Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 540

Chapter 540: Chapter 184: Crushing All Invading Enemies!

Outside Tiandu, surrounded by mountains.

In a circular valley, high walls of earth were erected layer by layer with spiritual power by powerful masters, and named ’The Cage’.

At the peaks of the surrounding mountains, connected by corridors where tables and chairs are placed, obviously meant for those who do not participate in battles to watch the matches.

This is the venue for the second round of the Linchuan Conference.

Inside the cylindrical high walls is the arena for personal duels. There are a total of five such cylindrical high walls in the valley, meaning five matches can be conducted simultaneously.

The rules for the second round are simple; each country sends six representatives for duels at will. The winners earn two points for their country, while the losers deduct two points from their original score.

The duration remains seven days, and within these days, there is no limit on the number of matches. As long as you think you can fight, you can go up. As long as there are no fatalities, there are basically no rules.

The high walls erected with spiritual power can withstand the strongest attacks from the Purple Realm, ensuring that matches go undisturbed.

As disciples from the four great families are included in the second round, if participants from other countries meet and defeat them, they earn three points; if they lose, no points are deducted.

Ultimately, the additional point awards for this round will be given based on the total score rankings.

The ’spectators’ sitting in the mountain corridors can take in the entirety of the five arenas in the valley, absorbing the full scene into their eyes.

Mu Qingge sat cross-legged in a corner of the valley, with a Dragon Teeth guard seated next to her. Zhao Nanxing and Feng Yufei, along with their people, also sat nearby her.

From the nearby high walls, sounds of weapons clashing occasionally echoed, though unseen, the intensity of the battles could be guessed by the sounds.

Suddenly, a Mystic Iron Gate at the base of one of the high walls opened, and a familiar face to Mu Qingge walked out.

Behind him, an elite of Rong Country was carried out, now lying on a stretcher, barely alive. He walked towards Mu Qingge with a stern expression, while from another corner, several Rong Country elites, with hateful looks, hurriedly moved to aid their companion, seizing the time for treatment.

"Little Lord, mission accomplished without disgrace." He walked over to Mu Qingge and clasped his fists in salute.

Mu Qingge gave an almost imperceptible nod, her gaze sweeping to the empty space beside her, "Rest now."

Without any hesitation, the victorious Dragon Teeth guard immediately moved to the other side of Mu Qingge, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to meditate.

After he rested, the other Dragon Teeth guard who was initially sitting beside Mu Qingge stood up immediately, bowed his head slightly to Mu Qingge, then turned and walked into the opened Mystic Iron Gate.

Mu Qingge watched him enter without any worry.

Over at Rong Country’s side, when they saw Mu Qingge’s man enter again, some impulsive individuals wanted to enter ’The Cage’ to avenge their companion, but were held back by others to prevent reckless actions.

While they hesitated, someone from Di Country had already stepped into ’The Cage’, the tightly closed Mystic Iron Gate slowly shutting, blocking the outside view, only those seated high in the mountain corridor could catch a glimpse of what was happening.

Huangfu Huan walked to Jiang Li’s side, seeing her idle and eating fruit.

His gentle eyes carried a bit of a smile as he asked, "Why isn’t Empress Jiang accompanying Little Lord Mu today?"

Jiang Li glanced up at him, took a bite of fruit, and with a muffled voice said, "She’s competing, what do I need to do there?"

"I thought Empress Jiang would be concerned about Little Lord Mu’s match results." Huangfu Huan sat on the chair next to Jiang Li, casually chatting with her.

Jiang Li sneered disdainfully, "If she loses to these people below, I would really look down on her!"

"Empress Jiang truly has great confidence in Little Lord Mu." Huangfu Huan smiled.

"Of course!" Jiang Li’s golden pupils glowed brightly, reflecting her trust in Mu Qingge.

...

In the valley, Zhao Nanxing stood up and walked over to Mu Qingge, casually sitting in the vacant seat next to her.

"With the skills of the Dragon Teeth Guards, you actually don’t need to participate in the second round." Zhao Nanxing looked at Mu Qingge and said.

Mu Qingge nodded: "Originally, I didn’t plan to participate, but someone issued a challenge letter, how could I not come and honor their intentions?"

"Challenge letter?" Zhao Nanxing’s voice carried a hint of surprise.

"Hmm. Shen Bicheng from the Shen Family, one of the four major families," Mu Qingge said casually.

Shen Bicheng!

"That guy who’s nicknamed the Shen Madman?" Zhao Nanxing’s eyes narrowed, his voice suddenly raised.

"That’s him." Mu Qingge’s tone was indifferent, even her gaze was clear and calm.

Zhao Nanxing frowned and said, "Didn’t he have a draw with you in the Imperial Palace? Why is he still pestering you?"

Mu Qingge smiled slightly, "He felt that match wasn’t satisfying." It was true; she thought the same. The fight took place in the Imperial Palace of the Holy Yuan Empire, with Emperor Yuan and others watching, and neither had truly let loose.

"Just because he feels it wasn’t satisfying, you have to cater to him? He really is a madman! A brute!" Zhao Nanxing’s face darkened as he spoke.

Mu Qingge was their biggest trump card in coming to the Holy Yuan Empire, and rationally, he didn’t want Mu Qingge to reveal her true abilities too soon.

Moreover, he had heard Mu Qingge’s description of Shen Bicheng, who was simply a Martial Fool.

Mu Qingge was, after all, a daughter. If she suffered any injuries during the competition, how could he explain it to his master, senior brothers, and Zisu upon returning?

"No way! Since the two of you are evenly matched, there’s no point in continuing to fight. You’d better not go," Zhao Nanxing suggested.

Mu Qingge straightened her back, her smile carrying a hint of anticipation, "It’s precisely because we are evenly matched that there’s a thrilling feeling."

Her eyes glittered with bright sparks, looking forward to a fierce battle to hone her combat skills and practical experience.

"It seems you’ve already decided," Zhao Nanxing said helplessly.

Mu Qingge nodded slightly.

Zhao Nanxing shook his head and said, "I can’t convince you, so I can only let you go. In any case, take care of yourself and don’t push too hard. Also, you’re a Spirit Level Alchemist; if anything happens, remember to take the elixir, don’t worry about fairness. Shen Bicheng challenging you was already unfair."

Hearing the resentment in Zhao Nanxing’s tone, Mu Qingge couldn’t help but smile.

Of course, she understood what Zhao Nanxing meant by ’unfair’ at the end. Ever since Zhao had learned her true gender, he no longer treated her as a man. So to him, the gentlemanly Zhao Nanxing, Shen Bicheng, a man in his twenties, challenging a young lady of eighteen or nineteen was already unfair, so why not be polite to him?

Mu Qingge didn’t outright refute Zhao Nanxing’s good intentions.

Yet, in her heart, she didn’t feel that the duel with Shen Bicheng was unfair.

"Eh?" Zhao Nanxing glanced around, frowning in dissatisfaction, "That Shen Madman, since he issued the challenge, why isn’t he here now?"

"It’s no big deal." Mu Qingge nonchalantly flicked the fabric draped over her knees, stood up from the ground, hands clasped behind her back. "Whenever he decides to come, he will. And since I’ve taken the spot, I naturally have to earn points for our Qin Country, let’s treat it as a warm-up before the match." With that, she strode towards a newly opened Mystic Iron Gate.

Watching her back, Zhao Nanxing felt a mix of emotions.

This was Mu Qingge, free-spirited and charismatic. Even knowing she was a daughter, Zhao Nanxing still found it hard to believe there could be such a woman in the world whose radiant brilliance eclipses many fine men, shining like the dazzling sun.

Zhao Nanxing involuntarily raised his head, gazing through the valley at the blazing sun in the sky. That piercing brightness, which was impossible to look directly at, yet easily engendered a sense of trust and reliance, was akin to the feeling Mu Qingge gave.

The Mystic Iron Gate closed slowly, enclosing that captivating red hue within the ’cage’.

As Mu Qingge stepped inside, the spectators on the mountain corridor grew intrigued. Jiang Li’s eyes also brightened, her enchanting and charming eyes smiling like crescent moons.

She crossed her legs, swaying her small foot the size of a palm, and sighed, "It’s been boring for so long, finally something worth watching."

Huangfu Huan puzzledly said, "Worth watching? I don’t think anyone here is a match for Lord Mu." He had witnessed the fierce battle between Mu Qingge and Shen Bicheng firsthand.

Therefore, he was certain that in Tiandu, or among the peers attending the Linchuan Conference this time, apart from Shen Bicheng, others were just cannon fodder.

"Who said we’re watching a duel?" Jiang Li scoffed at him with a mocking look in her eyes.

Huangfu Huan froze, seemingly unable to understand Jiang Li’s point.

Jiang Li then added, "Watching Mu Qingge overpower people is also a kind of enjoyment!"

"..." Jiang Li’s frank words left Huangfu Huan stunned, without words to reply.

...

In the ’cage’ where Mu Qingge stood, opposite her was a samurai from Yu Country. His strength was at the Green Realm Peak, making him a standout among the younger generation by the standards of a second-class country.

He stood opposite Mu Qingge, and when Mu Qingge walked in leisurely, his expression changed.

It seemed he didn’t expect his opponent to be Mu Qingge.

Upon first arriving in Tiandu, at the welcome banquet set by Emperor Yuan, he attended as a servant accompanying the envoys. Although at the entire banquet, everyone’s attention was drawn to Mu Qingge, leaving him no opportunity to make an appearance.

However, he personally witnessed the scene where Mu Qingge knocked the young sect master of the Myriad Beasts Sect flying with a single punch.

His combat prowess was not even on par with Taishi Gao. Now facing Mu Qingge, was there any need to think about the outcome?

As Mu Qingge gradually approached, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. The blood in his body plummeted to freezing point, and even the once abundant spiritual power seemed to slow down, unable to circulate through his meridians.

Beads of sweat, as large as beans, dripped from his temples, soaking his collar.

When Mu Qingge stood still, his legs suddenly went weak, and he fell directly to the ground, trembling like a sieve.

Mu Qingge furrowed her brows. She hadn’t released a hint of aura, nor did she make a move, so why did her opponent collapse?

"Are you alright?" Mu Qingge asked with genuine concern.

However, this scared the Green Realm Peak samurai from Yu Country into a frenzy, crawling and rolling towards the tightly closed Mystic Iron Gate, crying out, "I lost! I lost!"

His tone was filled with fear, unable to shake the image of Mu Qingge making Taishi Gao continuously vomit blood from his mind.

He wasn’t Taishi Gao. If seriously injured, no one would sacrifice top-quality elixirs for his treatment. He didn’t want to die, not for a match that would ruin his future.

Having seemingly found his reason to flee from the battlefield, he suddenly flung open the Mystic Iron Gate and rushed out.

Mu Qingge watched his embarrassed retreat with a perplexed expression, unable to understand what she did or how terrifying she appeared.

And just like that, she won a round? Even Mu Qingge herself found it hard to believe.

This way of winning was a bit too simple!

She sheepishly lowered her head and raised her hand to rub her nose bridge.

"That’s it then!" Jiang Li punched the armrest, gritting her teeth and saying.

Huangfu Huan turned his eyes in surprise, his gaze moving from her clenched fist to her matchless stunning profile, "Why does it sound like Jiang Empress wasn’t hoping for Little Lord Mu to win?"

"What do you know! He conceded without even fighting; Yu Country’s people are too cowardly! I was looking forward to watching our dear Little Lord Mu teach them a lesson!" Jiang Li said hatefully.

Huangfu Huan’s mouth twitched sharply.

For the first time, he felt his ’long-sleeved and adept’ skills couldn’t grasp the mindset of Jiang Empress.

Meanwhile, as Mu Qingge felt the loneliness of a master, another person finally walked in through the Mystic Iron Gate. Mu Qingge looked up to see markings from Di Country on the newcomer.

It seemed this was a samurai from Di Country.

Compared to the samurai from Yu Country who fled without a fight, this one was more steely and courageous. He strode with big steps opposite Mu Qingge, his expression extremely earnest.

He clasped his fist towards Mu Qingge and said, "Little Lord Mu, I know I’m not your match, but I still want to give it a try. Please give me your guidance!"

His fearless attitude was much appreciated by Mu Qingge.

This was the attitude soldiers should possess, even when faced with challenging tasks, having the determination to overcome all difficulties!

’Di Country truly is a nation where everyone is a soldier!’ The person before her deserved enough respect, even though he seemed insignificant in her eyes.

"Please!" Mu Qingge straightened her spine, extending an invitation towards him.

The Di Country samurai’s eyes sharpened, his fist clenched, and a layer of azure light emerged from it.

"Wind Shadow Fist——!" he shouted loudly, initiating an attack towards Mu Qingge.

Green Realm Middle Rank!

A ghostly light flashed in Mu Qingge’s eyes, easily discerning her opponent’s strength. Green Realm Middle Rank, which was two small realms below the previous samurai from Yu Country.

However, this momentum akin to breaking bamboo greatly surpassed the former.

Mu Qingge was certain, if these two were to face off, the losing party would still be the samurai from Yu Country. Because he lacked a heart determined to become strong.

Mu Qingge stood her ground, not evading.

The wind stirred by the fist lifted her hair, making it sway in the air.

The enormous fist shadow fell from the Di Country samurai. To outsiders, only a piece of azure-like wind was seen rushing in. But in Mu Qingge’s eyes, countless fist shadows attacked her vitals from all directions, seemingly unavoidable.

"This Wind Shadow Fist is a combat skill nearly every soldier must cultivate in the Di Country army. Although it’s only a Mystic-level Combat Skill, its power is fierce. With thousands of fist shadows sealing retreat paths, it forces the opponent to confront head-on. However, facing head-on means enduring countless punches. It seems this Di Country contestant also knows his spiritual power doesn’t match Little Lord Mu, so he used his most familiar and reliable move right away." On the corridor, Emperor Yuan Huangfu Haotian nodded appreciatively.

At the same time, he harbored a touch of anticipation in his eyes, eager to see what kind of move Mu Qingge would use to counter.

"Interesting." The old man from the Medicine Tower squinted his eyes, revealing a smile of indeterminate meaning.

They couldn’t tell to whom these words referred.

Mu Qingge stood her ground like a reef wrapped in great waves, unyieldingly stable. The thousands of fist powers converged in her clear eyes, finally becoming a massive fist heading straight for her face.

Mu Qingge suddenly moved, raising her right hand and with an exceedingly slow trajectory, visible to anyone, extending towards that massive fist.

"To actually face head-on? Such an approach magnifies the pressure a thousandfold! Without great self-confidence, no one would resort to this counterattack strategy!" A flash of astonishment flickered in Huangfu Haotian’s eyes.

Mu Qingge’s fist appeared smaller and seemingly more fragile compared to the Di Country samurai’s.

Yet, it contained immense power.

As the fists neared, the Di Country samurai’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Boom——!

The sound of a violent clash erupted within the ’cage’.

The enormous azure fist collided with Mu Qingge’s small fair fist, stirring up gigantic spiritual waves, repeatedly crashing into the high walls surrounding us.

Witnessing this scene, a ghostly light shone in Jiang Li’s eyes as she suddenly spoke to Huangfu Huan beside her, "I finally understand why these walls are built in a cylindrical shape. This shape best dissipates force. If it were a regular square shape, this strike would have already shattered the walls." Jiang Li said.

"Good eye, Empress Jiang." Huangfu Huan praised sincerely.

Jiang Li curled the corner of her mouth; she was most averse to this kind of pretend compliment. If Huangfu Huan wasn’t considered a decent person, she wouldn’t have bothered to deal with him.

Within the cage, the wave of energy raised dust from the ground, obstructing the view of those in the arcade corridor.

When the dust settled, the samurai from Di Country, standing with his hands lowered beside his legs, couldn’t be judged for the result of the battle.

"I lost." The Di Country samurai tightly pursed his lips before finally uttering the words.

Mu Qingge looked at him and said, "You’re pretty good."

These words relieved the Expression on the Di Country samurai’s face.

He lifted his head high and walked toward the Mystic Iron Gate with large steps, never looking at Mu Qingge again, and quietly said, "Thank you, Little Lord Mu, for showing mercy."

With that, he left quickly without glancing back.

As the wind from the gate blew a layer of dust into the cage from above, it lingered in the air, then fell helplessly to the ground.

During his fight with Mu Qingge, the power of her punch was something he simply could not withstand.

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