Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617: Chapter 52: Fourth on the Green Talent List, Ying Ze!

"Yichen, I’m your sister." Sang Xuewu’s face darkened as she looked at the man with some helplessness.

Upon a closer look, one could see that her features were actually quite similar to that man’s, with about seventy to eighty percent resemblance. However, Sang Xuewu’s features were more delicate, while the man she addressed as Yichen had more masculine features.

"Even mother can’t clarify this issue, so why must you insist on claiming to be my sister?" Sang Yichen shook his head, walked over to Sang Xuewu’s side, and corrected her by poking her shoulder.

"Mother said I was born first." Sang Xuewu said wearily.

"Then I still won’t call you sister." Sang Yichen turned his head away defiantly.

His childish demeanor really did make him seem like a younger brother.

Sang Xuewu sighed helplessly and asked, "Did you sneak out behind mother’s back?"

Sang Yichen, however, looked up and denied, "I came with the Third Elder, and mother agreed."

"You two are always like this when you meet, Xuewu, weren’t you handling affairs at Wuyin Mansion? How did you end up in Liuhuo City?" An older middle-aged man stepped out from the Sang family’s group, asking Xuewu kindly with a smile.

"Third Elder." Sang Xuewu bowed to the man, briefly looked over the seven or eight Sang family members who accompanied him, and then retracted her gaze, replying, "I finished my business at Wuyin Mansion and heard that the grand hunting event started earlier, so I came to check it out."

"I see, we also came for that. You better stick with us. There are various forces here in Liuhuo City and the Sunset Grassland, don’t wander off alone." The Third Elder advised with concern.

"Hmph, Elder. Isn’t she the top of our Sang family’s younger generation? She can take care of herself; she doesn’t need to follow us." Suddenly, a sarcastic voice floated out from the Sang family group.

Sang Xuewu looked up, her icy gaze directly meeting the eyes of the woman who spoke with jealousy.

"Hey! Sang Zilan, cut it out with that tone." Before Sang Xuewu could react, Sang Yichen had already blurted out.

The man next to Sang Zilan also expressed displeasure, "Sang Yichen, your sister may be the number one talent in the Sang family, but you’re not. Why are you yelling here?"

"Enough! What kind of manners are these, arguing outside!" The Third Elder intervened, stopping the unnecessary dispute.

His stern gaze swept over the instigating man and woman, admonishing them, "Sang Ye, Sang Zilan, if you two don’t want to stay in Liuhuo City, I will have someone send you back to Fusha City immediately."

"Third Elder, we were wrong."

"Third Elder, we apologize."

Sang Ye and Sang Zilan immediately bowed their heads to admit their mistake.

It was evident that this Third Elder of the Sang family held significant authority in their hearts.

"It’s good that you realize your mistakes. Don’t keep making trouble for Xuewu and Yichen. You’re all disciples of the Sang family; you should support each other. Understand? And the rest of you too." The Third Elder reprimanded Sang Ye and Sang Zilan, and his gaze also swept over the remaining three silent Sang family juniors.

As for the other two individuals, who were stewards of the Sang family, they remained silent.

The Third Elder finished addressing them and then turned towards Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen, speaking earnestly, "The same goes for you. Especially you, Yichen, your mother has worked so hard, don’t cause her any more worry, try to learn from Xuewu."

"How are they considered members of the Sang family?"

While the Third Elder was scolding them, Sang Zilan grumbled in defiance.

These words floated into the ears of Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen, and the latter was about to explode in anger again, but Sang Xuewu firmly held him back, her icy gaze sweeping across to confront them.

The Third Elder also sharply turned around to look at Sang Zilan, a silent warning evident in his eyes.

Sang Zilan immediately shut her mouth and lowered her head, saying no more.

"Xuewu, don’t mind it. They don’t have ill intentions, they’re just competitive at their age. Your excellence makes them always want to find fault. I’ll discipline them better in the future." The Third Elder walked over to Sang Xuewu and softly consoled her.

Sang Xuewu nodded to indicate she didn’t mind.

At this point, the Third Elder smiled broadly and said, "There are rumors from the Wuyin Mansion that your ranking on the Cub Phoenix List has improved again? Where do you stand now?"

"Ninety-seventh, I still need to continue working hard." Sang Xuewu replied calmly, without a hint of pride between her eyebrows. She was not even satisfied with her own achievement.

Though she was not satisfied, the Third Elder was thrilled. He said "good" three times in a row and praised, "Good child, this result is already very good, don’t put too much pressure on yourself."

Sang Yichen was also extremely excited, with a proud expression, as if the person ranked ninety-seventh on the Cub Phoenix List was himself. He even complacently raised an eyebrow towards Sang Zilan and Sang Ye.

Hearing Sang Xuewu’s latest achievement, Sang Zilan and Sang Ye exchanged a glance. Even if they were unwilling, they could only swallow their pride.

After all, how could they compare to Sang Xuewu?

"Let’s go, settle down in Liuhuo City first. Once we’ve prepared everything, we’ll enter the Sunset Grassland," the Third Elder said, signaling everyone to head towards an inn.

The inn was a pre-booked room, not a particularly good one, just clean and neat, preventing any unnecessary conflicts.

Just after settling in, Sang Xuewu left the chatty Sang Yichen, who was asking her about the situation at Wuyin Mansion, and went alone to the Third Elder’s room.

After thinking for a moment, Sang Xuewu finally knocked on the Third Elder’s door.

"Who is it?" came the inquiry from the Third Elder inside.

Sang Xuewu replied, "Third Elder, it’s me, Xuewu."

"Oh, Xuewu, come in," the Third Elder’s tone turned more familiar upon hearing it was Sang Xuewu.

Sang Xuewu pushed the door open and entered the room. As she closed the door, she was seen by Sang Zilan, who, driven by curiosity, wanted to eavesdrop but feared being discovered, so she walked away reluctantly.

"Xuewu, did you need something from me?" The Third Elder sat cross-legged on the bed, seemingly meditating.

Sang Xuewu lowered her eyes and said to the Third Elder, "I’m sorry for interrupting your cultivation."

The Third Elder waved it off, saying, "It’s fine, I was just meditating and adjusting my breath. Tell me, what’s the matter? When I saw you today, I felt you were burdened with worries."

Sang Xuewu pursed her lips and said to the Third Elder, "Third Elder, I met Ying Chuan at Wuyin Mansion."

"What!" The Third Elder’s eyes suddenly constricted, and he jumped from the bed in surprise, taking two or three steps to reach Sang Xuewu, scrutinizing her with a slightly changed expression, asking, "Did he do anything to you?"

Ying Chuan’s admiration for Sang Xuewu was no secret in the Sang Family.

But Sang Xuewu was the hope of the Sang Family. How could she marry a playboy?

"No, but I cut his tongue and gave him a good beating," Sang Xuewu took the responsibility upon herself.

"You cut his tongue?" The Third Elder’s expression changed dramatically. "Why were you so impulsive?" He paced anxiously around the room, worried for Sang Xuewu.

When Ying Chuan encountered Sang Xuewu, his first worry was that she would be harmed.

Learning she was unharmed but had cut off Ying Chuan’s tongue and beaten him, he was instantly troubled.

If this matter wasn’t handled properly, it could potentially affect the entire Sang Family.

Sang Xuewu’s expression was indifferent as she said, "He tried to drug me and force me to submit. I had no choice but to take drastic measures to escape."

"He actually tried to drug you? That despicable bastard!" Upon hearing this additional information, the Third Elder’s face darkened even further, understanding why the usually level-headed Sang Xuewu acted so ruthlessly this time.

Sang Xuewu’s eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke softly, "I realize I was a bit reckless in this matter, which is why I came to you, Third Elder, to seek a remedy."

The Third Elder sighed deeply, his expression a bit forlorn as he said, "Think of the glory of our Sang Family in the past. If the Sang Family’s strength still remained, with such matters occurring, even if you killed that rogue with a sword, our Sang Family wouldn’t have to bear any burden. But now..."

He shook his head with a bitter smile, looking at Sang Xuewu with eyes full of regret. "You’ve been wronged, child."

Within those words lay much frustration and distress, something perhaps only the Sang Family members could understand.

Inferior to others, one can only bow!

"Third Elder, you don’t need to feel guilty. The Sang Family raised and nurtured me. I shouldn’t have caused this trouble for the Sang Family; it’s my fault, Xuewu said apologetically.

"No, it’s not your fault. You did the right thing; preserving your dignity was the most important in such a situation. Now we just need to find a way to resolve this," the Third Elder stopped Sang Xuewu’s guilt.

He calmed down, contemplated for a moment, and said to Sang Xuewu, "This major hunt is due to a team of floating guests that emerged out of nowhere. This team is strong and mysterious, and many families intend to engage with them privately to see if they can be won over. The Ying Family is among them. When we reach the Sunset Grassland, we might run into people from the Ying Family. Before we came, I heard that Ying Ze is leading the team for the Ying Family this time. I’m just not sure if the news of Ying Chuan’s injury has reached his ears yet."

"Ying Ze?" Sang Xuewu’s expression changed, worry deepening in her eyes.

If it were someone else from the Ying Family leading the team, perhaps there would still be room for negotiation. But if it’s Ying Ze...

"Ying Ze is arrogant, unmatched among the younger generation, and has never been one to compromise. If he is to handle this, I’m afraid it will be hard to resolve peacefully," Sang Xuewu said softly.

The Third Elder nodded in agreement, "Indeed. If it were another elder from the Ying Family, I might have put on a humble face and prepared some Divine Weapons to negotiate and mediate, and perhaps the matter would pass. But Ying Ze... sigh, no matter what, we have to try. After all, it was his brother who was at fault first. Although Ying Ze is proud, he is also reasonable."

"..." Sang Xuewu remained silent. In her heart, she thought, ’Ying Ze being reasonable is indeed true. But his reason is only his own.’

She remembered once when a First-class Guest had a conflict with someone from the Ying Family, and Ying Ze happened to mediate by chance.

Because it was the servant of the Ying Family who caused the trouble, he beheaded the servant. Then, he immediately challenged that guest and killed the guest in a single move.

"Don’t worry, Xuewu, things may not be as bad as we think," the Third Elder saw Sang Xuewu’s silence and comforted her.

Sang Xuewu smiled slightly at the Third Elder, "When I return to the family, I will report this to the Clan Leader and take full responsibility."

"Child, why are you taking this so seriously?" the Third Elder feigned displeasure.

Sang Xuewu smiled faintly and said no more.

The Third Elder said to her, "Rest well tonight. In a few days when we settle down at Sunset Prairie, I will meet with the Ying Family to resolve this matter once and for all."

He thought that Sang Xuewu was in a bad mood because of this.

But Sang Xuewu did not explain and, after thanking him, left the Third Elder’s room and returned to her own room.

When she returned, Sang Yichen was idly lying on the table, turning an empty teacup with his fingers.

As soon as he saw her come back, he jumped up and rushed to her, asking, "Where did you go? So secretive and not letting me follow."

"I just went to discuss something with the Third Elder," Sang Xuewu replied, choosing her words carefully.

Sang Yichen, however, pressed on, "What’s so important that I can’t hear it?"

Sang Xuewu glared at him, "You’re just not allowed to know."

Sang Yichen paused, walked back to where he had been sitting, and sat down boldly. His face no longer childish, he said seriously, "Sang Xuewu, you should know that I am the only man in the family. I should be the one protecting you and mother, not the other way around."

"You just focus on your cultivation and try not to cause trouble for me and mother," Sang Xuewu said helplessly.

"I’ve been trying hard! But I just don’t have the talent for Artifact Refining, so what can I do?" Sang Yichen shouted loudly.

Sang Xuewu looked at him, her expression complex. After he vented his frustration, she spoke softly, "You may not be able to refine artifacts, but you have me. You know that both I and mother want you to concentrate more on your Spiritual Power Cultivation. Your cultivation talent is actually much better than mine, but you lack focus."

Sang Yichen lowered his face and clenched his fists. "Being born in the Sang Family, to earn everyone’s respect, it’s not enough to just have Spiritual Power Cultivation. What’s most important is talent in Artifact Refining. Otherwise, no matter how high my Spiritual Power Cultivation is, it’s useless to the Sang Family. I also want to contribute."

"Yichen, I understand your thoughts. But some things cannot be forced. We should focus on what we can do," Sang Xuewu advised.

Sang Yichen took a deep breath and finally nodded. He smiled, spiritedly saying to Sang Xuewu, "I’ve already broken through to the Sixth Layer of the Gray Realm, and I haven’t told anyone yet."

Sang Xuewu’s eyes lit up with joy, "Really?" She knew that Yichen’s talent was superior to hers.

Sang Yichen nodded, "Of course it’s true."

Sang Xuewu smiled with relief.

Seeing her smile, Sang Yichen awkwardly said, "I know what you and mother mean, keeping me protected, to give me an undisturbed cultivation environment. But without trials, how can one truly grow?" All attention was blocked by Sang Xuewu, while he, Sang Yichen, was ignored. Yet no one knew that although he couldn’t refine artifacts, his cultivation talent was no less than Sang Xuewu’s.

"Mother said that the Sang Family only needs to showcase one genius to the outside world," Sang Xuewu said, seriously looking at Sang Yichen.

After a pause, she continued, "Yichen, you want to go out and explore. Both mother and I understand, but we have already lost father and cannot afford to lose you too."

"I understand," Sang Yichen sighed silently and compromised again.

"By the way, did you get the Earth Emperor Pill from Wuyin Mansion?" Remembering Sang Xuewu’s purpose of going to Wuyin Mansion, Sang Yichen asked quietly.

This matter was a family affair, unknown to the rest of the Sang Family.

In mentioning this, Sang Xuewu’s smile deepened, and she nodded.

"That’s great! Now we don’t have to see mother sleepless with worry. With the Earth Emperor Pill, we have more time," Sang Yichen also became excited.

"Not only that, but on this trip to Wuyin Mansion, I also met someone she..." Sang Xuewu’s excitement suddenly halted, and she swallowed the rest of her words.

"Who did you meet? Who was it?" Sang Yichen blinked, curiously pursuing the question.

Sang Xuewu, however, shook her head slowly, her smile fading, her eyes showing complex thoughts. "I’m not sure yet, so I won’t tell you for now."

"What do you mean you’re not sure, so you won’t tell me? Hey, Sang Xuewu, don’t keep me in suspense like this!" Sang Yichen said discontentedly.

Sang Xuewu irritably walked over to the bed and curtly said to him, "Get back to your room, I need to rest."

"You’re too much!" Sang Yichen angrily slammed the teacup on the table to show his dissatisfaction.

Sang Xuewu suddenly stopped, looking back at Sang Yichen, she asked, "Do you know about the time mother was refining..." She cut off mid-sentence, shook her head, and said, "Forget it, if I don’t know, you wouldn’t either. Go rest."

Being ’teased’ twice in a row, Sang Yichen was so upset that he almost spat blood.

Yet, he had no choice but to leave her room, embarrassed under Sang Xuewu’s stern gaze.

...

The Sang Family stayed in Liuhuo City for three days.

During those three days, they prepared all the supplies needed for Sunset Grassland and the Canglan Mountain Range.

Afterward, they set out under the leadership of the Third Elder, heading towards the Sunset Grassland a thousand miles away.

As the Sang Family moved towards the Sunset Grassland, Mu Qingge had already arrived there ahead of them with her team.

The Sunset Grassland was vast and boundless.

Standing within it, one couldn’t see the edges at all. Some say that to cross it, one would have to walk nonstop for ten days. In the distance, a ridge of the Canglan Mountain Range could be seen.

The Sunset Grassland served as a base for a grand gathering.

The real competition ground, however, was actually in the Canglan Mountain Range.

"The Sunset Grassland was just the campsite."

The real reason for the meeting was to compete in the Canglan Mountain Range.

"How exciting! I’ve wanted to see other Spirit Beasts," the young Yuanyuan said with eyes brimming with curiosity and excitement as he hopped around.

Behind him stood the rest of the group that had followed Mu Qingge: Bai Xi, Hua Yue, Xuan Kui, Linchuan, and Mo Yang.

In Mu Qingge’s hands was an adorable creature with pure white fur and fiery, flame-like eyes.

"You better behave and come back soon, don’t cause any trouble," warned Sang Xuewu as she released the creature, calmly watching it scamper off into the grassland.

The whole sky seemed to shake as a distant roll of thunder boomed.

"What on earth was that noise, so loud?"

As everyone was puzzled, they suddenly felt the solid earth trembling under their feet. In the distance, there seemed to be a giant machine, slowly marching toward Sunset Grassland which created such vibrations.

"Is it the fight? Is it the arrival of the Ying Family?" Yuanyuan asked with curiosity, unable to stay still.

"You will know soon," Mu Qingge replied softly, her eyes fixed on the distant horizon.

After speaking, she took the first step into the Sunset Grassland.

The others followed closely behind.

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