge said indifferently.

"But with just a few of you..." Jiang Li frowned. She told Mu Qingge, "Although the Refining Tower Branch is not affiliated with the Imperial Family, their fate is unrelated to ours, they do have hundreds of disciples guarding their southwest position. According to information, their branch leader recently entered the Purple Realm."

"So what?" Mu Qingge replied nonchalantly.

Jiang Li looked at her seriously, then suddenly smiled, pointed at herself, and asked, "Why don’t I go with you? It might increase our chances!"

Mu Qingge chuckled and shook her head, refusing, "Your status makes it inconvenient."

"Mu Junior Brother, then I..."

As Shang Zisu began to speak, Mu Qingge cut her off, "Senior Sister Shang, there’s no need for you to go. Stay in the palace and wait for our return."

Shang Zisu gritted her teeth, suddenly feeling useless.

She gave Mu Qingge a deep look, nodded, and said, "Alright. Be careful." Then she turned and left, her back firm and upright.

Watching her leave, Jiang Li whispered to Mu Qingge, "Is she angry?"

Mu Qingge glanced at Jiang Li, shook her head, and said, "She might need to retreat for the next few days, don’t let anyone disturb her."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Li asked, looking puzzled.

But Mu Qingge didn’t explain further.

She understood Shang Zisu; her departure didn’t signify compromise. On the contrary, she felt useless for not being able to help and would strive harder with every moment.

"Let’s go!" Mu Qingge turned and shouted to the Dragon Tooth Guards.

"Wait, include me!" Suddenly, an urgent voice came from behind.

Mu Qingge and Jiang Li turned to see Xue Qiao adjusting his clothes as he ran over.

Jiang Li glanced at him and said teasingly, "Why aren’t you in your room with your darling wife?"

Xue Qiao blushed, didn’t answer her, but looked at Mu Qingge and said, "I know what you’re going to do, and I want to go with you."

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed, and she smiled, "Do you know who they are? Do you know why they’re here?"

"Aren’t they from the Refining Tower Branch? I don’t care why they’re here. If they disrupted my wedding and scared my beloved Lianrong, I’m going to beat them up!" Xue Qiao said, raising his chin.

"Ugh~! Too cheesy." Jiang Li was disgusted by his affectionate nickname for Mu Lianrong.

Mu Qingge smiled, pleased with Xue Qiao’s reaction, but she still refused, "They’re here for me, and it’s my personal grudge. Actually, you and Aunt were implicated because of me today. I’m glad you don’t blame me. I’ll handle the rest and guarantee your satisfaction."

Unexpectedly, Xue Qiao’s eyes widened, seriously saying, "That’s even more reason! I must go! How could I not step in when my nephew is bullied?"

"They have Purple Realm experts!" Jiang Li tested.

However, Xue Qiao said fearlessly, "Purple Realm experts? I’m not scared! If one person can’t beat them, then a group will bury them!"

Jiang Li took a deep breath, gave him a thumbs up, admiring his courage.

Thinking of using numbers to offset a Purple Realm expert is quite unique!

Mu Qingge said, "Does Aunt know?"

Mentioning Mu Lianrong, Xue Qiao’s face changed, embarrassingly saying, "I snuck out while she was asleep, I’ll return with some tea and apologize once it’s over."

"Since Aunt doesn’t know, I’m not taking you," Mu Qingge shook her head helplessly.

"No!" Xue Qiao frowned, stating, "I’m your aunt’s husband. Our wedding was ruined, she suffered grievances, so as her husband, I must take care of that grievance. You’re the junior, and protecting you is our duty as elders. If I watched you leave but stayed behind, Aunt would regret marrying such a coward!"

"He makes a good point!" Jiang Li winked at Mu Qingge.

As if saying, since you’re confident in this venture, taking one more person wouldn’t hurt.

Mu Qingge sighed silently, looked at Xue Qiao, "Alright, let’s go together."

After seeing off Mu Qingge and the others, Jiang Li returned to the palace to find Mu Lianrong standing by the window wrapped in a long cloak, gazing at the direction Mu Qingge and Xue Qiao left.

Jiang Li looked at her, walked over.

Once beside her, she asked, "You woke up long ago?"

Mu Lianrong didn’t remove her gaze, only nodding slowly, replying to Jiang Li’s question.

"Then why didn’t you go out?" Jiang Li asked in confusion.

Mu Lianrong smiled wistfully, "Going out wouldn’t change anything, they wouldn’t let me join. Besides, I believe in Qingge. This child has grown up, sustaining the sky of the Mu Family unnoticed. Not just the Mu Family, but the sky of the entire Qin Country relies on her."

"Hearing you say this, I feel some sympathy for that Mu Qingge fellow," Jiang Li said softly.

Mu Lianrong’s lips twitched.

Unable to answer Jiang Li’s words.

An orphaned child, with a missing mother, single-handedly sustaining a grand lie just to secure family peace. Enduring silently, achieving a strong rise, Mu Qingge walked every step by herself.

Mu Lianrong sometimes felt as an aunt, not only useless, but having her niece always taking care of things.

...

The Ancient Witch Country wasn’t large, and the distance from the southwestern Refining Tower Branch to the capital Jiang City was not far.

The sky began to lighten as twenty or so figures darted swiftly, leaving only faint shadows.

"Your speed is really fast!" Xue Qiao barely kept pace with Mu Qingge, looking sideways.

Mu Qingge smiled faintly, having restrained herself. If she exerted fully, she’d have left the Dragon Tooth Guards far behind.

Xue Qiao glanced over at the Dragon Tooth Guards behind him, then said to Mu Qingge, "Did you train them all?"

Mu Qingge nodded.

Even though the answer was already known, hearing Mu Qingge admit it made him find it incredible. He loved cultivation, obsessed with martial arts, and knew the massive expenditure necessary to train aides of such caliber. Especially coming from a third-class country.

Concerning this youthful nephew who commanded great influence, Xue Qiao felt he could hardly act the elder.

"What do you plan to do at the Refining Tower?" Xue Qiao inquired curiously.

Mu Qingge’s gaze turned cold, revealing an extremely chilling smile, softly speaking two words, "Destroy the tower!"

This answer caused Xue Qiao’s eyes to shrink sharply.

...

In the Ancient Witch Country, at a southwestern edge, lay a stretch of gobi desert.

Due to the existence of the Earth Fire Dragon underground, it became the site of the Refining Tower Branch. People there directly utilize the Earth Fire Dragon for refining.

Because of the Earth Fire Dragon, the area within dozens of miles was barren, with only red sand.

As they approached, the temperature rose sharply.

Suddenly, from a ravine, a pair of bright and calm eyes emerged. They observed the faintly visible buildings in front, noting their layout in memory.

A quarter-hour later, he quietly retreated.

Leaving the gobi, he entered a patch of bushes.

There, sat over twenty people, each silent in meditation, seemingly recovering spiritual power.

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