Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 565

Chapter 565: Chapter 1: The Bitter Sea Knows No Bounds, No Shore in Turning Back!

Bitter Sea, the extreme southern land of Linchuan.

It is said to be a passage leading to another dimension.

However, true masters from Linchuan who have walked out from here are few and far between. Those who can truly reach the Middle Ancient Realm and send back a message are even rarer.

Bitter Sea, adjacent to Linchuan, is like another world.

The waters of the Bitter Sea are dark green, like bitter bile. Perhaps this is the origin of the name Bitter Sea!

The dark green sea waters and the ancient floating ice exude a sense of eeriness everywhere.

It is said that a mysterious Yao tribe inhabits here.

They differ from Spirit Beasts, retaining some human characteristics while also maintaining beast-like appearances.

In those forgotten records, it was mentioned that their ancestors were a new race derived from the union of powerful humans and powerful Spirit Beasts a long, long time ago.

Gradually, humans came to call them ’demons’.

The Yao tribe is mysterious and their whereabouts hard to track. They only ever appear in the Bitter Sea, so the humans of Linchuan know very little about this tribe, with many people not even aware of its existence.

A gigantic ship, like a moving island, slowly sails into this serene sea area.

The ship’s hull slices through the dark green waters, moving forward and occasionally weaving between the floating ice. Bitter Sea is very cold. Cold enough that even wrapped in a coat, one can feel the biting chill.

Surviving in such extreme temperatures is a severe test for humans.

On the vast deck as wide as land itself, smooth and clean, a pair of dark-colored boots appeared on the deck, paused for a while, and then walked toward the red figure standing at the bow, facing the wind.

Coming up behind the figure, he stopped and respectfully called out in a low voice, "Little Lord."

"Mmm." The red robe, wrapped in soft armor, with the collar of fur bright black, made the face appear even more beautiful and flawless.

"Mo Yang, we are about to start a new journey." Mu Qingge gazed into the depths of the Bitter Sea, speaking with a slight curl at the corner of her lips, always giving off a sense of wildness.

Mo Yang followed Mu Qingge’s words and turned his gaze outside the ship.

Outside the ship, that dark green ocean seemed like another unfamiliar world, waiting for them to explore.

Mu Qingge raised the hand resting behind her back, opened her palm, and the purple earring that could disguise her gender lay quietly in her palm.

Her clear gaze fell upon the purple earring, and her bright red lips revealed a wild smile.

Withdrawing her gaze, she put the earring back on her left ear.

In an instant, the stunning beauty transformed into a handsome and wild gentleman before Mo Yang’s eyes.

...

On the rocks near the sea of the Ancient Witch Country, four people stood on the rocks, gazing at the Bitter Sea beyond the near sea. The dark green water was beyond their sight; they could only see a shimmer on the horizon.

"She still left, couldn’t wait for us." Zhu Ling laughed self-deprecatingly, with an indescribable sadness in her eyes.

Shang Zisu pursed her lips and said softly, "She has her own affairs and can’t stop to wait for us."

Standing beside the two women were Zhao Nanxing and Mei Zizhong.

They also had reluctance and loss in their eyes!

At the Medicine Tower Branch, they worked together and ventured into Mimeng Forest. They had promised to leave Linchuan together and roam the world someday.

For this dream, they all worked hard.

Unfortunately, no matter how they chased, they couldn’t catch up with Mu Qingge’s pace. They were fast, but Mu Qingge was faster!

When they were still striving towards the finish line, Mu Qingge had already reached it. Too many duties forced her to keep moving forward without being able to wait for them!

"We won’t let her wait long!" Mei Zizhong said determinedly.

Even though he had heard of the unprecedented courtship. Even though he knew Mu Qingge had someone she loved. Yet he still wished to protect Mu Qingge with his original intention.

Zhao Nanxing smiled bitterly at him, "Senior brother, you have already entered the Purple Realm; naturally, won’t let Qingge wait too long. But the three of us, yet..."

He didn’t finish his words, just shook his head helplessly.

He practiced diligently, and now he was only at a good Blue Realm cultivation. Since that incident, Shang Zisu had been practicing almost non-stop, but was only at high Blue Realm.

Not to mention Zhu Ling, who originally had the lowest cultivation among them.

Even though she now had better cultivation resources at the Medicine Tower Headquarters, she was still only at the peak of the Green Realm.

To cultivate to Purple Realm, or even break through it, who knows how many years it will take?

When they finally meet the requirements to leave Linchuan, and go to the Middle Ancient Realm to find Mu Qingge, who knows how far she will have gone?

His words brought loss to Zhu Ling and Shang Zisu’s hearts.

But Mei Zizhong looked at him with serene eyes, bringing a calming peace. "Junior brother Zhao, I always thought such discouraging words wouldn’t come from you."

Zhao Nanxing tugged his lips slightly, pursing them silently.

It’s not that he’s overly pessimistic, but the reality is just too overwhelming!

Mu Qingge’s monstrous cultivation speed, could they, ordinary people, hope to compare?

"Actually, finding her quickly isn’t really difficult." Suddenly a voice came from behind them.

The four turned around, seeing Jiang Li lazily walking towards the shore.

Her words made them forget to be amazed by the beauty of the Ancient Witch Empress.

Looking at her, Mei Zizhong asked, "Empress, what do you mean?"

Jiang Li smiled wickedly, saying to them, "You all wish to go to the Middle Ancient Realm to find Mu Qingge?"

Without hesitation, they all nodded in agreement.

This was their promise; how could they break it?

Her golden gaze sweeping across their faces, Jiang Li chuckled, "I do have a way, though I wonder if you dare."

"What way?"

All four spoke almost simultaneously.

The excitement in their voices made Jiang Li glance at them.

Looking at the four, their expressions were remarkably consistent, without any falseness. She couldn’t help a sigh in her heart: ’Mu Qingge, Mu Qingge! You have indeed left, but you left behind so many people who deeply care for you.’

"In the Ancient Witch Country, there is a Secret Realm. Once cultivators enter, they cannot come out. The only way out is to conquer it. It’s said that inside it’s a life-and-death situation, fraught with danger. Every entry sees a very low survival rate. But if you manage to come out alive, your strength will increase exponentially." Jiang Li said as she watched their expressions change.

Listening to Jiang Li’s words, their expressions grew more solemn, yet did not show signs of retreat.

Jiang Li was very satisfied with this and continued, "Your talents are quite good, better than average, picked from thousands. If you have the courage to try, perhaps once you emerge, you’ll meet the standards to leave Linchuan."

"Can we really?" Zhao Nanxing asked. "After all, it’s the Ancient Witch Country’s Secret Realm." Such a secretive place, not even natives can freely enter; how could foreign individuals like them?

His worries were dispelled by Jiang Li’s confident smile. "Why not? I am the Empress, if I say you can, then you can!"

The bold declaration stunned them.

What is willfulness? This is willfulness!

"I’ve given you the opportunity; whether you dare is up to you." Jiang Li said, then turned and walked away.

"I’ll give you three days to decide. After three days, if you decide to go, come to the Imperial Palace to find me." Jiang Li’s voice came from afar.

Watching her fade into the distance, the four remaining people exchanged glances.

After a while, Zhao Nanxing said to the others, "Do we need three days to think?"

"No, I’ve already decided." Zhu Ling smiled softly.

Mei Zizhong withdrew his gaze and looked at them, "There are three days, let’s each prepare."

With that, he turned and left.

Since the Ancient Witch Country’s Empress mentioned inside is life-and-death, their aim is to strengthen, not to seek death. In these three days, they naturally need to prepare many life-saving measures.

As alchemists, in three days, refining some life-saving elixirs for crucial moments shouldn’t be difficult.

...

The enormous ship, like a moving island, sailed through the Bitter Sea.

They had just left the coastal waters of the Ancient Witch Country two days ago, so now they were still on the edges of the Bitter Sea.

Endless ocean, the shore nowhere in sight, even they were confused about the direction. Prior prepared navigation instruments failed utterly upon reaching the Bitter Sea.

Five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards, Mo Yang, You He, and Hua Yue all stood neatly on the deck.

In front of them stood Mu Qingge.

Before her was the helm of the great ship.

On the circular helm was a circular depression.

It seems to have been intentionally left open.

Mu Qingge held a palm-sized disk, engraved with mysterious and complex totems and characters, giving it an aura of mystery.

This was given to her by Si Mo, who claimed it could enhance the ship’s defense, ensure the navigation remained unaltered, and smoothly transport Mu Qingge into the Middle Ancient Realm.

Si Mo could use his great magical power to directly send Mu Qingge and the Dragon Tooth Guards into the Middle Ancient Realm.

But he didn’t do so, and Mu Qingge didn’t request it.

Because they both knew that crossing the Bitter Sea was a trial. The growth of Mu Qingge and the Dragon Tooth Guards required trials!

So, he could provide some assurance, but he couldn’t help her pass through!

After examining the disk in her hand, Mu Qingge placed it into the depression on the helm.

The depression left out was slightly larger than the disk.

However, when the disk fell into it, it emitted a light, and the depression area changed, automatically adjusting in size to fit the depression.

The flash of light passed, leaving the disk perfectly fitted into the depression without a trace of a gap.

It seemed as if the disk was a natural ornament of the helm.

With the placement of the disk, the mysterious totem on its surface began to transform.

Mu Qingge gazed at the transformation on the disk’s totem, faintly surprised.

The totems, lines, and characters carved on the disk rapidly rotated, gradually enlarged, emitting golden light that extended from the disk, falling toward the surroundings.

They scattered around the ship, as if forming an invisible protective shield, guarding the ship as it sailed through the Bitter Sea, unharmed by external forces.

The golden light disappeared instantly.

As it vanished, the shock in everyone’s eyes had not yet faded.

At this moment, the helm began to undergo changes again.

The ship’s rudder, originally motionless, began to rotate automatically.

It swayed left and right, adjusting the ship’s direction, automatically avoiding floating icebergs and underwater reefs. It was as if an invisible old captain stood behind the helm, expertly steering the ship.

The route to the Middle Ancient Realm seemed as though it had sailed it all its life, well-acquainted.

"Things from His Majesty the Holy King are indeed treasures!" You He commented with a smile.

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, feeling slightly proud.

Hua Yue laughed, "Hehe, still calling him His Majesty the Holy King? Shouldn’t we start calling him husband?" She finished, sneaking a glance at Mu Qingge.

It seemed she wanted to see a shy expression on her master’s face.

Unfortunately, she was doomed for disappointment.

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes swept over, and she smiled at her, "It seems inappropriate for you to call me Lord and him husband."

The two girls froze, looking bewildered.

The Dragon Tooth Guards perked their ears, secretly listening, fearing they’d call him wrongly in the future.

"Then how should we call him?" Hua Yue asked curiously.

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes twinkled with mischief, "You can call him wife! Hahaha—!"

Leaving behind a group of petrified onlookers, Mu Qingge laughed and walked toward the cabin.

"Wife... wife?" Hua Yue showed a bitter face, looking at You He beside her.

You He was equally helpless, only able to smile wryly and shake her head at her.

Of course, they couldn’t call Si Mo as wife; otherwise, the consequence would be extremely dire.

"Previously, didn’t His Majesty the Holy King impersonate Little Lord’s cousin? At that time, Little Lord had us call him Uncle Mo. This sounds like a bit of a grudging aspect... hmm, we’ll call him Uncle Mo in the future," You He thought aloud, helpless.

The confused and chaotic titles rendered her powerless to act.

The Dragon Tooth Guards secretly remembered this title, all except Mo Yang remained unmoved.

It seemed, in his eyes, there was only Mu Qingge as his master, and he only needed to care about her alone. As for others, they were irrelevant to him.

...

Three days’ time passed in an instant.

As dawn broke, someone came to report to Jiang Li. They said Mei Zizhong and the others awaited before the Imperial Palace to seek an audience with the Empress.

Jiang Li set down the jade soup bowl, lifting a smile, "Truly impatient."

Wiping the corner of her mouth, she stood and ordered, "Bring them to the Demon Ghost Well."

Upon hearing the words ’Demon Ghost Well’, the female official beside Jiang Li’s expression changed, looking at her in shock.

But Jiang Li did not bother to explain her decisions to anyone.

She strode away from the sleeping palace, disappearing from the female official’s sight.

The female official was helpless, only capable of following Jiang Li’s orders.

The Demon Ghost Well was located within the Forbidden Area of the Imperial Palace of the Ancient Witch Country. Without the Ancient Witch Country Empress leading the way, no one could enter.

Jiang Li stood by the well for only a short while before Mei Zizhong and the others were brought to her.

She turned to look at them, teasingly smirking, "It seems only those unafraid of death can be friends with Mu Qingge."

The four said nothing, but their eyes showed determination.

"If you’re prepared, follow me." Jiang Li said, turning and leaping into the well!

This scene unfolded suddenly, without any warning.

Mei Zizhong and the others’ eyes narrowed, their faces slightly changed.

Zhao Nanxing calmed his heart racing from Jiang Li’s actions, murmuring, "Seems that’s the entrance." He finished, glancing at his companions, took the lead to walk toward the well.

Reaching the well’s edge, what he saw was an abyssal darkness.

What was inside, whether there was water, was impossible to determine.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Nanxing closed his eyes, leaping into the well’s mouth, vanishing from the three’s view.

Zhao Nanxing encouraged his companions through action.

With Zhao Nanxing’s lead, the three returned to their senses from shock, each walking toward the edge of the well, jumping one after another.

In an instant, the exterior of the Demon Ghost Well was desolate and empty.

The fall seemed exceptionally long. The sensation of weightlessness caused Zhu Ling and Shang Zisu, the two girls, to scream despite themselves.

The seemingly endless fall made hearts panic.

The well seemed unfathomably deep, like it was an entrance to another world.

Just when the sensation almost devoured them, they finally caught sight of a faintly glowing golden light. That golden light seemed to represent hope.

Bang bang bang bang!

Four landing sounds resonated.

Below them were hard stones, damp with moisture.

Those stones seemed to exude a chilly atmosphere, icy to the bone.

Standing up from the ground, they found that the hope-bringing golden light was actually Jiang Li, wearing the Empress’s robe.

With golden eyes, she glanced at the four. Jiang Li nodded, saying, "Not bad." Her notion of ’not bad’ seemed to indicate their courage to jump down.

"Since everything’s fine, stay close to me." With those words, Jiang Li turned and proceeded forward.

The four had no choice but to quickly follow, silently observing the surrounding world.

This place seemed a massive cave, spacious inside, where only their footsteps echoed endlessly. After some time walking, they followed Jiang Li to stop before an immense stone door.

They gazed up, seeing the door’s enormity dwarfed them like ants.

The stone door had mysterious symmetrical patterns engraved, with lines seen on some Ancient Witch Country traditional decorations.

Jiang Li stood before the door, not rushing to open it.

Instead, she turned to look at them, once more asking, "Last chance to ask, beyond this door there’s no retreat path. Either pass or die inside. Moreover, there will be no breathing room inside, only unending slaughter awaits you. To go or not, it’s your final choice."

"Having come this far, is there any thought of retreating?" Zhao Nanxing chuckled.

Among the four, only he was most familiar with Jiang Li, so speaking bore more casualness.

Jiang Li gave him a look, then glanced at the facial expressions of the other three.

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