Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 577

Chapter 577: Chapter 12: Encountering a Tsunami, Entering the Middle Ages (Second Update)

The purple-gray beam of light shot up into the sky, its mysterious and noble color painting the skies above Duole Island.

As soon as this beam appeared, it immediately drew the attention of everyone on the island.

The Clan King and Queen stood together under the porch, gazing at the brilliant light, while the High Priest stood behind them, his wise old eyes filled with excitement.

Several commanders exchanged looks with glimmers of joy.

On Duole Island, others who were unaware also stopped their actions, gathered in small groups, pointed at the sky’s beam, speculating various guesses.

"Is someone breaking through?"

"Such powerful force, such pure spiritual power!"

"Who is it? To have such a significant breakthrough above the Bitter Sea!"

"It shouldn’t be. Didn’t some people arrive on the island recently?"

In an independent courtyard on Duole Island, Bai Xi originally lay lazily on a tree dozing off but was now awakened by the overflowing spiritual energy. She raised herself, gazing far off towards the Imperial Palace, her eyes gradually revealing a purple-gold hue and her lips subtly curved into a faint smile.

Yin Chen stood outside the courtyard gate with Yuanyuan, resembling a statue in their wait for the returning person.

Yuanyuan looked up at him, "I feel the aura of Mother Boss."

"Qingge has broken through again." Yin Chen nodded in reply, a faint joy curled at his lips.

Mo Yang silently stood under the eaves behind them, having heard their conversation. He slightly pursed his lips, his gaze more resolute. ’Little Lord is becoming increasingly powerful; they must enhance their cultivation, or else how can they keep up with Little Lord’s pace!’

He turned back to the courtyard, where five hundred Dragon Tooth Guards stood in neat formation. When Mo Yang entered, they all directed their gazes onto him.

Mo Yang’s eyes swept over their steadfast faces, and he called out in a deep voice, "Start training!"

The simple four words immediately set the Dragon Tooth Guards into action.

Mo Yang understood, and so did they. If they don’t put in effort, they will be left behind in the near future. It’s not that Mu Qingge doesn’t want them; it’s just that they can no longer keep up with her footsteps.

Hence, they must exert more effort, more strictly meet planned targets, and even continuously surpass them. Only in this way can they qualify to follow Mu Qingge, stepping over thorns together!

Bang—!

A loud noise suddenly erupted in the sky.

The skyward beam burst open in the sky, radiating to all sides, like an enormous purple-gray canopy. At the junctions between those beams and the sky, faint cracks appeared.

This commotion caused many people’s expressions to change drastically. It seemed that this disturbance had already surpassed their understanding.

The Clan King was stunned, subconsciously looking towards the High Priest.

The High Priest also couldn’t hide his shock but when meeting the Clan King’s gaze, excitement erupted.

The stronger and more unexpected Mu Qingge is, the greater the chance of future victory!

Xie Ya stood on the steps in front of her residence, gazing up at the sky which blossomed like fireworks. Her garments fluttered as if she might ride the wind at any moment.

Qing Fu stood silently by her side, watching him.

Princess Xie Ya is extremely beautiful, so much so that she seems beyond mortal beauty, yet she easily captivates mortals.

She seemingly represents the purity of heaven and earth, so clean and flawless.

Even though he knows he can never possess her, he is still entranced and cannot extricate himself. Even if, for countless lifetimes, he can only silently watch, guard, and accompany...

The splendor in the sky finally came to an end.

The purple-gray magnificent radiance gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared. Duole Island returned to its usual calm, though many continued discussing.

Xie Ya withdrew her gaze, looking towards Qing Fu not far away.

Her bright, insightful gaze suddenly cast over, causing Qing Fu to startle and awaken from his daze.

Qing Fu collected his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and saluted Xie Ya.

"Is there something you need?" Xie Ya asked.

Her tone was calm, her voice ethereal, like celestial music.

Qing Fu slowly raised his head, looked at her, and observed her unearthly beautiful visage, finally speaking, "Is the Princess leaving Duole Island soon?"

Xie Ya’s gaze towards him carried a touch of contemplation.

Her attention made Qing Fu’s heart drum, fearing that the ’sinister thought’ hidden within his heart might be exposed in those bright eyes.

"Yes, I have to leave."

Just as Qing Fu was nearly unable to withstand it, Xie Ya spoke.

She withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, and moved her sight away from him.

The answer caused Qing Fu’s heart to ache faintly. Even though he already knew this answer, hearing it personally still made it hard for him to accept.

"Then... will the Princess return?" Qing Fu forced a weak smile, softly asked.

This question made Xie Ya silent.

Because she didn’t know, she couldn’t give an answer. Once she leaves Duole Island, all of her will belong to Mu Qingge, and her self will cease to exist.

"Then can the Princess take me with her?" Qing Fu, in his excitement, blurted out his inner wish.

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

He shouldn’t desire what doesn’t belong to him.

Yet, since he had already spoken, he held onto a sliver of hope.

He looked at Xie Ya, awaiting her answer.

But, after Xie Ya’s silence, she shook her head at him, "No." She herself was merely an appendage forced upon others, how could she take someone else along?

These days, Xie Ya had clearly recognized her identity.

She shouldn’t do things she couldn’t do; she absolutely must not!

Because she knew very well that to Mu Qingge, she was just a map.

Moreover, this map is incomplete and requires another map to appear before it can be effective.

Xie Ya’s reply, let Qing Fu down.

He gave Xie Ya a deep look, finally turned and left.

After Qing Fu left, Xie Ya still stood on the steps, gazing at the sky, asking herself in her heart, "What will the world outside Duole Island, the world beyond the Bitter Sea, be like?"

...

Beside the bed, the layers of gauzy curtains hung around it gently settled down.

As if, the wind that had blown them into chaotic dance had vanished.

Upon the bed, sat a person cross-legged, holding a handful of ash in her hands.

She slowly opened her eyes, her clear gaze reflecting two bright, piercing beams of light, shooting forward like substance.

Instantly, the curtain in front of her turned to ash before her eyes, falling to the ground.

After that, the brilliance in her eyes withdrew, gradually fading away.

Mu Qingge looked down at the ash in her hands. The Quyu Beast Core she had held earlier had disappeared, replaced by this pile of ashes.

The spiritual power contained within the Quyu Beast Core had been fully absorbed by her, converted into her own spiritual power, filling her limbs and bones, all meridians, compressed multiple times in her Dantian.

Mu Qingge had vaguely touched the edge of breakthrough, but no matter how she charged, she couldn’t break through that final barrier.

"It seems without leaving the Bitter Sea, it’s really impossible to break through." Mu Qingge tilted her hand, letting the ashes fall from her palm, murmuring to herself.

When Mu Qingge pushed the door open, she saw You He and Hua Yue who were still guarding outside the door.

The two women sat cross-legged outside the door on the left and right, eyes closed, cultivating.

It seems that even though they’ve been guarding here all this time, they haven’t neglected their own cultivation.

Mu Qingge smiled slightly, not disturbing their practice, but rather guarding them.

When You He and Hua Yue awakened from cultivation, meeting Mu Qingge’s smiling gaze, the two of them excitedly stood up, flanking Mu Qingge and calling, "Little Lord!"

Mu Qingge gently nodded, her gaze sweeping across the faces of the two women, affirming their progress, "Hmm, not bad! You’ve improved again."

"Thank you for your praise, Little Lord!" Hua Yue playfully bowed towards Mu Qingge.

You He, however, was more reserved, habitually asking, "Is Little Lord hungry? I’ll prepare some food for you."

"No rush. How long was I in seclusion?" Mu Qingge asked.

"Almost two months," You He replied.

That long!

Mu Qingge was slightly surprised. Then she sighed, ’Time really flies when you’re cultivating!’ She felt as if she had only cultivated for a night, but when she awoke, nearly two months had passed.

She pondered inwardly; she’s been delayed too long on Duole Island and must set out immediately.

After making up her mind, she instructed You He and Hua Yue, "Go find Mo Yang and the others, have them prepare, we’ll leave early tomorrow."

"Yes, Young Lord."

"Yes, Young Lord!"

The Young Lord would leave as soon as she awoke. This is something they had already anticipated, so they were not surprised.

The two women left Mu Qingge’s residence and headed to the courtyard where the Dragon Tooth Guards resided.

As they left, Xie Ya appeared in Mu Qingge’s vision.

"Just in time, I was planning to visit your parents," Mu Qingge said to Xie Ya.

"Then Xie Ya will lead the Young Master," Xie Ya lowered her gaze and replied.

Mu Qingge walked toward her, and as she passed by, suddenly said, "You don’t need to bow and scrape in front of me. Whatever you were, you can continue to be."

Having said that, she strode away from Xie Ya.

Xie Ya was stunned for a moment, then understood the meaning behind Mu Qingge’s words and caught up to her, her expression complex.

Catching up to Mu Qingge, she said nothing more and led the way to where the Clan King and Queen were located.

"Young Master! Congratulations on your significant cultivation progress!"

Upon seeing Mu Qingge, the Clan King immediately came forward.

The Queen, seeing Xie Ya accompanying Mu Qingge, also wore a smile.

Mu Qingge no longer bothered with pleasantries, directly stating to the Clan King and Queen, "I’ve come to inform you that I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning."

Yet, neither the Clan King nor Queen seemed too surprised, saying to her after she spoke, "We’ve long prepared everything, and supplies have been loaded onto the Young Master’s ship. Also..."

The Clan King paused for a moment, then pulled out a map drawn on Spiritual Beast Skin from his bosom and held it out to Mu Qingge.

"Young Master, this is the map of the Ancient Middle Realm South Continent. Once you exit the Bitter Sea, you’ll arrive at the Ancient Middle Realm South Continent. Hopefully, this map will be of help to you."

The Ancient Middle Realm South Continent map!

Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, accepting the map.

She did not inquire how the Clan King obtained the map, knowing that the remnant clan would always have its ways. After all, she herself had received a map of the Ancient Middle Realm West Continent from Han Caicai.

Oh, yes!

The original map owner had offered it at Wanxiang Building, asking for Treasure Level Elixirs and Earth Emperor Pills in exchange. Han Caicai had agreed on her behalf, promising to deliver the Earth Emperor Pill within three years.

The three years were almost up. Although Treasure Level Elixir was now achievable for her, she would have to resolve the Le Family’s affairs in the Ancient Middle Realm before she could refine the Earth Emperor Pill and deliver it to Wanxiang Building to complete the trade.

Mu Qingge’s gaze fell upon the map in her hand.

The map’s top was labeled with the words ’South Continent.’ It was densely populated with many cities and markings. Just the map alone conveyed the vastness of the South Continent to Mu Qingge.

And this was only one South Continent!

Considering the entire Ancient Middle Realm... it was at least several times larger than Linchuan.

After glancing at the map, Mu Qingge put it away.

She looked at the Clan King, who was smiling amiably.

With a silent sneer inside, Mu Qingge said, "Since everything’s ready, I’ll head back now." With that, she turned and left, swiftly and decisively.

She left, but Xie Ya did not.

The Queen and Clan King looked at Xie Ya, who remained calm and showed no signs of reluctance or sadness.

The Clan King spoke to her, "Xie Ya, do you know your mission?"

"Xie Ya knows," Xie Ya nodded gently.

The Clan King nodded in satisfaction, "Even though you’re aware, I must remind you once more. You’re the Young Master’s attendant and protector, but you’re also an overseer. For all of us, you must monitor whether the Young Master is a qualified inheritor. When encountering other Young Masters, you must stay clear-headed and weigh all of them, knowing yourself and knowing others."

Xie Ya pressed her lips tightly, nodding.

After the Clan King finished speaking, the Queen led Xie Ya away, saying, "Child, I’ll help you pack your things."

Once out of the Clan King’s sight, the Queen spoke to Xie Ya, "Your father and they think too complicatedly. Xie Ya, you must know that your mother wishes for your happiness. Now the Young Master doesn’t need you, which is good; at least you can think over your feelings after being in contact with him. If you develop feelings for the Young Master, don’t worry about anything else, just focus on aiding him. If you can’t develop feelings, or fall for another Young Master..."

The Queen did not continue, but the fleeting hardness in her eyes exposed her inner thoughts.

Xie Ya keenly captured this, and was slightly shocked within.

She knew everyone has private aspirations, but she didn’t expect her mother to be so bold!

Indeed, the Mu Clan didn’t have just one Young Master; rather, those chosen were merely candidates for Young Master and inheritor of Mu Clan.

The rule set by the Mu Clan was a brutal massacre, only the final victor is the true Young Master! The other candidates either perish or fully support the true Young Master.

The rules are harsh, Xie Ya can’t imagine the dire and adverse situation that forced the Mu Clan to make such a decision!

Of course, all is for the revitalization of the Mu Clan.

In the face of this grand cause, everything else is overlooked.

Like the unjustly chosen candidates, who initially considered themselves the favored ones of heaven, yet did not realize they were like bugs thrown into a jar, where only the strongest survives and the rest serve as stepping stones.

And all remnants will ultimately serve the true Young Master.

Until the results come out, they will support their choices through ruthless competition. But when the final Young Master prevails and their chosen candidate fails or dies, they will submit to the true Young Master!

"Xie Ya, do you remember my words?" The Queen’s call interrupted Xie Ya’s silence.

Xie Ya returned to her senses, looked into her mother’s eyes, comprehending the hidden stringency within.

Finally, under her mother’s strict gaze, she nodded.

The Queen smiled slightly, saying to her, "My dear child, after leaving Duole Island, learn to take care of yourself."

...

A day passed swiftly.

To be able to embark again filled Mu Qingge with hidden excitement.

If the information from the remnants is accurate, then drifting on the Bitter Sea for about three more months would reveal the outline of the Ancient Middle Realm.

"Ancient Middle Realm..." Mu Qingge whispered softly.

Her hand gently stroked the Palace Bell at her waist.

Suddenly, the Palace Bell chimed lightly.

Upon hearing the bell, Mu Qingge’s mouth curled into a gentle smile, her facial features softening. While fiddling with the Palace Bell, she lightly shook it.

The bell’s sound was crisp and ethereal.

It departed from the Palace Bell and flew into the distant sky, traversing time and space, entering a hazy world.

’Ding-ling—!’ The crisp bell sound echoed in the haze, dispersing the mist and revealing the scene within.

Si Mo sat on a massive, fierce, and domineering chair, his white clothes replaced by a Mystic Robe, and his long hair tied up high with a beautiful crown.

His face remained strikingly handsome, seemingly holding the world’s most beautiful scene. The flawless contours always tempted one to draw them carefully.

In his hand, he held a golden Palace Bell, the other end tightly fastened to his waistband.

Staring at the Palace Bell in his hand, there was a gentle smile filled with affection that his subordinates had never seen.

After the bell sound faded away, he waited for a long time, but there was no additional sound.

This outcome seemed to dissatisfy him.

Holding the Palace Bell, he shook it forcefully.

The sound emerged from the Palace Bell, returned along its path, and fell back into Mu Qingge’s Palace Bell, causing it to tremble slightly and emit two crisp sounds.

The sound echoed in Mu Qingge’s ears; her mouth slightly curved, with pride brushing her brows. Yet she did not respond, leaving the Palace Bell unattended.

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