Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 639

Chapter 639: Chapter 74: What I Want Is Your Life!

After so many years, Sang Lanruo’s heart once again felt a pain that seemed to penetrate her bones.

It was even more painful than when she received the news of her husband’s death in battle back in the day. Nineteen years of longing had finally led her to see the daughter she had thought of day and night, only to suddenly realize that to her daughter... she was merely a stranger.

’I’m used to handling my own matters myself.’

Mu Qingge’s words echoed in Sang Lanruo’s ears for a long time, piercing her heart like arrows. ’Is she blaming me for years of neglect and indifference? Is she telling me that she’s no longer the child who used to cling to her mother?’

Sang Lanruo grabbed her collar tightly, her fingers faintly turning pale.

Her tightly bitten lips already had traces of blood, yet she was oblivious, only staring at Mu Qingge filled with guilt.

"There’s no point in more words, Mu Luofeng, come out," Mu Qingge said to Mu Luofeng.

Mu Luofeng suddenly felt a chill down his spine and said to her, "What do you want to do?"

Mu Qingge sneered, "What? You think you can just walk away from what you’ve done?"

"No! It wasn’t me!" Mu Luofeng refuted helplessly. At this moment, his continuous denial, his persistence, had become disgraceful after Su Nuannuan’s appearance.

"Luofeng! Be honest with me, did you commit this shameful act? Did you defile Miss Su’s purity?" Mu Chen angrily reprimanded.

He was truly disappointed, so disappointed that he didn’t know how to scold Mu Luofeng.

"Uncle, you must believe me..." Mu Luofeng’s eyes flickered, not even daring to look at Mu Chen.

"Look into my eyes and speak!" Mu Chen shouted at him. His stern voice made Mu Luofeng finally gather the courage to look up at him, yet he couldn’t hide the guilt in his eyes.

Mu Chen captured that slight guilt, allowing him to understand the truth in his heart.

He painfully stated, "If it’s true that you did all of this, today, you must apologize to Young Master Qingge in front of everyone. You must accept punishment or penalty without resistance. As for Miss Su, I will decide that you marry her, and you must be devoted to her without any betrayal, or else I will not spare you."

"What! Uncle, you want me to bow to Mu Qingge? And marry someone who’s fallen from grace?" Mu Luofeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Don’t expect me to marry the shameless person who defiled my purity. I just want to kill him with my own hands to avenge myself!" Su Nuannuan’s eyes turned red as she voiced her opposition after hearing Mu Chen’s words.

Both spoke simultaneously, and Mu Luofeng’s words ’fallen from grace’ almost pierced her so much, she wanted to rush over and tear the flesh off his body.

Mu Qingge sneered, "Mu Chen, isn’t your solution a bit too straightforward?"

Mu Chen’s expression showed a trace of struggle, and he said to Mu Luofeng, "Shut up! At this point, what else do you want to say?" Saying that, he grabbed Mu Luofeng’s hand and said to Mu Qingge, "Today, I’ll sever one of his hands as an apology to Young Master Qingge." He wanted to save Mu Luofeng’s life, but Mu Luofeng couldn’t grasp his good intentions.

"Uncle, you’re crazy! You can’t cut off my hand. If you sever my hand, how can I continue cultivating? How can I lead the Mu Clan back to its peak?" Mu Luofeng exclaimed in fear, struggling desperately to withdraw his hand.

Mu Chen closed his eyes in pain.

A person who committed such a serious crime as Mu Luofeng did... Why speak of leading the Mu Clan back to its peak? Just saving his life was already considering their years of companionship.

In the competition for the position of the Mu Clan’s Young Master, Mu Luofeng had already lost his eligibility; could he not see this?

Those of the Mu Clan lineage could never endorse someone with a blemish on their character for the position of Young Master, let alone against Mu Qingge who was right there.

"Mu Chen! Dare you act against me? Don’t forget, I am your master! Instead of protecting me, you actually conspire with outsiders to harm me. Are you loyal to me? To the Mu Clan? I understand, I understood long ago... You just favor that boy and despise me, right? You can’t wait to see me dead and then pledge allegiance to him, is that it? Hmph, you’re all a bunch of traitors, what Mu Clan, what loyalty, just a bunch of bastards!" Mu Luofeng cursed recklessly in desperation, unable to break free.

His words initially targeted Mu Chen, alienating Mu Peng and others from him. But later, when he insulted the Mu Clan, their fury was immediately ignited.

While Mu Luofeng cursed the Mu Clan, Mu Chen suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Shut up!" His other hand swiftly rose, golden spiritual power entwined on his palm, yet halting above Mu Luofeng’s forehead.

That palm strike, if unleashed, would probably kill Mu Luofeng by bleeding through his seven orifices.

’Golden Realm!’ Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed. She observed Mu Chen revealing his cultivation level and pondered: ’If this old thing wants to stop me from killing, I might have to release Hou to stand firm.’

She never considered that this was Sang Family territory, and despite their downfall, they surely had Golden Realm experts stationed here. Nor did she think of seeking help from the Sang Family if faced with obstacles.

Mu Chen’s hand, though not yet fallen, had scared Mu Luofeng into consciousness.

His face turned pale, and he dropped to his knees on the ground, begging him, "Uncle, I was wrong! Luofeng admits his mistake. I shouldn’t have said that. Luofeng promises you, as long as you don’t cut off my hand, I will definitely amend my ways, focus on cultivation, and not let you down. Please save me, I don’t want to lose my hand!"

"I don’t want your hand," said Mu Qingge coldly after watching for a long time.

Her words made Mu Luofeng stop crying, and Mu Chen also turned to look at her.

Mu Qingge turned her gaze, her clear eyes gleamed with a cold, indifferent light, and she said firmly, "What I want is your life."

What I want is your life!

The seven words were said so casually, yet they hit the hearts of everyone present like stones.

Sang Yichen was so moved by Mu Qingge’s arrogant demeanor that he showed a hint of admiration. King Sang Shun looked at Mu Qingge with a more inquisitive and thoughtful gaze.

Both Mu Chen and Mu Peng were stunned, a sense of powerlessness rising from their hearts.

In Su Nuannuan’s heart, however, there was a sense of satisfaction.

"No! You can’t kill me!" Mu Luofeng crawled up from the ground and backed away.

Mu Qingge ignored him and instead spoke to the High Priest, "Among the Mu Clan candidates, they are competitors, leading to a result where it’s either you die or I perish, isn’t that right?"

The High Priest smiled faintly, the wisdom in his eyes already understanding Mu Qingge’s purpose.

He stepped forward, addressing Mu Qingge respectfully, "Yes, Young Master."

"Who are you?" Mu Peng asked.

The High Priest raised his eyes to him, smiled faintly, and replied, "You may call me the Descendant, or the Tianluo One."

"You are the Tianluo One!" Mu Peng’s tone was filled with shock.

As descendants of the Mu Clan, both he and Mu Chen knew what the Tianluo One represented. They knew that there was once a Tianluo One who followed the Mu Clan’s direct lineage to the direction of Linchuan.

However, they never expected that the Tianluo One, who held a special status in the Mu Clan, had already acknowledged Mu Qingge as their master and was even accompanying her.

Mu Peng was shocked, and so was Mu Chen.

He withdrew his hand and respectfully bowed to the High Priest, "Mu Chen greets the Tianluo One." The Tianluo One, the Tianluo One... In the Mu Clan, the Tianluo One is practically a figure of supreme authority!

Tianluo One?

King Sang Shun listened silently on the side, feeling unfamiliar with the term. Meanwhile, he also sensed the uniqueness of this granddaughter.

The High Priest nodded slightly; his status was enough to maintain his dignity before Mu Chen and the others.

"If that’s the case, can he refuse my challenge at this moment?" Mu Qingge asked again.

The High Priest slowly shook his head, smiling, "He cannot refuse, otherwise he will lose his qualification to compete."

"Very well." Mu Qingge’s mouth curved into a mocking smile as she looked at Mu Luofeng.

Mu Luofeng also understood that he couldn’t refuse Mu Qingge’s challenge. If he did refuse, it would mean losing everything he currently had and being reverted to his original state.

’I have mastered skills, even if I leave, what is there to fear?’ Mu Luofeng comforted himself internally.

Without consulting Mu Chen or the others, he directly said, "I refuse! I won’t fight you!"

Mu Chen and Mu Peng turned to him in disbelief.

They couldn’t believe Mu Luofeng didn’t even have the courage to battle! Such a coward, is he really of Mu Family bloodline?

Having shouted this, Mu Luofeng immediately straightened his back and said to Mu Chen and Mu Peng, "What are you looking at? From now on, I have nothing to do with any of you. Do you still want to control me?"

With that, he looked at a few guards and said to them, "Whoever wants to come with me, I promise you will enjoy wealth and beauty in the future, rather than hiding in the wilderness with coarse meals and tough living."

He actually wanted to incite Mu Chen’s guards to defect with him!

Unfortunately, none of those guards moved and only looked at him with disdain.

"I’m afraid you can’t guarantee anything," Mu Qingge said, her clear eyes full of sarcasm.

Mu Luofeng was startled, looking at her and anxiously said, "What do you want to do? I’ve already refused your challenge, and I’m not competing with you for the position of the Mu Clan Young Master anymore. What else do you want?"

"Are you thinking the problem is too simple?" Mu Qingge sneered, slowly approaching him. At this time, the guards who originally surrounded and protected him all withdrew from their positions, making way for Mu Qingge, even Mu Chen and Mu Peng only stood silently without saying a word.

Mu Qingge’s gradual approach made Mu Luofeng sense something was amiss.

"Without that layer of status, it’s even easier for me to kill you." Mu Qingge stepped in front of him, coldly speaking these words to him. "I don’t even have to bother with a challenge."

"You!" Mu Luofeng’s eyes widened, unwilling to believe everything Mu Qingge said.

However, Mu Qingge didn’t give him another chance. She suddenly struck, grabbing Mu Luofeng’s lapel, and forcefully flung him, directly swinging him up and throwing him behind her.

"Ah—!" In mid-air, Mu Luofeng’s cry of shock echoed.

He crashed heavily in the middle of the Sang Family’s plaza, far from the protection of Mu Chen and the others. Mu Qingge’s strength was not small; with this throw, Mu Luofeng’s spine nearly broke upon landing, and even the ground beneath him shattered.

This throw was truly satisfying!

Even the unrelated members of the Sang Family felt a great sense of relief!

Mainly because Mu Luofeng was truly hateful and annoying.

Moreover, he had no self-awareness.

"Ah... my bones..." Mu Luofeng lay on the ground, wailing. In Mu Qingge’s hands, he didn’t even have the strength to resist.

Su Nuannuan saw her enemy right in front of her and wanted to step forward to exact her revenge but was held back by Jiang Li. "Don’t rush, it’s not your turn yet." Her lovely Qingge hadn’t finished yet; how could she let Su Nuannuan kill this guy with one stroke?

Su Nuannuan restrained her steps, gripping the sword hilt, her hatred made the long sword tremble slightly.

In the midst of Mu Luofeng’s wailing, Mu Qingge turned slowly. In a flash, she moved from her previous position to beside Mu Luofeng.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking down at Mu Luofeng lying on the ground, her clear eyes revealing disdain and coldness.

She stepped forward, landing on Mu Luofeng’s wrist.

"Ah!" His wrist was suddenly stepped on, and Mu Luofeng let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Mu Qingge, however, coldly chuckled, spiritual power poured in from the sole of her foot, forcefully entering Mu Luofeng’s body.

Suddenly, the sound of an explosion came from Mu Luofeng’s body.

Between his legs, a blood flower burst in front of everyone. Immediately, Mu Luofeng’s extremely painful screams echoed throughout the wide estate of the Sang Family.

This vicious move made the young men present involuntarily clench their legs and look at Mu Qingge with pale faces, their eyes full of fear.

Yet Mu Qingge seemed totally unaware of how shocking her actions were at this moment.

She exerted force again through her foot, this time pouring even more spiritual power into Mu Luofeng’s body.

Bang, bang, bang—!

One blood flower after another burst everywhere on Mu Luofeng’s body. In the end, he didn’t even have the strength to scream, only able to continuously spit out blood foam.

"Just kill me—! Kill me!" Mu Luofeng, unable to bear the pain, shouted at Mu Qingge with his last ounce of strength.

Mu Chen couldn’t bear it, and said, "If you want to kill him, just kill him, why torment him like this?"

Mu Qingge merely replied indifferently, "I heard he also offended the Sang Family, since I’m using the Sang Family’s place and preventing them from getting their revenge, naturally I must do something to let the Sang Family vent their anger."

These words made King Sang Shun’s eyes sparkle, looking at Mu Qingge with a gaze full of indescribable significance.

"Great! That’s the way to torment him to death!" Sang Yichen cheered on from the side. His boss was so mighty!

Sang Lanruo was also taken aback, the previous feeling of humiliation when teased by Mu Luofeng flooded her heart again.

"Mother, sister is venting for you." Sang Xuewu whispered in her ear.

Sang Lanruo tightly pressed her lips together and nodded slowly. Her gaze towards Mu Qingge was incredibly gentle.

"Well done! Well done!"

"Well done!"

The guards of the Sang Family echoed the shout.

The cries from the crowd left Mu Chen speechless, and he looked at Mu Luofeng’s miserable state, as if he had instantly aged several years.

Amidst these calls, Mu Qingge lowered her eyes, looked at the bloodstained Mu Luofeng, and softly asked, "Do you want to die?"

Mu Luofeng looked at her in horror, feeling as if the Mu Qingge before him had transformed into a devil—merciless and inhumane! If he were to endure such torture continuously, he’d rather die peacefully.

Mu Luofeng desperately nodded, preferring death over further torment.

Mu Qingge, however, smiled at him like a demon, "Confess the truth, and I promise not to torture you anymore."

"I... I’ll talk... I’ll talk..." Mu Luofeng hurriedly said, "It was me. I was jealous of you for winning the servant and being surrounded by beauties, and upon hearing Mu Chen and Mu Peng discuss that you excel in everything over me, I felt unwilling and wanted to cause you trouble. Then, I encountered the young lady of the Su Family. I had always had an interest in her, and seeing her enter the reeds alone, I intended to defile her, so I could satisfy my wishes and frame you for it. With luck, you might even die at the hands of the Su and Yan families. It was all me, all my doing! Kill me, just stop torturing me, I can’t take it anymore!"

He finally admitted, finally revealed what happened that day.

Su Nuannuan couldn’t stop her tears, and the complex emotions overwhelmed Mu Chen and the others.

In contrast, the falsely accused Mu Qingge showed no signs of joy from clearing the accusation, as if Mu Luofeng’s confession meant nothing to her.

She looked at Mu Chen and said, "This skill for wrongdoing, you taught him, didn’t you?"

Mu Chen’s body trembled, his eyes painfully shut. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "Mu Peng, destroy his cultivation."

Although, at this moment, stripping his cultivation might no longer matter, he understood Mu Qingge’s intention was to torment Mu Luofeng and gradually reclaim what he had.

Mu Peng’s face tightened as he walked towards Mu Luofeng, and under Mu Luofeng’s terrified gaze, he struck his dantian with a palm, shattering the place storing spiritual power and destroying all his cultivation.

"Ah—!" Mu Luofeng let out a painful scream. The agony of having his cultivation stripped surpassed any torment he previously suffered from Mu Qingge.

It was not only physical pain but also the agony of seeing years of effort destroyed.

"Mu Qingge, you lied to me! You said if I admitted everything, you wouldn’t torture me anymore!" Mu Luofeng lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move, venting his hatred with angry words.

However, Mu Qingge calmly replied, "I only said I wouldn’t torture you. Just now, it wasn’t by my hand." After speaking, she smiled at him.

This smile sent chills down Mu Luofeng’s spine.

He regretted it, regretted provoking Mu Qingge and antagonizing her!

"Miss Su, it’s your turn." Mu Qingge looked at Su Nuannuan and said.

Su Nuannuan finally awaited this moment, she stepped forward with her sword, and as she passed by Mu Qingge, the latter whispered in her ear, "He has already lost his cultivation, his meridians are shattered, even immortals can’t save him, don’t be afraid."

Su Nuannuan lifted her head, gratefully looking at her, nodding firmly.

Only then did Mu Peng, standing nearby, realize why Mu Qingge went through the needless task of stripping Mu Luofeng’s cultivation—she wanted to ensure Su Nuannuan’s safety during her revenge.

She passed by Su Nuannuan and stopped beside Jiang Li.

Jiang Li chuckled lowly, teasing, "You’re quite meticulous." Being Mu Qingge’s close confidant, how could she not see through her intention behind stripping Mu Luofeng’s cultivation?

But Mu Qingge simply smiled softly, "I promised her that once Mu Luofeng was caught, I would let her decide his fate, naturally I must ensure her comprehensive protection."

"Ah, you—like this. I might not be able to resist falling in love with you, let alone those other women who don’t know the situation?" Jiang Li shook her head helplessly.

Mu Qingge had an enchantment that could easily make both men and women irresistibly drawn to her.

Su Nuannuan approached Mu Luofeng, glaring fiercely at the man who brought her so much harm. Now, finally able to exact revenge, the resentment bottled up within her surged to be released.

"Ah—!" she shouted as if venting, her hands grasping the sword hilt, raising it high, and fiercely stabbing towards Mu Luofeng’s body.

She did not choose vital spots but targeted areas that wouldn’t cause immediate death.

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