Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 536

Chapter 536: Chapter 180: Why Is She the Only One Favored?

"You have no chance, he is mine!"

Jiang Li was instantly jolted awake by Mu Qingge’s words, staring at her with wide-eyed disbelief.

What did Mu Qingge just say?

Was there something wrong with her ears? Did she hear or understand incorrectly?

At this moment, Mu Qingge seemed to her like a child who just learned to walk, boasting about becoming the number one master in the world.

Mu Qingge ignored her shock and scrutiny, still looking at Si Mo’s phantom, her clear eyes filled with only him.

Jiang Li took a few deep breaths, quietly saying: ’Uh, I was just using a metaphor, you know? The Holy King is not someone that us mortals can long for. That Lan Feiyue is looking to die without knowing it, so don’t you do something foolish too.’

Jiang Li’s golden eyes revealed a sense of horror.

After all, what Mu Qingge said wasn’t about serving the Holy King, but rather... ’He is mine.’ How could she say such arrogant and shameless words?

Seeing that Mu Qingge ignored her, Jiang Li couldn’t help but worry, saying, "You must not let beauty cloud your mind!"

Jiang Li’s words made the corner of Mu Qingge’s mouth curve larger.

She felt that if she didn’t explain or say something, this woman might just scare herself to death with her own imagination.

To scare the fearless Empress Jiang of Ancient Witch Country like this, it seems this Holy King Si Mo is doing his job quite well!

However, before she could speak, Lan Feiyue’s voice drifted over.

"Holy King, Feiyue has come. Feiyue has come as promised!" Despite Lan Feiyue’s efforts to conceal the excitement in her tone, she failed.

Mu Qingge swallowed the words on her lips, her clear eyes turning slightly cold, her gaze shifting lightly to Lan Feiyue.

’Her in that white dress seems to match Si Mo quite well.’

Unknowingly, Mu Qingge’s face had already taken on a cold expression.

"Shameless," Jiang Li sneered contemptuously, forgetting that she had just considered offering herself.

Then, she said to Mu Qingge, "She jumping out is good, lets you see the fate of one who covets the Holy King, wake up. Those words just now, better not be repeated."

Mu Qingge said nothing, she just looked at the towering phantom of Si Mo, wanting to know how he would handle Lan Feiyue’s self-recommendation.

However, Si Mo seemed truly asleep, showing no reaction to Lan Feiyue’s words.

Standing on both sides beneath the gigantic throne, Gu Ya and Gu Ye glanced coldly at Lan Feiyue, their eyes full of disdain and ridicule. Gu Ya couldn’t help but look at Mu Qingge.

"Darn! Why is he looking over here? Did he hear what you said just now?" Seeing Gu Ya’s gaze sweeping over, Jiang Li pressed her lips tightly, using her eyes to convey messages to Mu Qingge.

Being stared at by the Holy King’s Black Servant, even as an Empress, she dared not use sound transmission!

Mu Qingge glanced at Gu Ya, the coldness in her eyes not diminishing one bit.

Instead, Gu Ya, feeling her gaze, his eye twitched slightly, retracting his gaze.

This scene went unnoticed by Jiang Li.

Once Gu Ya retracted his gaze, Mu Qingge said to Jiang Li, "Are you stupid? I just transmitted those words with sound, how could he have heard?"

Jiang Li instantly felt relieved, saying to her, "I was really afraid you’d be seduced by beauty and never leave this Li Palace!"

Mu Qingge frowned, saying, "The one who acted like a love-struck fool before, seemed to be you!"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Li’s face, defending, "I was merely appreciating, with some occasional fantasies. A man this cold isn’t suitable for me."

Mu Qingge had no heart to banter with her at the moment; she looked towards Lan Feiyue.

Even after Si Mo’s phantom showed no reaction, she still did not give up, stepping forward on her knees, looking up at the tall phantom with infatuated eyes, "Holy King, do you remember Feiyue? Fifteen years ago, when Feiyue first met you, I vowed that I must enter Li Palace to serve you in this lifetime. Now, I have come to honor my vow, I ask that the Holy King allow Feiyue to stay."

’Did she make her lovesickness that obvious?’ Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched slightly.

As Lan Feiyue abruptly spoke, Gu Ya and Gu Ye did not stop her. Even the people represented by Huangfu Haotian remained silent.

It seemed everyone was waiting for Si Mo’s response.

Especially the Lan family, whose members were trembling with anxiety, nervously awaiting the final outcome.

If the Holy King accepts Lan Feiyue, the Lan family can leap beyond the mundane, even standing strong against the Holy Yuan Empire.

But what if the Holy King does not accept?

No, there’s no "what if"...

This result is something the Lan family cannot bear or dare to imagine.

A group of pitiable people, immersed too long in their woven dreams, had long forgotten reality. They neither wished nor dared to step out, fearing that upon waking, it would all be an illusion.

As they say, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Therefore, Lan Feiyue must, absolutely must, remain in Li Palace! Regardless of the price the Lan family has to pay!

The Family Head’s eyes were filled with unbreakable determination. He looked up at his most prized daughter, saying, "Feiyue, quickly let the Holy King see your appearance."

Her father’s reminder brought Lan Feiyue back to her senses.

She lifted her hand, holding the veil on her face, saying with deep emotion, "Holy King, for more than a decade, no one has seen my face. I vowed that this face will only be revealed in your presence when the veil is removed."

’Swearing again?’ Mu Qingge sneered inwardly.

As her words fell, the white veil on her face was torn away.

A stunning and unparalleled face, like that of the Guanghan Fairy, was revealed to everyone.

The exclamations of amazement from around her made a flicker of pride flash through Lan Feiyue’s eyes. She had full confidence in her looks; the title of Tiandu’s number one beauty wasn’t given in vain.

She looked towards Si Mo, eagerly anticipating his reaction.

The corner of her eye glanced at Gu Ya and Gu Ye, hoping to see astonishment in their eyes.

However, she was left disappointed.

Gu Ya and Gu Ye remained as calm as ice, indifferent to her beauty. As if she were as plain as any ordinary person, not worth a second glance.

Their reactions inexplicably unnerved Lan Feiyue.

Even the Black Servants serving the Holy King were so calm, how about the Holy King himself?

Suddenly, Lan Feiyue’s confidence in her own beauty crumbled instantly.

The face she was so enamored with seemed to become a ridiculous joke.

Everything around turned awkward.

The Lan family members, who had come with dreams, were now filled with fear.

The unrelenting indifference made Mu Qingge’s mouth lift slightly.

"See that? Lan Feiyue’s self-recommendation totally backfired, how will she face others in the future? How will she maintain the reputation of Tiandu’s number one beauty?" Jiang Li said, gloating at Mu Qingge’s side.

As if also hinting to Mu Qingge to retract some unrealistic ideas quickly before anyone knows, cover them tightly, and best just destroy them on the spot!

"She is her, I am me." But Mu Qingge calmly replied.

With a demeanor that wouldn’t cry without seeing the coffin.

Jiang Li could only roll her eyes helplessly, speechless about Mu Qingge.

She just couldn’t understand how Mu Qingge, who seemed utterly indifferent to matters of love, could suddenly become so stuck in a rut?

"Holy King..." Lan Feiyue despondently knelt on the ground.

Suddenly, the phantom of Si Mo, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

As soon as he opened his eyes, everyone before him seemed to fall into another world, his opalescent eyes representing the sun and moon, the tangible gaze representing scattered stars.

These eyes revealed his strength.

As if accommodating the entire universe, within his eyes lay the deepest secrets of the world, representing the most formidable power.

The reaction from Si Mo’s phantom reignited hope in Lan Feiyue from despair.

She eagerly awaited Si Mo’s gaze to fall on her, yet Si Mo looked towards Emperor Yuan, Huangfu Haotian, kneeling at the forefront.

"Withdraw." Two words fell from Si Mo’s mouth.

Yet like the might of heaven, preventing any resistance.

He was expelling guests!

The crowd was stunned.

They didn’t even have time to say a word to the Holy King before being driven out of the Li Palace?

It’s all because of that woman from the Lan Family! If it weren’t for her presumptuous actions angering the Holy King, they wouldn’t be thrown out like this.

At this moment, everyone hated Lan Feiyue deeply.

Lan Feiyue’s face was pale and blue, frozen in place.

How could this be? It’s completely different from what she imagined. Why? Why did the Holy King not even glance at her? The word ’withdraw’ was filled with disdain?

"Holy King, please calm your anger!" Huangfu Haotian quickly pleaded.

Angering the Holy King was definitely not a good thing.

Huangfu Haotian was furious at the stupidity of the Lan family. In the past, they had borrowed the power of the Holy King to act high and mighty, which was bearable. Now they even dared to truly try to align themselves, they must be courting death!

"Withdraw." Si Mo repeated.

An invisible wave of air accompanied these words, creating a fierce gust that directly blew the kneeling crowd out of the hall’s entrance.

Consequently, the door of the great hall shut tightly, with Gu Ya and Gu Ye appearing in front of it, preventing anyone from approaching.

The crowd, swept out, looked disheveled and embarrassed.

Lan Feiyue lay on the ground, the pain from the impact was nothing compared to her current heartbreak.

When the wind surged, she felt as if her skin was being painfully sliced by sharp blades, and the Holy King showed no pity for a beauty.

Like everyone else, she was thrown out like a dead dog.

The humiliation made Lan Feiyue wish she could bury herself in a hole.

"Huh? Where’s Qingge?" Suddenly, Jiang Li’s voice emerged from the crowd.

Her voice was filled with surprise, completely disregarding the rule of not speaking recklessly.

Gu Ya and Gu Ye both looked at her, their cold eyes full of warning.

Jiang Li obediently shut her mouth, but Mu Qingge’s sudden disappearance made her anxious.

When they were blown out, Mu Qingge was clearly beside her, how did she suddenly disappear?

With her shout, others also realized Mu Qingge was missing from the crowd. Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei searched around nervously but found nothing.

Hua Qinxin, ignoring her mother’s restraint, ran to Jiang Li’s side and anxiously asked, "Where’s Young Lord Mu?"

Jiang Li had no time to deal with her, directly pushing her aside to walk towards Gu Ya and Gu Ye. If she wanted to know where Mu Qingge was, she could only ask the two of them.

However, after just a few steps, she was stopped by Huangfu Huan.

Jiang Li looked at him, her golden eyes full of hostility.

Huangfu Huan quickly said, "Don’t be impulsive. Young Lord Mu was kept by the Holy King, there won’t be any trouble." He knew of the connection between Mu Qingge and Si Mo and was specifically told to take care of Mu Qingge, so as soon as Mu Qingge went missing, he guessed the situation.

His words shocked everyone.

And what was most unbelievable was that Gu Ya and Gu Ye, the two Black Servants, did not refute Huangfu Huan’s words.

Jiang Li’s eyes were filled with shock, she blinked, seemingly unable to process it all at once. But the hostility in her eyes dissipated and she was no longer as panicked as before.

However, at this moment, there were different reactions in everyone’s hearts.

They were all driven out, yet only Mu Qingge was left behind. What did this mean?

Shen Bicheng’s eyes filled with a fierce fighting spirit, if it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, he seemed ready to challenge Mu Qingge again.

Jing Tian’s face turned even paler, his eyes filled with a gloomy and unfathomable vibe, glancing at the tightly shut door with jealousy.

Lou Xuantie and Hei Mu quickly exchanged a look, seemingly signaling a change in plans, halting their actions.

Taishi Gao also looked at the closed door with jealousy, feeling very unwilling, wondering why they were driven out while Mu Qingge was left behind?

Lan Feiyue remained sprawled on the ground, unable to face standing up indifferently.

She always considered herself the Holy King’s woman, yet was thrown out coldly and heartlessly. And the person she wanted to bring closer to the Lan family and introduce to the Holy King, Mu Qingge, was the one who was left behind?

Why?

Lan Feiyue’s eyes were filled with intense unwillingness, her heart’s jealousy growing uncontrollably.

In her perspective, the one left behind should have been her. What was that hereditary noble from a third-class country compared to her?

...

The tightly shut door divided the inside from the outside world.

Inside the hall, only Mu Qingge stood, making the space seem even more empty and small.

She hadn’t been blown away like the others, instead, a force held her in place. She did not resist the force because she knew its source.

"Come here." A tall voice, sitting upright, beckoned her over.

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, murmuring, "Pretentious."

Her voice was small, but still reached Si Mo’s ears.

Seeing the long-missed figure appear and walk up to him, Si Mo’s eyes, usually cold and distant before others like ice, thawed, filled only with gentle affection.

"My true form is not in Linchuan, this is just a fragment of my Divine Sense left behind. After talking to you, it will disperse," Si Mo explained kindly.

Mu Qingge looked at Si Mo’s illusion in surprise, not expecting that when she reached him, he wasn’t really there!

"The place I went is far, far from Linchuan. The time for a Divine Sense is limited, how could I waste it on irrelevant people?" Si Mo further explained.

This time, Mu Qingge understood. No wonder he started off by sending everyone away, he really was pressed for time!

Mu Qingge took a few steps forward, carefully examining the Divine Sense Si Mo had left. Though vivid and lifelike, it lacked the solid feel of a real person.

"Little Ge’er, come up here, let me take a good look at you." Si Mo beckoned to her again.

In his words, a strong sense of longing was evident.

Mu Qingge’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she still maintained a cold expression and said, "What’s there to see? I haven’t even congratulated you on a beauty volunteering herself to you."

"What beauty?" Si Mo’s Divine Sense was puzzled. He seriously looked at Mu Qingge, saying, "In my heart, no one compares to you."

Mu Qingge’s lips curled slightly at these words, the cold expression fading somewhat from her face.

She looked at Si Mo, coldly asking, "I have something to ask you."

"Ask away," Si Mo responded cheerfully.

Mu Qingge pressed her lips together, her expression momentarily conflicted before saying, "When I was on the Ghost Sea, and entered the illusion, was it you who intentionally distorted my vision?"

Si Mo looked at her, silent for a long time.

His eyes, like polished amber, shone brighter, as if under his gaze, everything was awakening.

"Answer me," Mu Qingge said in a firm tone.

"No," Si Mo replied decisively.

This answer stunned Mu Qingge. The insistence in her question showed an unusual level of concern.

"No," Si Mo firmly answered.

This response left Mu Qingge bewildered. If he had manipulated the illusion and she believed it, tricked by his scheme, there was no need for him to purposely alert her in the end.

While Mu Qingge was lost in thought, Si Mo’s voice interrupted again, "Qingge, be good and wait for me. Once I’m done, I’ll come back soon."

Mu Qingge looked up at Si Mo, realizing his image was becoming more blurred, less real.

"By the way, Huangfu Huan asked me if I could take him as my apprentice?" Mentioning the Huangfu family suddenly reminded Mu Qingge of her promise to ask this question to Si Mo.

"Does Little Ge’er want me to accept him?" Si Mo asked in return.

Mu Qingge just opened her mouth when she saw Si Mo’s figure turn to nothingness before her eyes.

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