Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 629

Chapter 629: Chapter 64: Moonlit Wilderness, Beauty by My Side

Howl——!

The howl of the Triangular Poison Wolf King echoed through the surrounding forest.

Jing Hai’s body arched, his muscles tense, his eyes filled with determination, staring at the Triangular Poison Wolf King, without panicking despite the differences in realm.

In terms of facing enemies head-on, Mu Qingge was still satisfied.

She leaned in Si Mo’s embrace, almost imperceptibly nodding. She anticipated Jing Hai’s upcoming performance.

Training in the face of life and death is an excellent opportunity for anyone to improve, and Jing Hai will certainly be no exception. Moreover, Mu Qingge was absolutely confident she could save Jing Hai at the last moment of life and death and keep him alive.

The venom from the Poison Wolf King’s sharp fangs dripped onto the ground, emitting a stench and corroding the plants on the ground.

Compared to Hou’s venom, this bit of poison from the Poison Wolf King naturally doesn’t seem like much. However, for Jing Hai, the venom of the Triangular Poison Wolf King was enough to be fatal.

Suddenly, the Triangular Poison Wolf King lunged at Jing Hai ferociously. Its figure was agile, fast as the wind and swift like lightning, appearing at Jing Hai’s position instantly.

Yet Jing Hai’s movements were not slow; at the moment the Poison Wolf King lunged at him, he dashed to the left—

The figures of man and wolf crossed in mid-air, reflecting the cruel and vicious gaze of the Poison Wolf King in Jing Hai’s clear eyes.

Whoosh!

The Poison Wolf King missed its target and, upon landing, immediately adjusted its angle to pursue Jing Hai again.

Jing Hai rolled twice on the ground, quickly got up, and pulled out the dagger he carried with him. This dagger was modified by Mu Qingge from a military knife and was very suitable for combat in the wild.

The sharp reverse saw blade was also equipped with a blood groove, capable of quickly bleeding out with one slash.

Jing Hai held the dagger across his chest, his eyes calmly staring at the series of missed rushes of the Poison Wolf King.

The Poison Wolf King roared angrily, lunging at Jing Hai once again, its claws emitting a pale gray spiritual light, indicating its cultivation.

Jing Hai nimbly sidestepped, letting the spiritual light flash past his chest, cutting his clothes and leaving a slender opening.

Meanwhile, Jing Hai’s dagger had already reached the Poison Wolf King’s neck. With a swift wrist movement, the dagger was thrust forward, its sharp tip aimed precisely and aggressively at the skin under the Poison Wolf King’s neck.

Mu Qingge squinted, her eyes showing a hint of approval: "This move is not bad, decisive and bold; it seems the usual practice hasn’t gone to waste."

"But I’m afraid it’s ineffective." Si Mo’s voice had just fallen when a burst of sparks flashed before their eyes.

Jing Hai’s dagger had scraped across the Poison Wolf King’s neck, yet it didn’t break the skin but instead sparked.

His attack failed to penetrate the Poison Wolf King’s defense!

If this were someone of the same realm, under Jing Hai’s attack, even if they weren’t killed, they would at least have their skin and flesh torn. However, the defense of the Beast Clan naturally surpassed that of humans; their skin and fur possess extraordinary defensive abilities, as if wearing a sturdy armor.

Thus, Jing Hai’s power and his weapon were unable to break through the Poison Wolf King’s natural defense.

Instead, his move completely enraged the Poison Wolf King, causing its eyes to become even more ferocious, filled with a bloody red hue.

"It seems it’s time to spend some time upgrading the weapons and equipment." Mu Qingge slightly furrowed her brows, murmuring to herself.

In Linchuan, Dragon Teeth’s enemies were mostly humans, and those equipment were sufficient. But in the Middle Ancient Realm, Dragon Teeth’s identity is a Floating Guest, encountering not only humans but often fighting with the Beast Clan.

If without lethal weapons, they might suffer in battle.

As the leader, she certainly wouldn’t let such a thing happen within Dragon Teeth. If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools!

The Triangular Poison Wolf King, filled with rage, lunged at Jing Hai, its momentum seeming to want to tear Jing Hai apart and devour him whole. The Poison Wolf King’s speed was too fast; Jing Hai’s speed was not significant in its eyes.

Effortlessly, Jing Hai was pinned to the ground by the Triangular Poison Wolf King, its sharp front paws pressing on his shoulders, restricting his movement.

Roar——!

A husky, deep roar emanated from the throat of the Triangular Poison Wolf King.

Its blood-red eyes stared at Jing Hai, revealing fierce and cold killing intent. It lifted its left front paw, pressing down on Jing Hai’s right elbow.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking echoed.

The acute pain made Jing Hai’s face pale, forcing his hand that held the dagger to release it, causing the dagger to drop beside him.

Yet, no matter how painful, Jing Hai didn’t let out a single scream.

The resilience in his eyes looked tangible, transforming into daggers that shot fiercely towards the Triangular Poison Wolf King. However, the Triangular Poison Wolf King only responded with a disdainful smile to this gaze.

Mu Qingge frowned, her eyes reflecting an icy light.

"Don’t rush, wait a bit longer," Si Mo whispered in her ear.

A glimmer passed through Mu Qingge’s clear eyes. She naturally understood the principle of unleashing potential in adversity. Si Mo had thrown Jing Hai into the Canglan Mountain Range for this very reason.

So, she restrained her murderous intent and patiently continued to wait.

The poison from the Triangular Poison Wolf King’s sharp fangs dripped down its tips, and Jing Hai reflexively turned his head to avoid the droplets hitting his face.

This action seemed to provoke the Poisonous Wolf King.

A hint of mockery appeared in its blood-red, icy eyes.

The paw pressing down on Jing Hai’s left shoulder applied slight pressure, tightening inward—

Crack, crack!

"Ah—!" The bones in his shoulder seemed to shatter inch by inch, while the sharp claws pierced the skin, sinking into the flesh.

The scent of blood wafted from Jing Hai’s wound.

That pain forced him to cry out.

Cold sweat instantly drenched Jing Hai’s hair.

His entire left arm lay limp, completely devoid of strength and unable to be mobilized.

Having achieved its aim, the Poisonous Wolf King still did not intend to let him go. It slowly lifted its right forepaw, encircling Jing Hai’s head, preventing it from moving.

The Poisonous Wolf King parted its terrifying maw, poison again slowly dripping from its fangs.

Jing Hai’s head was immobile, seeing only through the gaps between the Poisonous Wolf King’s claws as the gleaming green poison dripped towards him.

The droplet was crystalline green, incredibly beautiful, yet it emitted a foul stench, blooming into a tiny green flower on Jing Hai’s left cheek.

"Ah—! Ah—!"

Jing Hai screamed in agony, struggling with all his might, but to no avail.

The poison eroded his left face, continuously widening his wound, decaying his skin and flesh, exposing white bone.

Unprecedented pain constantly tormented Jing Hai, yet the Poisonous Wolf King took pleasure in his torment, in no rush to claim his life, playing with him like a toy.

Jing Hai’s cries of pain echoed through the woods.

He did not know that not far from him, the person he respected most, his teacher and instructor, was watching him.

In the depths of his clear eyes, despair and unwillingness emerged, and from those pure eyes, hatred and murderous intent radiated. He glared at the Poisonous Wolf King, as if wishing to kill it with his gaze!

Si Mo glanced at Mu Qingge, slightly concerned about the calmness of the child in his arms.

Mu Qingge merely curved her lips slightly, "It’s nothing for a boy to endure some injury. As long as he has a breath left, I can save him."

Despite her words, her clear eyes never ceased to fixate on Jing Hai’s pained expression and the gruesome, terrifying wounds on his left face. Beneath the torn skin and flesh, the faintly revealed white bones chilled her breath somewhat.

Si Mo gripped her hand firmly, not saying anything.

Torturing Jing Hai seemed to have become a game that interested the Poisonous Wolf King.

It slowly crushed Jing Hai’s bones piece by piece, leaving hardly any intact bones on his body. By this point, even if it left, Jing Hai would be unable to move at all.

Finally, it seemed to tire of this game. It let out a long howl and opened its bloody mouth, aiming at Jing Hai’s throat.

The throbbing blood vessels there seemed to attract it, and the blood flowing within was its greatest reward!

However, just as it was about to snap Jing Hai’s blood vessels in one bite, Jing Hai suddenly gazed directly at it, a hint of splendid color emerging in those once pure eyes.

His gaze seemed different from before, his entire being appearing transformed.

The Poisonous Wolf King hesitated for a moment.

In that moment of hesitation, its mind seemed manipulated, and its ferocious gaze instantly became docile.

"Step back," Jing Hai ordered the Poisonous Wolf King, blood frothing from his mouth.

This command is utterly laughable. If anyone else had been present, they would have burst out laughing to see the haggard Jing Hai issuing such a command to the fierce Poisonous Wolf King.

Yet, under this command, the Poisonous Wolf King lifted its head, slowly retreated two steps, and released Jing Hai from its grip.

Mu Qingge’s eyes sharpened as she stood up straight from Si Mo’s embrace, lowering her arms that had been crossed over her chest, and watched Jing Hai with a severe expression.

Without the Poisonous Wolf King’s control, Jing Hai, with fractured bones, couldn’t move an inch.

Lying on the ground, he continued to give orders. "Leave this place."

The Triangular Poison Wolf King’s eyes showed a barely noticeable struggle, but it ultimately vanished. It seemed it couldn’t defy Jing Hai’s command.

"What a pleasant surprise!" Si Mo’s voice suddenly rang out.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes towards him, filled with inquiry.

Si Mo lowered his eyes to look at Mu Qingge, a hint of amusement in his amber eyes. "Xiao Qingge, are you familiar with the Jing Family’s bloodline?"

Mu Qingge’s mind stirred, and she answered, "Isn’t it simply closeness with the Beast Clan, enabling them to tame the Beast Clan?"

Si Mo nodded, adding, "Strictly speaking, the root of the Jing Family’s bloodline originates from a Beast God. Therefore, their bloodline holds an ability that endears them to the Beast Clan. It reduces the risk of interacting with the Beast Clan. Moreover, with their ancestral Contract Array, they can tame some of the Beast Clan. However, your little disciple possesses a mutated bloodline."

"A mutated bloodline!" Mu Qingge’s eyes contracted, and she exclaimed in shock.

Si Mo nodded and said, "This was unexpected for me as well. In his bloodline, there is an added ability, and that is manipulation! He can manipulate the thoughts of the Beast Clan without taming them. Once his ability is fully developed, as his cultivation increases, what a terrifying power it would become!"

Mu Qingge’s eyes widened slightly as she listened to Si Mo’s words.

Before her eyes seemed to appear a scene where Jing Hai commanded a ferocious army of beasts.

His manipulation ability seemed somewhat similar to the Beast Taming Flute, except the flute is always an external item, while he relied on himself.

"Has his bloodline awakened?" Despite her shock, Mu Qingge did not forget the reason Jing Hai was thrown here.

Si Mo nodded, "Consider it an awakening, but for now, it is merely an unconscious self-preservation response. For him to fully master this ability and continue to explore it will take a considerable amount of time."

With that, he paused and added, "Once he can completely control this ability, he can become a true king among the Beast Clan. His manipulation over them will become eternal."

A hint of shock appeared in Mu Qingge’s eyes, and she took a deep breath, turning to look at Jing Hai.

Under Jing Hai’s command, the Triangular Poison Wolf King indeed turned to leave.

But how could Mu Qingge allow it to leave just like that?

Her figure flashed, leaving Si Mo’s side, and when she appeared again, she was standing in front of the Triangular Poison Wolf King, blocking its path.

A familiar red hue flashed before his eyes, causing a trace of confusion to flicker in Jing Hai’s now somewhat indifferent eyes. He blurted out, "Instructor!"

His murmured voice drew Mu Qingge’s gaze to him.

With a cold tone, she spoke, "Since you already possess the ability to kill it, why let it go?"

"I..." Jing Hai was at a loss for words.

"Compassion will only endanger you again." After speaking, Mu Qingge produced a barbed whip in her hand.

She swung the whip with force, causing a sharp crack in the air as it lashed the Triangular Poison Wolf King.

Awoo—!

A ghastly, bone-deep wound immediately appeared on the back of the Triangular Poison Wolf King. The barbs on the whip tore at its flesh, hurting it enough to produce a whimper.

Splash—!

The whip fell again, leaving another deep welt on the Triangular Poison Wolf King.

Splash-splash—!

Each lash was fiercer than the last.

Mu Qingge’s utterly beautiful face was icy, covered with a layer of frost.

Jing Hai could only lie on the ground, turning his head to watch her. His eyes, transformed into something magnificently cold, showed a flicker of apprehension. It was as if he had realized his master’s anger.

But he couldn’t discern whether his master’s anger was directed at him or the Poisonous Wolf King.

’I’ve disappointed my master!’

Jing Hai thought to himself.

The whip shadows continued to fall upon the Poisonous Wolf King, rendering it entirely powerless to resist. Before long, its flesh was slashed so badly there was not an intact piece left. Some whips even cracked and fractured its bones.

While the whip in Mu Qingge’s hand was not some powerful weapon, she infused her every strike with her Spiritual Power.

The Spiritual Power of the Silver Realm Third Layer was not something a Triangular Poison Wolf King could withstand.

"Awoo—!"

"Whimper—!"

Splash!

Splash-splash!

Splash!

The whip was already laden with the Poisonous Wolf King’s flesh.

Suddenly, the long whip coiled around the neck of the Poisonous Wolf King, violently tossing it to Jing Hai’s side.

Bang—!

The massive body of the Poisonous Wolf King fell heavily, its bloody, dreadful wounds clearly visible in Jing Hai’s eyes, causing his pupils to contract.

"Is my disciple someone you can harm at will?" Mu Qingge’s cold voice resonated.

Jing Hai’s body trembled, looking towards Mu Qingge’s position with utter shock in his eyes.

’So, so master’s anger is because I got injured myself!’ Jing Hai suddenly realized, and his eyes grew somewhat teary.

"Kill it, use your ability to kill it. Avenge yourself!" Mu Qingge spoke again, this time giving Jing Hai a command.

Mu Qingge’s commands were not to be defied!

This was the clearest thing in Jing Hai’s mind. He gritted his teeth and looked at the Poisonous Wolf King. Its dying state made him doubt its capability to execute his command.

But he still acted according to Mu Qingge’s instructions!

"Kill yourself!" Jing Hai told the Poisonous Wolf King.

The Poisonous Wolf King whimpered, and under Jing Hai’s waiting gaze, it finally raised its front paw and tore its own throat.

Blood soaked the ground, also drowning the motionless Jing Hai.

However, he showed Mu Qingge a happy smile and weakly said, "Instructor, I did it. I won’t disappoint you..." After speaking, he fainted.

Mu Qingge stood where she was, gently raising a hand as Jing Hai’s body lifted from the ground and slowly landed by her feet.

Jing Hai’s fainting was an expected circumstance.

Mu Qingge did not exhibit surprise; she merely crouched down, pressing her lips tight as she tended to his injuries.

Si Mo cast a fleeting glance at the corpse of the Triangular Poison Wolf King. With a wave, the Beast Core burst out from its skull and flew into his hand.

Since his little Qingge liked these things so much, naturally, he would bring them back for her.

Turning his gaze back, he saw Mu Qingge still treating Jing Hai’s wounds. Si Mo thought it over and, holding ’Tuza,’ retreated. He didn’t go far, just to a more open area.

Si Mo gently stroked the fur of the Hou in his arms, a faint smile playing on his lips.

That smile made the Hou in his embrace feel a chill down its spine.

Suddenly, he lightly patted the Hou twice with a calm voice and said, "Get to work."

The Hou’s soft fur at the back of its neck stood on end. It glared at Si Mo with gritted teeth yet submitted, utilizing its Fierce Beast Master bloodline pressure to compel the surrounding Beast Clan to reveal themselves...

Gradually, more and more of the Beast Clan gathered around Si Mo.

These Beast Clan members, all in the Silver Realm First Layer or higher, numbered about several thousand, bizarre and menacing in appearance. Among them were a hundred that had already crossed into the Golden Realm, now summoned by the Hou’s aura, unable to resist.

"That’s about enough." Si Mo said to the Hou in his arms, then murmured to himself, "If I were to bring all the Beast Clan in the mountain here, Xiao Qingge might think I’m cruel."

With that, he smirked slightly.

Boom-boom-boom—!

Countless explosive sounds resonated around him. The heads of thousands of Beast Clan members burst into bloody blossoms without any apparent cause, each color of Beast Core flying out from their skulls, forming circle after circle around Si Mo.

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