Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 642

Chapter 642: Chapter 77: Whoever Dares Harm Her, I’ll Kill Them!

"Where are Xuewu and Yichen rushing off to?" King Sang Shun fixed his gaze on Sang Lanruo, with a faint pressure in his deep eyes.

Sang Lanruo lowered her head, her tone calm, "I instructed them to take care of some matters."

King Sang Shun’s eyes fell on Sang Lanruo’s pale cheeks, a complex emotion surfacing in his gaze. After a while, he spoke with difficulty, "Lanruo, do you feel unwell?"

Sang Lanruo raised her head, looking at her father.

For some reason, she suddenly noticed that the frost at her father’s temples seemed a bit whiter, and there was a hint of exhaustion between his brows.

"I’m fine." She answered lightly.

However, this answer failed to ease King Sang Shun’s heart. He looked at his only daughter and said, "Tomorrow, I’ll find some pharmacists to check on you."

He thought of finding a pharmacist to examine his daughter’s health. If the situation was as bad as Mu Qingge described, he would personally go to the East Continent once to seek an elixir from the Alchemy Institute.

"No need, I’m fine." Sang Lanruo shook her head, refusing.

"Lanruo, just listen to your father this once." King Sang Shun rarely used a pleading tone.

Sang Lanruo looked at her father in confusion, moving a few steps closer, and asked, "I’m fine, why see a pharmacist?"

"Lanruo..." King Sang Shun hesitated to speak.

"Father." Suddenly, Sang Lanruo called out. This long-lost address made King Sang Shun tremble all over, his eyes warm and misty.

"What did you call me?" How long had it been? How long had the barrier existed between father and daughter? He hadn’t heard Sang Lanruo call him ’father’ for so long.

"Father." Sang Lanruo looked at her father with guilt on her face, tears falling from her eyes. "I am not a good daughter, nor a good mother. For all these years, I’ve been immersed in pain, relying on you to take care of Xuewu and Yichen. Lanruo is here, grateful to my father."

As she spoke, she knelt on the ground, kowtowing three times to King Sang Shun.

King Sang Shun looked at her, his expression complex. At this moment, he put aside his dignity as family head, reaching out to help Sang Lanruo up. "What are you doing?"

However, Sang Lanruo refused to stand. She rejected her father’s support, merely looking up at him, pleading with her tone, "Father, Lanruo is unfilial. For years, I have never fulfilled my duties as a daughter. Now, I want to ask you to agree to let Xuewu and Yichen acknowledge their ancestry. Rest assured, they have been nurtured by the Sang family, and with Sang family blood in their veins, they would never do anything to betray the Sang family."

"Didn’t I say in the main hall before, regardless of whether their surname is Mu or Sang, they are my grandchildren. When have I ever gone back on my word?" King Sang Shun said.

He advised, "Get up first, the ground is too cold, it’s bad for your health."

"Thank you, father." Sang Lanruo said, as she kowtowed three more times to King Sang Shun.

This made King Sang Shun frown with worry, unable to help but ask, "What’s wrong with you today? You look utterly disheartened. Isn’t it that Mu Liancheng was taken away, and you plan to leave me and go with him?"

As he spoke, there was a sternness in his tone.

If Sang Lanruo intended to seek death, he would never allow it!

"Dad..." Sang Lanruo softly called, the smile on her lips carrying a somber beauty. "Don’t worry, I won’t do anything foolish."

"You’re not going to kill yourself, so do you intend to slowly wear yourself to death then?" King Sang Shun said angrily.

How could he not understand his daughter’s nature?

These years, Mu Liancheng’s revival was her only hope to live on. Now that Mu Liancheng was taken away, what a huge blow it was to Sang Lanruo?

Perhaps, from today onwards, her will to survive would continue to fade.

If you’re so reluctant, why did you agree?" Anger surged like a wave in King Sang Shun’s heart. "If you want to die, I’ll just capture that bastard who wants to force his own mother and make her return Mu Liancheng to you!"

"No! Don’t!" Sang Lanruo hurriedly stopped him.

She lunged forward, grabbing King Sang Shun’s hem, pleading, "Don’t go looking for her. She didn’t force me, I came to terms with it myself. With Liancheng by my side, I already have no way to save him. But Ge’er has a way, she said so."

"She’s been so ruthless to you, yet you keep speaking for her!" King Sang Shun said in a voice filled with hatred and pain.

Sang Lanruo loved her child; how could he not love his own child?

Sang Lanruo slowly shook her head, "It’s my fault, she hates and blames me, and that’s as it should be."

"You!" King Sang Shun pointed at her, but was too angry to speak.

With a flick of his sleeves in anger, King Sang Shun said, "If you don’t want me to trouble her, you must promise me to live well. No thoughts of harming yourself and no tormenting yourself. Tomorrow, I’ll have the pharmacist come over to help nurse your health. You shouldn’t stay in this place either; move to another courtyard and recuperate properly."

"Father, I can promise to see the pharmacist. But, I will not move." Sang Lanruo said.

"Whom do you get this stubbornness from?" King Sang Shun exclaimed.

Sang Lanruo lowered her eyes and remained silent.

From whom? She didn’t know if it was from her father or her mother.

"Sigh..." King Sang Shun slowly said, "Your eldest daughter has a stubborn nature, no less than yours. She won’t acknowledge you now, so don’t think about it anymore."

Sang Lanruo pressed her lips in silence. How could she not think about it? The daughter she had hoped for nineteen years had finally appeared before her. Even if the other party wouldn’t forgive or acknowledge her, she couldn’t stop thinking about this daughter.

"I gave her a chance, but she didn’t appreciate it. I came here to tell you that if she asks you to give her the Sang family’s Artifact Refining Technique, you must not succumb to guilt and pass it on in secret, going against the ancestral teachings. You know how severe the consequences are." This was one of King Sang Shun’s reasons for coming, fearing that Sang Lanruo would do something foolish out of softheartedness, and even he wouldn’t be able to protect her then.

For those who pass the Artifact Refining Technique in secret and those who receive it, the Sang family has extremely harsh punishments, far more than merely taking one’s own life in atonement.

He was worried that Mu Qingge, having met with obstacles from him, would directly find Sang Lanruo and use elixirs to exchange for the Artifact Refining Technique. And that Sang Lanruo, out of guilt, would agree.

However, as soon as he said this, he noticed something was wrong.

Sang Lanruo was too silent, somewhat unusual.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he exclaimed, "You’ve already given it to her!"

"No." Sang Lanruo’s gaze avoided King Sang Shun’s stare. She had thought she could delay for some time, but hadn’t expected her father to come so soon and bring up this matter.

But King Sang Shun didn’t believe it, and instantly rushed to Sang Lanruo, asking with a shocked expression, "Tell me, did you tell her?"

Sang Lanruo raised her head and looked at her father. In his eyes, it seemed he had already decided the answer. She bit her lip, "Father, this is the only thing I can do for Ge’er. Please grant me this."

Bang!

King Sang Shun suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, his body swaying. His face turned deathly pale, and he looked at Sang Lanruo with heartache, "How could I have such a daughter? As the head of the Sang family, how can I shield you?"

"Daughter knows she’s committed a grave mistake, so she never intended to escape punishment. Please, father, punish me according to the ancestral teachings. Daughter will never have a word of complaint, only begging you to spare Ge’er. She doesn’t even know that what I gave her was the Artifact Refining Technique; she’s innocent. Please just punish me alone!" Sang Lanruo pleaded bitterly.

"Fate, this fate..." King Sang Shun closed his eyes in pain. He slowly said, "Do you know what the punishment for such actions is according to the ancestral teachings?"

Sang Lanruo remained calm and said, "A hundred lashes, cut with axe and sword, thrown into the Refining Furnace, never to be seen again."

With each sentence she uttered, King Sang Shun stepped back a little. Finally, he leaned against the edge of the table, as if all his strength had been drained, slumping down with a voice as pained as bleeding, "You asking me to punish you this way is tearing at my heart!"

"Father, it’s the daughter’s filial impiety." Sang Lanruo closed her eyes in agony. How could she not know how this would harm King Sang Shun? But she had no choice. She had never given her daughter anything, and now knowing she wanted the Artifact Refining Technique, she couldn’t not do this.

"Father, Lanruo has been unruly and difficult to teach since she was a child, always acting impulsively. Even after becoming a wife and a mother, she remained true to her nature, disregarding the feelings of others. Father, this life, Lanruo can’t change this character; please indulge me once more, just one last time, will you?" Sang Lanruo said, tears streaming down her face.

A tear rolled down from the corner of King Sang Shun’s eye. He murmured, "In the end, you still want to die, you still want to abandon me, your father."

Sang Lanruo closed her eyes in pain, tears flowing endlessly. She did not want to die; her daughter had yet to call her mother, she had not yet seen her husband revive, and her children had not grown up; how could she be willing to die? Even if she was tormented day and night by such heartache, she wouldn’t easily speak of death. But if this was the only way to bring fulfillment, she wouldn’t back down either.

"You treat her this way, but do you know that she is aware of your illness yet refuses to save you? Do you know that your most cherished daughter, before you came to the main hall today, proposed to me to exchange the elixir that could save you for the Sang family’s Artifact Refining Technique? After I refused, she simply stormed off, never mentioning it again." King Sang Shun said in heartache.

He wanted to berate Sang Lanruo to awaken her to the fact that it was not worth it.

However, Sang Lanruo just responded with an indifferent smile, "This child is smarter than her father, which brings me peace."

"You!" King Sang Shun felt the breath caught in his chest, causing him pain.

Sang Lanruo looked at him and slowly said, "In father’s heart, as the head of the Sang family, personal interests cannot be prioritized. Refusing Ge’er is righteousness, Lanruo understands. In Ge’er’s heart, she never acknowledged me as her mother; to her, I’m just a stranger. Seizing the opportunity to negotiate with father, isn’t that the most normal thing? How could I be disheartened, how could I blame her?"

King Sang Shun looked at her with grief, his tightly pressed lips faintly trembling.

"Cough, cough..." Suddenly, Sang Lanruo started coughing violently.

"Lanruo!" King Sang Shun hurriedly supported her, pulling her up from the ground.

When she lifted her head, he noticed blood staining the corner of her lips.

The stark blood crimson made King Sang Shun’s eyes reflect shock and heartbreak. "I’ll go find a pharmacist right away!"

"Father." Sang Lanruo tightly grasped his wrist, shaking her head. "Father, promise me. Fulfill this last wish for me. In this life, during my childhood, I lived rebelliously and carefree, growing under your protection. In my youth, I met the love of my life. Although we were together for only a few short years, it was enough for me to dedicate my life. But these nineteen years have been extremely painful. Father, I am a little tired. In this life, I wasn’t a good daughter, a good wife, or a good mother. I only hope in the next life, I can still be your daughter and repay the kindness you have shown me. In the next life, I will obediently listen to you, alright?"

Every word Sang Lanruo spoke felt as if it was tearing King Sang Shun’s heart apart.

He could pretend ignorance and conceal this matter. However, if he did so, he wouldn’t be fit to remain the head of the Sang Family. And in the future, if Mu Qingge refined weapons using the Sang Clan’s Artifact Refining Technique, she would also be pursued by the entire Sang Clan.

Sang Lanruo wanted to shoulder this matter alone, hoping it would end with her and not involve Mu Qingge.

"Are you sure you want this?" King Sang Shun asked with a trembling voice.

Sang Lanruo smiled gracefully, "I am your daughter, and now the Sang Family is in peril. If Father doesn’t execute me according to the law, it might cause discord among the clan. Teaching Qingge the Artifact Refining Technique is the only thing I can do for her. And taking the responsibility for this matter is the only thing I can do for Father. In the future, Father can better manage the Sang Family and quell those discontent voices in the clan." Over the years, she lived in seclusion but it didn’t mean she was unaware; many people in the clan were already dissatisfied with her father’s indulgence towards her.

If this time, she was executed according to the law, it would make managing the Sang Family smoother for King Sang Shun, and perhaps, the Sang Family might have a chance to rise again.

King Sang Shun painfully closed his eyes, this decision had wrestled in his mind for a long time.

Finally, he shouted, "Someone, Sang Lanruo wants to secretly teach the Sang Family’s Artifact Refining Technique, take her away, escort her to the clan grounds, and hold a public trial in front of the clan members on a chosen day!"

After shouting these words, his face, along with his neck, turned a deep shade of purple, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

"Thank you for fulfilling my last wish, Father." Sang Lanruo gave him a brilliant smile.

...

"What are you doing here?" Mu Qingge gripped the papers in her hand tightly, looking at Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen with a slightly darkened gaze.

"Boss, we finally caught up to you. Mother wants us to take you away from Fusha City, saying she’s worried that some people in the Sang Family might be unfavorable to you, and wants us to escort you to a safe place. Also, take this chance to visit the Linchuan Mu Mansion." Mu Yichen spoke quickly.

Mu Xuewu also nodded, "Boss, although you don’t acknowledge Mother right now, we are still family, and that fact won’t change."

Their words made Mu Qingge’s face darken.

Her unpleasant expression left Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen confused, wondering if they had said something they shouldn’t have.

’These two idiots! It’s clear that Sang Lanruo wants to send them away, out of the Sang Family,’ Mu Qingge angrily thought to herself.

Upon seeing the Artifact Refining Technique from the Sang Family hidden among the things Sang Lanruo gave her, she already sensed that something was amiss.

The appearance of Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen only confirmed her suspicion.

What would be the consequences of secretly passing on the Artifact Refining Technique? Just seeing how King Sang Shun was willing to give up on seeking treatment for Sang Lanruo from her, one could judge that the punishment wouldn’t be trivial.

"Young Master, is something the matter?" Mu Chen noticed Mu Qingge’s abnormal demeanor and asked.

"There is indeed a bit of an issue." Mu Qingge replied solemnly.

She held the Artifact Refining Technique given by Sang Lanruo, but her heart was unwilling to accept her kindness.

’Return it, as long as it hasn’t been discovered yet.’ Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, making her decision. If she wanted the Sang Family’s Artifact Refining Technique, she would find her own way, without needing Sang Lanruo’s help.

However, before she could act, a low horn sounded suddenly in Fusha City.

Upon hearing this sound, Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen’s faces changed immediately.

"This is the sound calling for the Sang Family to gather." Mu Xuewu said to Mu Qingge.

"It must be something significant; otherwise, this horn wouldn’t be blown." Mu Yichen added.

Mu Qingge’s heart sank, silently thinking: ’Looks like it has been discovered.’

Now she faced two choices: either leave Fusha City before the Sang Family pursued her, or return to the Sang Family.

A sharp glint appeared in Mu Qingge’s clear gaze as she brushed past Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen.

"Young Master, where are you going?" Mu Peng asked, puzzled by her actions.

"To the Sang Family." Mu Qingge replied without pausing her steps, leaving behind only those two inexplicable words for everyone.

...

In the closed carriage around her, Sang Lanruo’s eyes were swollen and red as she bit her lower lip, looking at King Sang Shun with fierce eyes.

King Sang Shun stood outside the carriage, ignoring her fierce gaze, and slowly said, "Lanruo, don’t blame Father. You are my daughter, and I don’t want you to die just like that. The horn has been sounded; if she is with Xuewu and the others, they will understand what it means. If she returns for you, I will protect you both, even if I have to give up being the head of the family. But if she hardens her heart and doesn’t come, then Father can only look on as you are thrown into the Refining Furnace."

"If Ge’er suffers any harm, I will hate you for all eternity..." Sang Lanruo said hoarsely.

She had originally thought her father would agree to her plan and deal with her after ensuring Mu Qingge left Fusha City safely. But unexpectedly, he immediately sounded the horn to summon the entire clan.

Within an hour, all members of the Sang Clan in Fusha City would gather together.

"Hate me if you must. Even if you hate Father, I have to do it," King Sang Shun said, turning away to leave.

...

Mu Qingge suddenly decided to return to the Sang Family, leaving everyone confused.

However, the horn indicated a major incident in the Sang Family, Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen couldn’t leave at this moment either.

The group hurriedly returned to the Sang Family but found the estate gates closed as if no one remained inside.

"They must have gone to the clan grounds!" Mu Xuewu turned to Mu Qingge.

"Clan grounds?" Mu Qingge frowned.

Mu Xuewu nodded, explaining, "If a matter arises that requires the entire clan’s participation, it will be resolved at the clan grounds. Only there can accommodate the tens of thousands of Sang family members." Even now, with the decline of the Sang Family, the clan members surnamed Sang, plus those of dependent surnames, numbered nearly a hundred thousand.

At its peak, the number of foreign clan members drawn by fame to the Sang Family numbered several hundred thousands, even millions.

It was the most glorious era of the Ancient Clan!

"Where is the clan grounds?" Mu Qingge asked.

"It’s a distance away from the Sang Family mansion," Mu Xuewu said.

"Let’s go there," Mu Qingge declared immediately.

"Boss, what on earth has happened?" Mu Yichen asked, perplexed.

Mu Qingge spoke solemnly, "When I left the Sang Family, hidden within the scroll Sang Lanruo gave me was the Sang Clan’s Artifact Refining Technique."

"What!"

"What!"

Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen exclaimed in shock.

"Then this horn signifies the revelation, and Mother has been captured! Secretly passing down the family’s Artifact Refining Technique warrants not only whipping but also brutal torture before being thrown into the Refining Furnace, burned to ashes!" Mu Xuewu said, her face turning pale.

Mu Yichen’s face also went pale, as he gathered Spiritual Power beneath his feet and disappeared from view.

"Boss, we must hurry over there," Mu Xuewu urged Mu Qingge.

"Young Master, this is the Sang Family’s affair. If we go like this, it might make things worse!" Mu Chen stood in front of Mu Qingge to stop her.

With a clear and cold gaze, Mu Qingge looked at him, firmly saying, "This matter involves me; I have the responsibility to handle it." If she did not go, Sang Lanruo might indeed die just like that. She would then owe her for a lifetime.

Even if she obtained the Sang Family’s Artifact Refining Technique, could she use it?

Bypassing Mu Chen, Mu Qingge left with Mu Xuewu.

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