Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Chapter 177: I Am Her Woman! (Second Update)

The serene surface of the lake in the Imperial Garden was stirred with waves. Crystal clear lake water rose from within, forming a transparent barrier between two blurred figures.

Savage impact sounds constantly echoed. Spiritual power of the same deep purple hue clashed in the air, exploding into purple floral shapes, like fireworks blooming.

Huangfu Huan stared in wide-eyed astonishment, unable to suppress the shock in his eyes.

The collisions between the two forced him several steps back, as the barrier formed by his spiritual power in front of him was scratched with sharp, harsh friction by the fierce winds.

"Purple Realm Peak!" Huangfu Huan’s face was aghast as he watched the colors of the spiritual power colliding in the sky.

Shen Bicheng being at the Purple Realm Peak, he could mentally prepare himself for. But the unexpected revelation was that Mu Qingge was also at the Purple Realm Peak!

A small lord from a third-class country, younger than Shen Bicheng, yet already a powerhouse at the Purple Realm Peak, and moreover... he is an elder at the Medicine Tower Headquarters, a bona fide Spirit Level Alchemist!

How did he achieve this?

Huangfu Huan was shocked, repeatedly asking himself in his heart.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand why His Majesty the Holy King favored Mu Qingge so much.

A talent of this caliber would incite envy, admiration, even in him. Such a peerless genius... no, a peerless demon, naturally would evoke the Holy King’s interest to take him as an apprentice!

’Must form an alliance, never an enmity!’ Huangfu Huan instantly issued himself a command that must be adhered to.

Mu Qingge’s demonstrated strength and talent were truly terrifying.

If he doesn’t fall prematurely, growing up, Huangfu Huan dare not imagine how powerful he would be. He must not leave a hidden threat for the Holy Yuan Empire.

Not just himself, he must also warn his father, his siblings, for none of them to offend Mu Qingge!

"Huan’er, what’s happening?" The commotion in the Imperial Garden was so loud that even Emperor Yuan Huangfu Haotian rushed over with the tributor from the palace.

Huangfu Huan turned around, paid homage to his father, then looked at the two fighting figures above the lake with a bitter smile and said, "Isn’t it the madman from the Shen Family breaking in, insisting on challenging the little lord Mu to a duel." After which, he apologized, "Your son is inadequate and failed to stop them."

Huangfu Haotian was equally shocked by the fierce battle, waved his hand, staring dazedly at the two figures in the duel, telling Huangfu Huan, "It’s not your fault; with your current cultivation level, you can’t possibly stop them."

"The two are already at the Purple Realm Peak." A tributor who followed took a step forward, glanced at the lake surface, and reported to Emperor Yuan.

Huangfu Haotian slightly nodded, his expression complex.

Suddenly, the domineering forces in the air clashed again, shattered spiritual power transformed into countless blades sweeping around.

"Your Majesty, watch out!" Seeing several of them about to hit Huangfu Haotian, the tributor beside him grabbed his clothes, pulling him back a few steps, and waved to shatter those air blades, snorting coldly.

"Father, it is dangerous here, please return!" Huangfu Huan was also startled, urgently advising Emperor Yuan.

However, Huangfu Haotian shook his head in refusal. His eyes were bright, fixed on the two young combatants, addressing Huangfu Huan, "Such a spectacular duel among the younger generation, how could I miss it?"

"But..."

Huangfu Huan still wanted to persuade, but was interrupted by Huangfu Haotian, "No worries, with the Seventh Tributor here, I will be fine."

The one referred to as the Seventh Tributor was precisely the person who came with Huangfu Haotian.

Having said this, Huangfu Huan refrained from continuing further.

Indeed, with the Seventh Tributor who reached the Spiritual Movement Stage here to protect his father, there’s hardly any worry about his safety.

"Huan’er, instruct the Forbidden Guard to lock down this area, let no one approach," suddenly Huangfu Haotian demanded from Huangfu Huan.

Huangfu Huan nodded in acknowledgment and withdrew.

After Huangfu Huan’s departure, Huangfu Haotian solemnly addressed the Seventh Tributor, "What do you think of these two?"

The Seventh Tributor’s gaze shifted from Emperor Yuan’s back to the periodically merging shadows in the air, the lake water continually burst open, sprinkling the ground. The surrounding picturesque scenery and the pavilion in the lake had long been full of scars due to the spiritual power radiating from the two.

Retrieving his gaze, the Seventh Tributor hung his head, truthfully stating, "They are both naturally gifted cultivation talents; give them ten more years, and for sure they will surpass us."

This was such a high praise, it prompted Huangfu Haotian to involuntarily gasp.

In the Holy Yuan Empire, the number of Purple Realm masters, even Huangfu Haotian himself might not know, but those who broke through the Purple Realm, reaching the Spiritual Movement Stage, are only seven tributors fostered by the palace for generations.

These seven have lived countless years and truly observed numerous individuals.

Now, such an evaluation from the Seventh Tributor couldn’t be doubted by Huangfu Haotian.

His expression varied, his eyes extremely complicated. Standing with his hands behind him, watching the ongoing battle, he said in a deep voice, "These two, one is a madman from the Shen Family, the other the one favored by His Majesty the Holy King."

The Seventh Tributor’s eyes suddenly contracted, raised his eyes towards Emperor Yuan, then quickly shifted his gaze to the sky above the lake.

The Shen Family’s cultivation fanatic, that madman who only knows fighting, he didn’t care. What startled him was Emperor Yuan’s latter half of the sentence... the person favored by His Majesty the Holy King!

This...

The Seventh Tributor’s calm face revealed a layer of shock. Instantly, it became remarkably serious, and he reminded Huangfu Haotian, "Your Majesty, be cautious with rumors. Should it reach the ears of His Majesty the Holy King, it might be unfavorable for the Imperial Family."

Huangfu Haotian’s lips curled into a grim smile, "Seventh Tributor, do you think I am the kind to believe in rumors? This matter is absolutely true, personally told by His Majesty the Holy King to Huan’er."

"What? His Majesty the Holy King personally initiated the conversation?" The Seventh Tributor’s eyes widened almost to the point of bulging.

Huangfu Haotian nodded, "I always hoped Huan’er would receive His Majesty the Holy King’s favor and be taken as a disciple. To achieve this goal, I shamelessly kept looking for opportunities to present Huan’er to His Majesty the Holy King. Yet, over twenty years, His Majesty never paid any attention to Huan’er. But recently, he proactively summoned Huan’er, calling him from the palace to the Li Palace, and said one sentence."

"What sentence?" the Seventh Tributor asked persistently.

Huangfu Haotian’s eyes darkened slightly, "He said, do not allow Mu Qingge to be bullied."

This time, it was the Seventh Tributor’s turn to gasp.

He was experienced, how could he not sense the weight of that sentence?

It might be more than mere favor. The Seventh Tributor’s mind whirled, this sentence almost rendered Mu Qingge a possession, engraving the ’Li Palace’ mark upon him.

With this mark, Mu Qingge could virtually walk domineering across Linchuan!

The Seventh Tributor fell silent, no longer interested in watching the aerial battle above the lake. He digested the information received in his heart, calming the shock within.

How many years had it been? His heart had never thumped so heavily as at this moment.

As the Seventh Tributor fell silent, Huangfu Haotian did not disturb him. He remained silent too, head raised watching the battle between Mu Qingge and Shen Bicheng.

He seemed to be observing the battle, yet perhaps contemplating something.

After a while, the Seventh Tributor slowly raised his head, releasing a deep breath, and lowly asked, "What does Your Majesty plan to do?" Naturally, the order from His Majesty the Holy King couldn’t be disobeyed, hence the Seventh Tributor’s question didn’t pertain to how Emperor Yuan intended to deal with Mu Qingge, but rather the attitude he planned to adopt moving forward.

Having realized the distinct regard His Majesty the Holy King held for this individual, should he cultivate relations or...

That word, even in death, the Seventh Tributor dared not voice.

Thus, in his heart, he amended that word to ’maintain distance.’

Huangfu Haotian gently shook his head, honestly replied, "I haven’t decided yet." Pausing for a moment, he added enigmatically, "The Shen Family truly produced a good child."

A trace of confusion flickered in the Seventh Tributor’s eyes, puzzled as to why Huangfu Haotian shifted the topic to Shen Bicheng.

Though he has lived long, when it comes to politics, when it comes to imperial arts, ten of him couldn’t measure up to this Emperor of Linchuan Continent’s greatest nation.

As the two conversed, footsteps approached from afar behind them.

The Seventh Tributor immediately collected his expression, standing silently behind Huangfu Haotian.

In no time, Huangfu Huan returned with someone.

The person was none other than the head of the Shen Family, the smooth-talking fat man, also Shen Bicheng’s father.

"Father Emperor, the Head of the Shen Family is here," Huangfu Huan whispered as he walked to Huangfu Haotian’s side.

"Oh? The Head of the Shen Family came too!" Huangfu Haotian slowly turned around, looking at the head of the Shen Family with amusement in his eyes.

Upon hearing Emperor Yuan’s words, the Head of the Shen Family drew back his gaze from watching the battle in shock and saluted Huangfu Haotian, "Your Majesty, Bicheng is indeed too reckless. Even in a hurry to battle, he shouldn’t have dared to offend Your Majesty by barging into the Imperial Palace."

"It’s all right. The Imperial Palace hasn’t been so lively for quite a while. Just before, I found the scenery in this Imperial Garden a bit old, and I was thinking of having it demolished and redecorated. Quite unexpectedly, Third Young Master Shen along with little Lord Mu have saved me a good deal of trouble by being so attentive. Speaking of which, I should really thank them both."

Who is the Head of the Shen Family?

From Huangfu Haotian’s words, he already guessed the answer he sought.

He hurriedly said, "Your Majesty’s magnanimity truly shames Shen Yu. Since it was my son who damaged the Imperial Garden, our Shen Family wishes to fund its reconstruction, as a token of gratitude for Your Majesty’s forbearance."

"How could I possibly trouble Shen Qing with expense?" Huangfu Haotian said with a smile.

"How could it even be called an expense? My son caused the mishap, and as his father, it’s only natural to clean up after him. Besides, Your Majesty is consumed with state affairs every day for the people, confined to the palace. No matter how beautiful the scenery of the Imperial Palace is, there comes a time when one grows weary of it, and it should have been rebuilt long ago. These words have been in my heart for a long time, but I never got the chance to express them to Your Majesty. Today, I use my son’s misdeed to voice my true intentions, and I hope Your Majesty won’t postpone it further." The Head of the Shen Family spoke righteously, as if he wouldn’t rest until Emperor Yuan agreed to let him pay.

After his words, Huangfu Haotian hesitated for a while before reluctantly agreeing, "Then I’ll impose on Shen Qing for the expense."

"Your Majesty flatters us! To relieve Your Majesty of concern is the greatest honor for Shen Yu and the entire Shen Family," the Head of the Shen Family said sincerely.

Huangfu Haotian nodded contentedly and said to the Head of the Shen Family, "Since you’ve come, Shen Qing, let’s watch together. It is rare to see two evenly matched geniuses from the younger generation, such a battle is uncommon indeed!"

With that, he pointed to the silent Seventh Tributor, half-jokingly saying, "See, before you came, the Seventh Tributor was saying that Third Young Master Shen is exceptionally talented and will surely surpass him in less than ten years."

The Head of the Shen Family’s face changed with shock, exclaiming, "My son is merely a hot-headed brute, how could he be compared with the Seventh Tributor? Such praise, Shen Yu and Shen Bicheng do not dare to accept!"

"Ah, why so nervous? It’s a good thing for children to excel! Each generation must outshine the last. Come, watch the duel," Huangfu Haotian said cheerfully, not minding the Shen Family Head, who was sweating with anxiety, as he continued to watch the intense battle in the sky.

Bang—!

The fierce clash separated the two figures, who had become blurred from speed.

The crowd on the ground didn’t distract the two of them.

Mu Qingge faced Shen Bicheng, her bones cracking comfortably. She hadn’t fought so heartily in a long time.

She enjoyed such an evenly matched duel.

However, she knew she hadn’t revealed her full strength, nor had Shen Bicheng. This battle was more like a mutual probing and assessing.

The outcome no longer mattered; the process was what was important.

Mu Qingge’s eyes sparkled, and she shouted at Shen Bicheng, "Again!"

Shen Bicheng’s eyes also lit up, and without fear, he met Mu Qingge. They engaged in battle once more, their figures blurring as they exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant.

Outsiders could only see the deep purple glow flashing continuously.

However, in Mu Qingge and Shen Bicheng’s eyes, there were countless fist shadows and handprints.

The lake water below had already been whipped up by their force, creating a depression on the lake surface beneath them. The water splashes flew backward into the air and fell again, seemingly forming a transparent giant bowl enclosing the two of them, making it even harder for outsiders to see clearly.

The battle lasted until nearly noon.

Because of Huangfu Haotian’s orders, the earth-shattering fight didn’t attract any onlookers.

Only the four of them witnessed the battle between these two geniuses firsthand.

Finally, the lake water that had been lifted into the air suddenly fell back into place.

The two evenly matched figures retreated to opposite sides, standing in midair.

"They fought for so long, yet their spiritual power is still enough to keep them airborne. What are these two monsters? How much spiritual power do they have?" Huangfu Huan said with a bitter smile, feeling overwhelmed.

His Blue Realm Peak cultivation seemed like nothing in front of these two!

This fact was not only surprising but also unavoidable.

Over the lake, Shen Bicheng looked calmly at Mu Qingge, showing no signs of fatigue on his face. Except for some disordered clothes, both appeared in good spirits, the excitement in their eyes not yet faded.

"You’re impressive!" Shen Bicheng suddenly spoke.

"You’re no slouch either," Mu Qingge replied with a smirk.

Shen Bicheng fell silent again and said to Mu Qingge, "There are too many people today, and the fight wasn’t satisfying. Another day, let’s find a place where no one will disturb us and determine who’s superior."

"Alright," Mu Qingge agreed with a nod.

As soon as she agreed, Shen Bicheng turned and disappeared from where he stood.

He didn’t care at all about who was standing on the shore or the state of this place they had fought in.

"Rebellious son! Rebellious son!" The Head of the Shen Family stomped in anger beside Emperor Yuan.

Watching his son run off like that, he was so furious that his whiskers bristled.

After taking a few deep breaths, the Head of the Shen Family saluted Huangfu Haotian, "Your Majesty, my son’s impudence is intolerable. When Shen Yu returns, I will properly discipline him and have him come to the palace to apologize in person. I shall not trouble Your Majesty any longer, I bid farewell."

With that, he nodded to the Seventh Tributor and Crown Prince Huangfu Huan before turning to leave briskly.

As for Mu Qingge, he wasn’t in the mood to exchange pleasantries with her, especially since she was still hovering over the lake.

After the Head of the Shen Family left, Mu Qingge slowly descended to the shore.

Glancing at the mess around, she tugged at her lips and said to the smiling Huangfu Haotian, "Emperor Yuan... I’m sorry."

Huangfu Haotian replied nonchalantly, "No matter, using my Imperial Garden to watch such an astonishingly beautiful duel is already a splendid trade-off."

Emperor Yuan’s words made Mu Qingge’s cheeks flush with embarrassment.

After all, when someone invites you as a guest to their home, demolishing the place is inexcusable.

After a moment’s hesitation, Mu Qingge begrudgingly said, "How about this, let Emperor Yuan calculate the damages, and I’ll cover the costs."

"Hahahaha... no need," Huangfu Haotian laughed heartily, waving it off. Then he instructed Huangfu Huan, "Little Lord Mu must be tired. Huan’er, escort Little Lord Mu back to the Post House to rest."

"Yes, Father Emperor." Huangfu Huan accepted the order with pleasure.

Afterward, Huangfu Haotian nodded kindly to Mu Qingge before turning to leave.

From the moment the Head of the Shen Family arrived, the Seventh Tributor who had kept silent, trying to minimize his presence, also left with them.

After watching the two leave, Mu Qingge’s smile slightly faded, and she squinted, asking, "Who was that gaunt old man walking behind His Majesty the Emperor?"

Huangfu Huan smiled faintly, not hiding it from Mu Qingge, "He’s a tributor of the palace, supported by generations of our Huangfu Family. There are a total of seven such tributors in the Huangfu Family, and they heed only the orders of the Huangfu Family head."

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