Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 528

Chapter 528: Chapter 172: Looking Down on Others Like a Dog

"Linchuan Chronicles: Saint Yuan Chronicles: Tiandu"

In the center of the Linchuan Continent, there is a vast empire whose territory is endless, stretching for millions of miles. At the heart of the empire is a capital city named ’Tiandu’.

The size of Tiandu is akin to the territory of a small country.

The city has six city gates, one each in the north and south, and two each in the east and west. Straight post roads connect various parts of the country.

The city is planned in a rectangular layout, with straight lines and layers advancing progressively, bustling markets, and wealthy citizens...

"Tiandu." The solemn city wall that surpassed a hundred feet high, with a plaque outlined in gold dust, caught Mu Qingge’s interest.

She raised her chin, staring at the plaque, her eyes sweeping across the full view of the city gate.

The city wall stood about a hundred feet high, majestic and towering, solemn and heavy. Just the wall alone induced a feeling of submission and deference.

Above the city wall, buildings, and bridges were connected, flags fluttered, where soldiers in golden armor stood dignified, looking into the distance without shifting their gaze.

The city gate was also forged from incredibly solid Black Iron wood, reinforced with molten copper. The facade was colorful, and upon closer inspection, it was adorned with various high-rank beast cores, a crafting process beyond any monetary valuation.

The wealth of the Holy Yuan Empire was vividly displayed before everyone.

Zhao Nanxing rode over to Mu Qingge’s side, a hint of helplessness in his laughter: "High-rank beast cores are rare treasures, hard to find even if money can buy them in the third-class countries. Yet here in the capital of the Holy Yuan Empire, they merely serve as decorations on the city gate. This contrast is truly vexing!"

As he finished speaking, Feng Yufei also rode to the other side of Mu Qingge, glanced briefly, then turned to Mu Qingge: "Third-class countries have always been seen as beggars in the eyes of these second-class and first-class countries. Entering Tiandu this time might not go smoothly."

Their words turned a circle in Mu Qingge’s ears. She smiled slightly, her gaze dropping from the plaque to the two of them: "No worries, we won’t start trouble but we aren’t afraid of it either."

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei both nodded seriously.

"Let’s go, let’s first take a look at what this largest capital of Linchuan is like!" At Mu Qingge’s command, the teams from the three countries followed closely, slowly crossing the white jade bridge over the moat, approaching the city gate.

The Qin Country, Li Country, and Yu Country are the representatives of the third-class countries this time.

This was Mu Qingge’s decision, also the most appropriate decision.

The commanders of the three countries were Mu Qingge, Zhao Nanxing, and Feng Yufei. From this alone, the issue of internal disunity was fundamentally solved.

No need to worry about working hard at the front and getting stabbed in the back.

As for Tu Country and Ba Country, the former had zero goodwill from Mu Qingge, and she wasn’t familiar with the generals of Tu Country. As for the latter, due to their complex internal relations among the tribes of Ba Country, their involvement could lead to some entanglements.

Therefore, having the Li Country and Yu Country join was the best.

As required, each country’s representatives could not exceed two thousand people. Together, the three countries had about six thousand people. This contingent, lined up outside Tiandu City, was also a sight that drew the curious gazes and discussions of the bustling passersby.

"Halt!" A stern shout came from below the city gate.

A razor-sharp, glimmering sword stopped in front of Mu Qingge, blocking her path.

Mu Qingge’s gaze lingered on that sword, with a faintly discernible sound: "Spiritual Artifact." A mere gate guard wielded a Spiritual Artifact as their weapon. Just how wealthy is this Holy Yuan Empire?

"Who dares lead an army into Tiandu?" The person blocking Mu Qingge wore golden armor, appearing to be a general responsible for city defense.

He carried a cold expression, his tone slightly disdainful.

His provoking manner made Mu Qingge’s eyes narrow slightly.

Zhao Nanxing spurred his horse forward proactively, saying: "General, we are the representatives of the third-class countries participating in the Linchuan Conference in Tiandu, please allow us to enter the city."

He came with an intention to keep the peace, but evidently, this city defense general didn’t see it that way.

Listening to Zhao Nanxing’s self-introduction, the arrogance and disdain in his expression grew even stronger. He raised his chin, looking down at them: "So, you’re from the third-class countries!"

He bit on the words ’third-class countries’ with a strange tone, inciting uproarious laughter from the onlookers and other city guards.

The uproarious laughter was not a stifled chuckle.

They unabashedly mocked the envoys from the third-class countries, this unified laughter making the thousands-strong contingent from the third-class countries flush with embarrassment.

Fortunately, they were the finest soldiers from the three countries. Even though humiliated at the city gate, they remained upright in posture, eyes staring straight ahead. However, their hands clenched tightly onto their weapons, veins bulging, joints white.

"Is this the quality of a Tiandu gate general?" A voice, cold and mocking, sounded leisurely.

Unexpectedly, it abruptly ended the laughter of those mocking.

All around, it suddenly became quiet, with all eyes instinctively drawn to the person who spoke.

"Impudent! How dare you slander this general!" The Golden Armor General’s face turned dark, his hand pointing the sharp sword even closer to Mu Qingge.

His action prompted the other city guards to all point their weapons at Mu Qingge and her group.

"Slander?" Mu Qingge’s clear eyes brushed over the sword in the general’s hand, her tone still indifferent yet teasing: "Just a watchdog, is it worth being slandered by this lord?"

"You!" The Golden Armor General’s eyes bulged with fury, a green light flashed from his sword, thrusting fiercely at Mu Qingge. "Courting death!"

This scene happened so suddenly that Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei, closest to Mu Qingge in the third-class contingent, widened their eyes in shock but showed no intention to act.

The surrounding imperial citizens looked at the city defense general in surprise. Their expressions seemed as if they would witness the arrogant Mu Qingge bleed on the spot, falling from her Flame Horse.

Either meet a violent end or beg for forgiveness!

The citizens of the empire thought so, and so did the Golden Armor General fantasize.

As he struck with the sword, a coldness flickered from his mouth and eyes. To him, Mu Qingge was no different from a dog.

Oh, the only difference is this dog is exceptionally beautiful; it could fetch a fortune if sold into a male brothel!

In an instant, the varied expressions.

The sharp sword tip carried with a cold gleam was already in front of Mu Qingge.

But she neither dodged nor moved, appearing frozen with fear in others’ eyes.

Crack!

A crisp, bell-like sound echoed outside the city gate.

Immediately following, they saw the formerly arrogant Golden Armor General fly backward, directly through the city gate, landing heavily on the streets within, stirring up dust, and spewing a mouthful of fresh blood with a ’wow’.

Hiss——!

What just happened?!

The citizens of the Imperial City widened their eyes, expressions uniformly in disbelief.

They froze where they stood, staring at the disheveled figure of the General lying on the ground, unresponsive.

They hadn’t clearly seen what happened, just saw the general fly out, seemingly seriously injured.

At this moment, someone noticed Mu Qingge.

She continued to sit lazily upright on her Flame Horse, expression cold. Her remarkably beautiful features, exquisite to perfection, radiated brilliant light.

Beneath her Flame Horse, a sharp sword tip lay quietly on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the citizens of the empire gasped again.

The city defense general had not only been defeated, but even his sword had been snapped?!

Yet how had all this happened?

The citizens couldn’t see clearly, nor could the soldiers outside the city gate, who appeared equally bewildered. They too failed to see what transpired, only seeing their commander flying out and spilling blood, seemingly on the brink of death.

And the person their commander intended to discipline, she sat intact on her Flame Horse, appearing as if she hadn’t moved at all.

Zhao Nanxing sighed and shook his head, speaking in a volume only three could hear: "Can’t stop someone hell-bent on dying, daring to lay hands on our young lord? It’s like an old man’s attempt at hanging himself!"

His expression seemed to sympathize with the Golden Armor General’s plight, but his tone was unmistakably schadenfreude!

Feng Yufei glanced mildly with those alluring phoenix eyes, then said to Mu Qingge, "Supposedly, officials of the Holy Yuan Empire should have been waiting here to receive us. Yet there’s still no sign of them."

Mu Qingge sneered, "They’re all just hiding in the shadows, watching the play." After speaking, she lightly squeezed the horse’s belly with her legs, and Black Flame raised its noble hooves, disdainfully swept a glance over the dumbfounded crowd, and slowly headed toward the city gates.

One person, one horse, just like that, under the watchful eyes of all, passed before the city defense soldiers and slowly entered the city.

Those soldiers, holding weapons, stared at Mu Qingge but did not dare to act rashly, only watching helplessly as she passed through the thick city walls and long gate into Tiandu.

The sound of Black Flame’s hooves was extraordinarily loud at this moment, as if heard from afar, resembling the sound of stepping on a heart.

"Pfft... cough cough..." The Golden Armor General lay sprawled on the spacious street, surrounded by a crowd of spectators on both sides, gawking at the scene, unaware of what transpired outside the city gates.

Why would the always imposing City Defense General, emblematic of the Empire’s image, be beaten to lie like a dead dog on the street?

Most importantly... who? Who dared? To assault the City Defense General is akin to slapping the Empire’s face!

Within their shock, they finally saw a person slowly approaching on horseback.

Backlit, they could not discern the appearance of the rider, but felt a formidable aura rapidly spreading, causing a shudder within.

Vaguely, they discerned the arrival’s youth, clad in red. Dazzling and eye-catching, his radiance outshone the sun in the sky.

He exuded an aura of defiance and arrogance, allowing no disregard.

As she gradually emerged from the backlight, her appearance finally came into view.

And those who saw it drew cold breaths, for her appearance was astonishingly beautiful, breathtaking enough that one dared not gaze directly.

Such a face, like a city toppling calamity, appearing on a brash youth’s visage, seemed almost divine, rendering the heavens darkened!

Just as the Empire’s populace was stunned by Mu Qingge’s beauty, she had already reached the Golden Armor General, looking down at him.

Sprawled on the ground, feeling as if his entire skeleton was shattered, the Golden Armor General sensed a shadow envelop him.

Straining to lift his head, he saw Mu Qingge’s indifferent face in the shadows.

A fear unlike any before surged through him, and he exclaimed in terror, "You... you dare to injure an Imperial soldier publicly! You..."

"I’ve just arrived today, don’t force me to kill." Her words interrupted the Golden Armor General coldly.

This strange remark seemed not directed at him.

The Golden Armor General faltered, and the intense pain made him groan in agony.

At that moment, Mu Qingge rode Black Flame past him, as if his existence was hardly worth her glance.

This sense of disregard made the Golden Armor General stiffen, as if plunged into an ice cellar.

"My, my! I only came late for a while, how did this happen?"

Just as Mu Qingge hadn’t moved far, a man in Holy Yuan Empire official attire appeared abruptly, accompanied by attendants. His shiny face plastered with a fake smile.

Bringing people with him, he approached Mu Qingge directly, not even glancing at the Golden Armor General sprawled like a dead dog on the ground, and with a smile, offered a salute, "I presume you must be the famous Lord Mu from the Third-class Country border?"

Mu Qingge’s gaze passed faintly over him, her lips closed silently.

Just that glance made the official shiver, his smile stiffened.

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei exchanged glances, the former said, "Let’s go."

Feng Yufei nodded, waved his hand, and the six-thousand-strong army behind him proceeded grandly, following them directly into the city gates.

The city defense soldiers, despite their high cultivation level, were unable to move under the icy stares of six thousand people, standing rigid with their weapons silently withdrawn.

They focused on the six thousand men, hearts shocked, unconsciously repeating a question, ’Are these really soldiers from that impoverished Third-class Country?’

Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei led the people from the Third-class Country to the rear of Mu Qingge.

This scene made the official who came to greet them silently wipe some sweat from his forehead.

These people’s aura was too strong, contrary to his previous expectations!

’People say it’s a cushy duty to receive people from a Third-class Country. Every time such an event occurs, there’s always some profit to gain. How come this time, after being given a cold welcome, they still seem so arrogant? And these people appear different from those who previously came from Third-class Countries!’ lamented the official who came to greet them inwardly.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingge’s cool voice fell from above.

Falling into the official’s ears, it was as thunderous.

Almost instinctively, he stated his origin, "This official is Assistant Minister of the Empire’s Ministry of Rites, Qiu Gao. Ordered to receive you Third-class Country envoys and escort you to the Post House for rest."

Only after speaking did he realize, shocked.

How did he become so compliant?

"Qiu Gao?" Mu Qingge repeated his name. Before he could smile again, she coldly added, "You’re late."

A simple statement sounded like rebuke to Qiu Gao’s ears.

Originally, as an official of the Holy Yuan Empire, he need not mind Mu Qingge’s sentiments. However, inexplicably, he acted as if facing nobles of the Empire, smiling obsequiously, continually apologizing, "This official apologizes for being tardy, asking for Lord Mu’s forgiveness, forgiveness!"

Such humility surprised even him, let alone the attendants who followed him and the onlookers.

The gaze of the Empire’s populace was indeed quite passionate.

Mu Qingge also disinclined to remain on the street, serving as a spectacle for others’ eyes.

So she commanded Qiu Gao, "Lead the way."

Those simple words transformed into an irrefutable order.

Qiu Gao quickly turned to guide, leading the mighty six thousand toward the direction of the Third-class Country Post House. Not sparing a glance at the Golden Armor General lying on the ground.

Having beaten the Empire’s City Defense General, yet still able to leave unscathed, without punishment, not even reprimand.

This news soon spread throughout Tiandu.

And along with it naturally spread the story of Mu Qingge, the assailant.

Moreover, Qiu Gao’s title for him as ’Lord Mu’ was noted by the people and circulated as well.

"I heard that among those from the Third-class Country who came for the Linchuan Conference, one is a young lord, exceptionally handsome, perhaps surpassing our Tiandu’s foremost beauty. Most importantly, he seems quite formidable, having beaten the City Defense General to vomiting blood, yet faced no reprimand."

"Tsk tsk, such talent emerges from a Third-class Country?"

"True! I saw it with my own eyes, not a word of exaggeration!"

"To make the City Defense General spit blood, almost losing half a life, it appears this Lord Mu’s prowess is indeed extraordinary!"

"What’s the big deal? The City Defense General is merely a City Defense General, let him compare with our Tiandu geniuses? In alchemy, we have the Jing Family eldest young master. In cultivation, Shen Family’s third young master is said to have recently reached the Purple Realm. As for beauty... don’t talk about Tiandu’s foremost beauty, even Miss Feiyue from the Lan Family, not to mention the Hua Family’s various charming blossoms, can’t compare to him." someone argued discontentedly.

However, his words met with sneers from others.

"Why don’t you compare him to the Holy King? A family scion from a Third-class Country, no matter how capable, is still limited."

"Exactly, comparing him with our Tiandu’s geniuses really does him a disservice."

"Nonetheless, this Lord Mu from the Third-class Country, just having arrived at Tiandu, already becoming the subject of talk, is quite something."

...

In the streets and alleys of Tiandu, teahouses and taverns alike, Mu Qingge inadvertently became the buzz topic, the headlines. Discussions everywhere focused on him, filled with interest and curiosity, while also bringing up Tiandu’s gifted youths to belittle him.

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