Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 553

Chapter 553: Chapter 197: It’s Good to Have a Powerhouse at Your Back! (2 Updates)

"How have I offended you? You? I wouldn’t even look at you!"

A mocking cold shout descended from the sky.

It made everyone present suddenly look up.

This voice was about seventy to eighty percent familiar, yet twenty to thirty percent unfamiliar. The tone carried a wild and lazy air, but belonged to a woman.

However, upon hearing this voice, the Dragon Tooth Guards all got excited.

Is their young lord planning to reveal his true face?

Emma, they feel like they’re about to feast their eyes, what to do?

Zhao Nanxing had seen Mu Qingge in women’s clothing and heard her voice before, so after the initial unfamiliarity, he quickly reacted—it faintly surprised him, yet he stayed calm.

Silently swallowing an elixir to heal, he saw Feng Yufei looking confused and kindly handed her a calming pill.

Feng Yufei took it without understanding why Zhao Nanxing was giving her such an elixir for calming nerves at this time.

Jiang Li recognized the speaker upon hearing it.

In fact, ignoring the tone and sound, who else but Mu Qingge could say such words?

Her golden eyes carried a smile.

This scene fell into the eyes of Han Caicai beside her, whose narrow eyes flashed with brilliance, as if a certain suspicion in his heart was confirmed at this moment.

He abruptly looked up, eyes wide, staring at the slowly disappearing grotesque mouth in the sky.

’He is female! She is female! It’s true!’

At this moment, Han Caicai felt his heart pounding violently, roaring endlessly in his mind.

The rest, regarding the voice’s owner, had a sort of sense of ambiguity. Literarily, the speaker’s words were clearly directed at Lan Feiyue.

It should undoubtedly be Mu Qingge, this young lord of the Third-class Country, but the voice was unmistakably a woman’s, how could that be?

In an instant, injured or not, everyone focused their attention on the giant maw in the sky.

Even the Great Sacrificial Officer of the Imperial Family and the old patriarch of the Lan Family were no exception.

But the Lan Family patriarch did not notice the drastic changes in Lan Feiyue’s expression.

If the speaker is indeed Mu Qingge, then he... no, she...

Above the sky at the Imperial Palace Forbidden Area, the torn grotesque wound slowly healed and faded. The Trial Space, nearly collapsing, seemed to calm down after expelling a ’thing’ that should not have existed.

When the last trace of tear faded and disappeared, two figures appeared under everyone’s gaze!

One in red and one in white, tall and graceful, both extraordinarily beautiful, their presence together unbelievably harmonious.

Everyone was stunned, immediately recognizing the person in white.

Upon recognition, whether Royals, the Four Great Families, or people from the Myriad Beasts Sect, Refining Tower, or the Second-class Country, their expressions changed dramatically, they all knelt and humbly prostrated themselves, shouting: "Holy King Your Majesty—!"

Even the domineering Lan Family patriarch refrained his sharpness, pulling Lan Feiyue down together to kneel with the Great Sacrificial Officer of the Imperial Family.

Lan Family’s previous arrogance was built on a mistaken evaluation of Mu Qingge.

Especially the Lan Family patriarch, who did not believe the Holy King, always aloof and indifferent to the world’s affairs, would pay much attention to an insignificant figure.

To him, it was merely an opportunity for those with ulterior motives to try and cling to the Holy King.

The Lan Family’s actions were intended to handle rebels on behalf of the Holy King.

Even if the Holy King were to get angry, after the anger subsided, he would naturally remember the good done by the Lan Family. From then on, the Lan Family would rise smoothly, securing its position as the top family in Linchuan.

But now...

Suddenly, he realized he was wrong.

A terrifying conclusion spread from the bottom of his heart, sending a chill down the Lan Family patriarch’s spine.

Si Mo’s appearance was not unfamiliar to these forces.

Even if the Dragon Tooth Guards of Mu Qingge had never truly seen Si Mo, upon hearing other’s address, they were also stunned and knelt without further ado.

When these two figures appeared, two black shadows also appeared on each side, standing behind them as guards.

The newcomers were even more familiar, being the two Black Servant Lords who had accompanied the Holy King at the Li Palace for years.

"Master, everyone who should be here has come." Gu Ye behind Si Mo spoke softly.

As his words fell, a figure fell from nowhere, rolling into the Lan Family’s formation.

Everyone looked intently, and it turned out to be the Lan Family’s head.

"Father!" Lan Feiyue wanted to reach out to pull her father from his sorry state but was stopped by her great-grandfather, preventing her from acting on her own.

Si Mo glanced coolly at the pallid-faced Lan Family head, snorted lightly, "Hmm."

At this point, only one person on the ground remained unbowed.

That was Han Caicai.

Si Mo noticed this Young Master from the Wanxiang Building, who was looking not at him but at the exquisite beauty beside him. A subtle displeasure from someone carefully protecting their treasure being scrutinized made Si Mo’s expression colder. His amber eyes narrowed slightly, and Han Caicai standing on the ground felt his shoulders sink, the ground beneath him even crumbling slightly.

Beside him, Jiang Li saw his legs trembling, lifting her eyes to look at him. She saw his pale face, cold sweat streaming as he pursed his lips, enduring.

It seemed he was unwilling to kneel before this recognized number one in Linchuan in front of Mu Qingge.

Han Caicai was enduring with great difficulty, his Spiritual Power seemingly confined, unable to circulate, relying only on his tenacity to persevere.

This change shifted his gaze from beside Mu Qingge to Si Mo. His narrow eyes conveyed persistence and defiance, as if challenging Si Mo.

Mu Qingge had truly stunned him, even though he had imagined how she would look in women’s clothing.

However, when witnessing it firsthand, he still felt a soul-shaking sensation.

Mu Qingge was such a woman, irrelevant of beauty or otherwise, he was unwilling to easily give up, even knowing his opponent was formidable!

Han Caicai gritted his teeth, his eyes sharply looking over at Si Mo.

Si Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth faintly curving upwards, exerting even more pressure on Han Caicai’s shoulders.

Finally, Han Caicai’s knee joint issued a crisp ’crack’ sound, his body tilted, and he knelt on one knee.

Even if his eyes were filled with unwillingness and defiance, he still knelt.

At the moment he knelt, he seemed to see Si Mo’s triumphant smile.

The movements of the man beside her were something Mu Qingge could hardly ignore. Moreover, Si Mo hadn’t intended to hide it from her.

Feeling Mu Qingge’s gaze, he calmly answered softly: "With this appearance, it won’t be abrupt."

Mu Qingge twitched her mouth at his reply.

Everyone was kneeling on the ground, thousands crowded together, and Han Caicai’s kneeling made the lone discord suddenly coordinated.

This hidden contest, while long in description, actually happened only in an instant.

Han Caicai’s experience was discerned by no one except Jiang Li beside him. Even those who saw mostly just assumed the Young Master had knelt a beat too late.

The long-awaited Holy King Your Majesty, they finally saw in person.

But—

Who was the stunningly beautiful woman beside him, dimming the brilliance of heaven and earth?

That bewitching red attire, why did it feel so familiar?

And where was Mu Qingge, this young lord?

Many attempted to find clues from the extraordinarily beautiful face, but when their gaze meticulously traced the woman’s flawless features, the result was a shock that scattered their souls!

A cascade of ink-like black hair tumbling down, brows like distant mountains balanced perfectly, eyes that captivated and enthralled, a delicate nose, cheeks slightly flushed, lips as red as cherries, an oval face as lustrous as jade, complexion as bright as snow, figure graceful and slender, elegance beyond compare.

In the fleeting moment of a glance, there was an innate wild and arrogant air that was yet not off-putting. The heroic spirit between her brows softened her feminine delicacy, instead adding a touch of brisk elegance that dared not be underestimated.

Standing beside the Holy King Your Majesty, there wasn’t the slightest sense of being overshadowed, the breath between them blended in a way that felt intertwined and rising together.

The blazing red attire was a style everyone remembered. Yet the numerous damages upon it seemed to silently recount the harrowing battle its owner had just experienced.

With ink-black hair and a crimson dress, she possessed a beauty unparalleled, a beauty that was shockingly captivating, too dazzling to be gazed upon directly.

That face, that face... Slowly, in countless minds, it melded with Mu Qingge’s face, which was equally extraordinarily beautiful yet devoid of any softness.

The two combined, and the answer was self-evident!

’How can this be!’

’Oh my! Has the sky fallen?’

’Am I seeing things, or am I dreaming?’

After the shock of her beauty, everyone felt like they had been struck by lightning on a sunny day and pierced by thousands of arrows.

Huangfu Huan stood frozen, somewhat at a loss.

Huangfu Haotian’s eyes narrowed, as if he had glimpsed the true reason the Holy King protected Mu Qingge so fervently.

Feng Yufei was somewhat dazed, seemingly unable to believe his own eyes.

Shen Bicheng leaned weakly against his father, holding his breath at the sight of Mu Qingge dressed as a woman, his eyes glowing intensely. Yet, his intensity wasn’t admiration, but a powerful resolve to defeat her.

Had he lost to a woman? This would fuel his motivation for a long time to come.

"Heavens! Mu Little Lord is actually a woman?"

"Oh dear heavens, if a woman is so formidable, how are we men supposed to live? Begging for salvation!"

"Boohoohoo..."

"Why are you crying?"

"Mu Little Lord is a woman, yet she lives more splendidly than we big men. I really lived in vain!"

A woman! A woman! Mu Qingge is a woman!

When this news spreads, the entire Linchuan might as well quake. Her name, Mu Qingge, has spread far beyond just third-class countries now.

In contrast to the shock of the crowd, the Dragon Tooth Guards felt proud.

The more astonished the world was by Mu Qingge, the prouder they felt. Of course, if anyone dared to disrespect Mu Qingge, they would be treated like a mortal enemy.

This shared honor and disgrace had long since seeped into their bones.

It had been well demonstrated in the prior battle.

"How could she be a woman? Mother, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it!" Hua Qinxin’s heart shattered into pieces, and she rushed into her mother’s arms, crying.

Was she the only one?

When Mu Qingge was disguised as a man, she had unknowingly stirred the hearts of countless women. Now that the truth was laid bare, it was so cruel, akin to heartbreak and shattered dreams.

Oh, they too wanted to cry, didn’t they?

"How could she possibly be a woman!" Taishi Gao looked at Mu Qingge in shock, regretful glances in his frivolous eyes.

If he had known Mu Qingge was a woman, why would he have been so aggressive in pressing her? With some effort, he could have had the beauty in his arms, and wouldn’t all she had be his?

"A woman! No, how could it be? Totally impossible! I am the first beauty of Tiandu, I am the first beauty of Linchuan!" Lan Feiyue was overwhelmed by Mu Qingge’s stunning female garb, jealousy like a madness erupted within her. She was hateful, unwilling, mad with jealousy!

Those amazed gazes should belong to her!

Not to Mu Qingge, this androgynous being!

Her already flawed face appeared even more sinister and terrifying.

Upon hearing her mad words, many looked at her and then took one more glance at Mu Qingge, reluctantly retracting their gaze, silently saying in their hearts—

’Well, indeed the title of Tiandu’s first beauty, Linchuan’s first beauty ought to change.’

In front of Mu Qingge, they realized that even if Lan Feiyue’s looks were intact, she’d appear like a dull pearl compared to her.

What does it mean for stars to compete with a bright moon?

They truly understood it now.

On the scene, if they had to pick a woman to compare with Mu Little Lord, it could only be the Empress Jiang of the Ancient Witch Country.

However, Empress Jiang’s beauty carried a certain exotic allure, though captivating, it still fit within the framework of femininity. Unlike Mu Little Lord, who was so versatile, both masculine and feminine, both offensive and defensive!

As a man, he made all other men seem dull.

As a woman, she absorbed all the brilliance of other women as the scorching sun does the cold moon.

No wonder the Holy King didn’t fancy Lan Feiyue from the Lan Family. With such a gem as Mu Little Lord before him, what other woman could catch His Majesty’s eye?

Suddenly, everyone felt a wave of gossip in their hearts, all speculating about the relationship between Mu Qingge and Si Mo.

Did the Holy King favor Mu Little Lord for her talent, or... perhaps her allure?

Ah, the nature of men.

It was understood, understood.

They expressed deep understanding for the feelings of His Majesty, this eternal bachelor.

After giving the crowd a moment to digest, Si Mo took Mu Qingge’s hand and descended gracefully with her.

This action prompted many to narrow their eyes.

As if this gesture conveyed a crucial message, everyone who understood knew that from now on, Mu Qingge would be someone no one dared to provoke across the entire Linchuan Continent!

Even if she exterminated your whole family, if you didn’t want to die and end your family’s line, you could only endure it silently, even applaud her!

Under the powerful punch, all reasoning appeared feeble.

Besides, standing next to Mu Qingge was the strongest fist. If he got angry, Linchuan would likely be reduced to rubble!

Where the sky met the ground, it seemed an invisible step was provided for the two to descend hand in hand.

When they both set foot on the ground, those kneeling in the crowd unknowingly retreated, leaving an open space, refusing to approach or desecrate.

The head of the Jing Family silently rejoiced in his heart, grateful his son wasn’t a hot-headed fool! After curbing his arrogance, he finally understood what it meant to endure.

Jing Tian had already recounted his two encounters with Mu Qingge in the Trial Space to him in detail.

In his view, Jing Tian handled it well.

Now, seeing the Holy King’s attitude toward Mu Qingge in person, he felt Jing Tian’s actions were incredibly wise! This way, the Jing Family could avoid an unwarranted disaster!

Others slowly retreated, but people from the Lan Family, Myriad Beasts Sect, and Refining Tower dared not move.

Because two terrifying auras were fixating on each of them.

If they weren’t mistaken, the owners of these terrifying auras came from the Black Servant Lord behind the Holy King.

Si Mo’s gesture of holding Mu Qingge’s hand seemed to provoke Lan Feiyue. She actually shouted hysterically, "It’s you! It’s you, this vixen, seducing the Holy King! The Holy King is mine, mine!"

This statement caused everyone from the Lan Family to turn pale collectively.

Even the Lan Family ancestor wished he could slap Lan Feiyue to death for her inadequacies and failures.

One could say, the more hope the Lan Family once placed on her, the more disappointment they felt now!

Moreover, a layer of frost had already covered Si Mo’s face.

This madwoman dared to insult his Little Ge’er like this right in front of him!

Si Mo’s eyes turned sharp, and Lan Feiyue’s clothing exploded, revealing her white and delicate skin.

"Ah——!" Lan Feiyue shrieked, frantically trying to cover herself, yet unable to obscure anything.

She thus exposed her never-before-seen body to all, in the cruelest and most terrifying manner possible for a woman.

The women of the Hua Family were so frightened that they turned pale, retreating continuously, tightly clutching their collars, fearing the same fate as Lan Feiyue.

People from the Lan Family dared not offer Lan Feiyue a covering, fearing that any movement might provoke Si Mo, with themselves paying the cost.

Even the Lan Family ancestor clenched his teeth and closed his eyes.

The head of the Lan Family sank to the ground like a puddle of soft mud, eyes vacant.

"Clothes! Give me clothes!" Lan Feiyue screamed, her savage expression growing more frantic.

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