Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 636

Chapter 636: Chapter 71: Mu Qingge Is Played for a Fool!

"Young Master, the High Priest has arrived!" Suddenly, Xie Ya’s face lit up with surprise.

Mu Qingge raised her eyes to look at her, a hint of confusion reflecting in her clear, transparent eyes. "You’re here, how do you know he’s arrived?"

Xie Ya explained, "Young Master might not know, but our clan has a special secret method to sense each other’s aura. Just now I sensed the High Priest’s aura, which means he’s not far from us. I estimate by tomorrow morning, he’ll find us."

After listening to Xie Ya’s explanation, Mu Qingge simply nodded calmly, withdrew her gaze, and lowered her eyelids.

Her calmness made Xie Ya anxious, unsure if she had said something wrong.

She couldn’t fathom what Mu Qingge was thinking and dared not disturb her lightly.

Suddenly, Xuan Ya clasped her hand, and she turned to look at Xuan Ya, who was gently shaking her head.

Jiang Li sat in the corner, leaning against the inner walls of the carriage, watching the scene with a teasing gaze.

Back at the inn, once inside the courtyard, Bai Xi hadn’t returned, but Mei Zizhong was sitting inside waiting for them. After seeing the four of them return safely, he didn’t linger, stood up directly, and took his leave.

"You should all go and rest too," Mu Qingge instructed Xuan Ya and Xie Ya.

Then, she returned to her room with Jiang Li, closing the door behind them.

"The Young Master has always had trust issues with us," Xuan Ya said to Xie Ya, looking at the firmly closed door.

Xie Ya’s bright eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment. "His caution has never been concealed. It’s understandable; after all, we have too many things hidden."

Xuan Ya nodded, with a bitter smile, "When the Mu Clan leader set up this harsh selection, who knows if it was right or wrong? If I were the Young Master, knowing that there were multiple candidates, and the subordinates who are now helping me would side with the enemy if I failed, I might not be able to take it either."

"Perhaps because of this, the Young Master has kept a cautious stance toward us. Now that he has the map, I suddenly feel there’s no longer a need for us to stay by his side," Xie Ya confided her thoughts.

"Sister, don’t think like that!" Xuan Ya prevented her from continuing to overthink. "It’s normal for the Young Master to be wary of us. Only time will prove everything now."

Xuan Ya’s words led Xie Ya to look up at her. In her bright, spotless eyes, there was a bit of exploration.

It seemed these words shouldn’t have come from Xuan Ya.

Xuan Ya, after being looked at for a while, suddenly covered her mouth and laughed, "Sister thinks I’ve changed from before?"

’Indeed!’ Xie Ya answered inwardly.

The previous Xuan Ya, although she chose Mu Qingge as her leader, was always scrutinizing, and she placed too much importance on the future of her clan, her utilitarianism was too strong.

But just now, when she said these words, Xie Ya could feel it, at this moment, Xuan Ya truly considered Mu Qingge as her master!

"Actually, I’m not different." Xuan Ya lifted her hand, tucking the strands of hair behind her ear, "It’s just that following the Young Master this way has made me more certain of my judgment. In the future, the Young Master will definitely win and become the true successor of the Mu Clan. Since I’ve already decided in my heart, keeping reservations is like cutting off my own future."

What Xuan Ya said was realistic, but also more convincing.

"I’m different from Sister. Maybe Sister fell for the Young Master, impressed by his character and demeanor, thus loyal to the master. Sister once said, your master is only Mu Qingge, not the Mu Clan’s Young Master. This touched me a lot. But for me, I believe the Young Master is indeed the true Young Master of the Mu Clan." Xuan Ya showed Xie Ya a charming smile.

Inside the room, Jiang Li followed Mu Qingge as they walked towards the bedroom.

She clasped her hands behind her back, curiously peeking at Mu Qingge, and laughed, "Your guard against them is really blatant."

Mu Qingge smiled indifferently, "Everyone knows it well."

"What are you worried about?" Jiang Li asked.

Mu Qingge furrowed her brows lightly, "Not worried, just unclear, so can’t fully expose myself. Suppose if they truly can determine distance and specific location through aura. They follow me all day, won’t my whereabouts be exposed?"

Jiang Li thought, nodding, "Then what are you going to do? Anyway, you already have the map, they’re temporarily no use to you, right? Kill them? Or expel them?"

Mu Qingge curled her lips and looked at her, "Not yet necessary to kill. As for whether to keep them by my side, I need to meet the High Priest before deciding."

"Since that’s the case, no need to think much now. Let’s wait until we meet him and talk, didn’t Xie Ya say, we can see him tomorrow morning." Jiang Li comforted.

Mu Qingge nodded.

Actually, the matters of the Mu Clan to her were like a fantasy tale.

From the beginning, she treated it as a mythical story, always cooperating, because she wanted to obtain the clue to the Divine Strategy Middle Volume. Regarding the Mu Clan’s Young Master, she couldn’t care less. Especially not about leading the Mu Clan survivors back to their homeland, reclaiming the old site, and restoring the Mu Clan.

Now, she already got what she wanted, and the clan’s High Priest, as promised, came. It was time to lay everything out and discuss.

"By the way, were there any clues on the map?" Jiang Li suddenly asked.

Mu Qingge looked at her with a peculiar expression.

Jiang Li felt uneasy under her gaze, displeased, "What are you looking at? You extracted my memory, and you think I still remember anything?"

Mu Qingge withdrew her gaze awkwardly, furrowing her brows, "Can’t tell what location it’s depicting, but there are four characters on the map... ’Year Cold One Inch.’

"’Year Cold One Inch’? What does that represent?" Jiang Li’s brows furrowed as well.

Mu Qingge laughed, "If I could know those four characters’ meaning, the riddle would be solved."

Jiang Li nodded in agreement, "Anyway, we have a clue now, that’s progress. Don’t rush, take it slowly."

...

The next day, early morning.

Mu Qingge and Jiang Li got up early, while Xuan Ya and Xie Ya also prepared breakfast.

Mu Qingge instructed Xie Ya to invite Mei Zizhong over for a meal together.

When Mei Zizhong arrived, he was still in a white outfit, looking ethereal and collected. Mu Qingge and Jiang Li exchanged smiles, looking at Mei Zizhong with a teasing gaze.

"What’s wrong?" Mei Zizhong felt somewhat puzzled by their looks, glanced down at himself, and didn’t find anything amiss.

"Nothing, we are just impressed by Brother Mei’s charisma," Mu Qingge praised.

Without exaggeration, Mei Zizhong gave a sense of pure cleanliness and tranquility, like warm sunshine in winter, able to dispel gloom and coldness.

Among the people she had met, he was the one who made her feel the least harmful.

Praised by Mu Qingge, Mei Zizhong’s cheeks blushed with a light red hue, seemingly shy.

Jiang Li, sharp-eyed, noticed this and quickly seized the chance to tease, "Brother Mei, are you shy?"

Her revelation made Mei Zizhong’s face turn even redder.

Standing there, looking helpless, like a bashful young man.

"Hahaha..." Jiang Li couldn’t help but laugh out loud. She always thought Mei Zizhong was quiet, didn’t expect him to have such a cute side.

"Stop teasing Brother Mei," Mu Qingge advised, stopping.

What nonsense!

Jiang Li stopped laughing, gritting her teeth, glaring at Mu Qingge. ’Obviously you started it, okay? You sly fellow! Now you play the good person!’

Mu Qingge only raised her eyebrows at her and said to Mei Zizhong, "Brother Mei, don’t mind it, Jiang Li is always careless. Come and eat, before it gets cold."

Jiang Li’s face turned gloomy, her golden eyes mixed with resentment staring at Mu Qingge.

Unfortunately, Mu Qingge turned a blind eye to her resentment.

Mei Zizhong lightly nodded, his lips maintaining a faint smile, as he walked into the room and sat down at the table.

The breakfast was a light porridge, accompanied by some exquisite pastries and small dishes, perfectly suited to Mei Zizhong’s palate.

"Brother Mei, how is Master?" Mu Qingge casually asked.

Although her Alchemy Skill had nothing to do with Lou Chuanbai, she called him Master nonetheless, as he had helped her somewhat.

Mei Zizhong put down his chopsticks and said to Mu Qingge, "Before leaving, I specifically went to see the Master; he’s well and quite concerned about you."

"Master is thoughtful," Mu Qingge said with a smile.

The three chatted casually and soon finished breakfast.

Just as they tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, a white light fell outside the door and transformed into Bai Xi.

"Hiccup~!"

Bai Xi hiccupped, looking lazy and seemingly very sleepy.

She ignored Jiang Li and Mei Zizhong, heading straight to Mu Qingge’s side, her soft arm coiling around Mu Qingge’s body like a snake, her head weakly leaning against her. "Qingge, I’m so sleepy. Let me go back to sleep. I might breakthrough again."

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, incredibly envious!

To go out to find some food and sense a breakthrough, then sleep and wake up to break through—how amazing!

Her peripheral vision caught Jiang Li also looking envious.

Only Mei Zizhong seemed bewildered, not understanding what was happening.

Mu Qingge smiled slightly at him, raised her hand, and waved Bai Xi into her space.

Mei Zizhong looked at Mu Qingge in shock, unsure what to say.

Mu Qingge coughed lightly, explaining, "Bai Xi is actually transformed from a Spirit Beast; her true form is the Nine Extremes Sky-devouring Python, my Contracted Beast."

Mei Zizhong nodded in understanding, though his usually calm eyes couldn’t hide his shock.

"Brother Mei, what are your plans for today?" Mu Qingge asked.

Yesterday, they hurriedly left for a day, leaving Mei Zizhong alone in the inn; thinking about it, she felt a bit sorry.

Mei Zizhong pondered for a moment before saying, "I originally planned to practice Alchemy, but now that I’m in Middle Ancient Realm, with many unknowns, I thought it better to go out for a walk first."

"That’s a good idea!" Jiang Li laughed. "Qingge has matters today and needs to stay at the inn, so why don’t we explore Chaohan City together and send a message to Zhao Nanxing of the Floating Guest Clan while we’re at it."

Mu Qingge originally intended to deliver the message to Zhao Nanxing herself, but being busy now, Jiang Li took it upon herself.

"Alright," Mei Zizhong agreed with a nod.

Seeing they all had plans, Mu Qingge said no more.

Soon, Mei Zizhong and Jiang Li left the inn, and not long after, Xuan Ya also went out, leaving only Mu Qingge and Xie Ya in the inn’s courtyard.

Mu Qingge waited alone in the room, carefully analyzing the map again but unable to decipher the meaning of the four characters. She had a vague sense that understanding the significance of those four characters would reveal the map’s location.

It was nearing noon when Xie Ya finally arrived with a person wholly wrapped in a cloak, holding a long staff.

Before they approached, Mu Qingge slowly opened her eyes, directly looking at the person holding the staff. ’Here!’ The awaited person had come, making Mu Qingge’s clear eyes even brighter.

"Young Master, the High Priest has arrived," Xie Ya came before Mu Qingge and said.

The person beside her extended a hand, revealing a shriveled palm, and pulled down the hat on his head.

An old face that Mu Qingge was quite familiar with appeared before her.

The High Priest of the Heritage Tribe inclined his left hand, which wasn’t holding the staff, tightly against his chest and bowed to Mu Qingge: "Young Master!"

"Xie Ya, you may leave," Mu Qingge instructed Xie Ya.

Xie Ya pursed her lips, nodded, and retreated while closing the door.

Mu Qingge stood up from her chair and approached the High Priest. Her clear eyes seemed to delve into the depths of his heart to uncover all the secrets hidden there.

However, the High Priest’s expression was calm, his wise eyes conveying a gentle smile as if everything was already understood.

Mu Qingge paced slowly, circled the High Priest, and stood before him again.

Her hands were clasped behind her, her spine straight, exuding authority. Staring at the High Priest, she slowly spoke, "I have obtained the map."

The High Priest’s eyes lit up, his mouth breaking into a smile, "Congratulations, Young Master!"

Mu Qingge was indifferent to his congratulations. She turned, walked back to her original seat, and sat down, her sleeves fluttering, saying to the High Priest: "I asked you to find me; since you’ve arrived, I suppose you’ve guessed my purpose."

"Yes," the High Priest calmly replied, his lips still maintaining a smile.

Mu Qingge gave a barely perceptible nod, "If so, to save me the trouble, High Priest, please go ahead."

"I have already informed the Young Master about the matters concerning the Mu Clan," the High Priest slowly said.

"Then tell me something unknown, or rather something your clan kept from me," Mu Qingge’s eyes squinted slightly, her tone growing colder.

The High Priest smiled slightly, glancing around before speaking to Mu Qingge: "Young Master, I’m old now, may I sit down to talk?"

"Feel free," Mu Qingge replied.

He walked over to the seat closest to Mu Qingge and sat down.

After a moment of silence, he said, "The origins of the Mu Clan, I have already briefed the Young Master. Long ago, the Mu Clan was a top power on the Divine Demon Continent—strong, brave, and noble. Because of this, many pledged allegiance, willing to serve under the Mu Clan and fight alongside them."

Finally, the High Priest began his narrative, his eyes revealing traces of nostalgia for a grand era.

That nostalgia made Mu Qingge feel he had emerged and survived from that era!

But is that possible?

Moreover, the Mu Clan descended from the Divine Demon Continent? Meaning their homeland is the Divine Demon Continent! Si Mo managed to live for thousands of years; how long has this High Priest lived?

For a person living that long, how powerful must he be?

The more she thought about it, the more Mu Qingge was shocked.

"...Unfortunately, the Mu Clan was too upright and eventually met their end," the High Priest regretfully said.

"Too rigid leads to breakage?" Mu Qingge murmured.

This unintentional comment penetrated the High Priest’s ears, and his wise and aged eyes suddenly emitted a dazzling glow. He nodded: "The Young Master is spot on; too rigid leads to breakage. The Mu Clan was so powerful that many feared them. However, their defects were quite evident. In the Mu Clan’s eyes, right and wrong were too absolute. Their strength made them confidently believe they could control people’s hearts. They thought showing leniency to those who acknowledge and correct their mistakes would make them change sincerely, believing no one dared to challenge the Mu Clan’s dignity!"

Mu Qingge’s eyes bore a hint of mockery.

Overconfidence is arrogance. She slowly said, "In your eyes, the Mu Clan’s demise may have been due to betrayal or slander. But to me, it was self-inflicted."

The High Priest stiffened, stunned by Mu Qingge’s words.

"Self-inflicted! Self-inflicted..." The High Priest kept repeating the phrase, his face suddenly showing a trace of relief. He suddenly stood up, bowed deeply to Mu Qingge, and sincerely said, "Young Master, you are the only one who has seen through the truth all these years."

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