Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822: Chapter 257: Amazing, Qingge!

The rosy glow lasted for as long as a stick of incense before it slowly dissipated.

The dean of the Alchemy Institute slowly walked out the door, where many Alchemy Masters were already waiting for him on the steps.

"Dean."

"Dean."

"Dean!"

As soon as he appeared, everyone called out in unison.

"Has someone gained insight into the Twelve Pill Paths?" he asked casually.

The dean of the Alchemy Institute, with an immortal demeanor, white hair fluttering, and a wide robe billowed by the breeze, seemed ready to ride the wind at any moment.

The Alchemy Masters standing below him were revered both inside and outside the Alchemy Institute.

However, at this moment, in his presence, they all showed respectfulness.

Upon hearing his words, someone stepped forward, saluting, "Dean, yes."

"Oh? This is indeed a joyful event for our Alchemy Institute. Among this generation of disciples, besides Xinghai, no one else has been able to comprehend the Twelve Pill Paths." The dean of the Alchemy Institute smiled kindly, his gaze wandering over them, "Which of your students is the talented one?"

Yet, this question caused those Alchemy Masters to become awkward and slightly embarrassed.

Their reaction made the dean of the Alchemy Institute frown with slight curiosity.

Finally, the one who had spoken before gritted his teeth and said, "It is... a newly admitted disciple."

"A newly admitted disciple?" In the eyes of the dean of the Alchemy Institute appeared an interested expression. He said, "It is not yet time for the Inner Courtyard assessment, yet there is a new disciple."

Slightly smiling, "Is it that City Lord Mu from Luoxing City? Or is it his companion?"

"Dean, you are wise. The one who comprehended the Twelve Pill Paths is indeed City Lord Mu." The person cupped his hands and said.

The dean of the Alchemy Institute raised the corners of his mouth with a smile, "Very good. I remember he entered the institute but little more than four months ago."

"Yes."

"In just over four months, he managed to comprehend all Twelve Pill Paths. His perceptiveness is much higher than Xinghai’s! Moreover, he is currently the first on the Green Talent List and the only Holy Level Refiner in the Middle Ancient Realm." The dean of the Alchemy Institute slowly remarked. His gaze fell on them, jokingly, "Did you all come here with the intention to take him as a disciple?"

This remark made many feel embarrassed.

They indeed came with the intention of taking him as a disciple, hoping the dean would make the decision.

However, the dean of the Alchemy Institute slowly shook his head, sighing, "I heard he entered as a Divine Level Alchemist. Xinghai also mentioned he possesses the perfect realm we Pill Masters dream of. Now, he has broken the record of the Alchemy Institute by comprehending the Twelve Pill Paths. Do you think you can teach him anything? Even I wouldn’t dare mention the words ’master and disciple’ before him."

These words dealt a blow to the Pill Masters.

Indeed, Mu Qingge’s starting point was too high; even if they wanted to accept this extraordinary disciple, they lacked the capability to teach him anything.

"Put your intentions away. To him, the Alchemy Institute is just a passing place. He is destined not to stay here long. If you wish, you can form a good connection with him during the time he is still here. Maybe it will yield unexpected outcomes in the future." The dean of the Alchemy Institute said.

The Alchemy Masters collectively fell silent.

"Well... Dean, there’s something I’m not sure if I should mention." The person who spoke earlier hesitated.

The dean of the Alchemy Institute cast a calm gaze on him, nodding, "What is it that you feel should not be said?"

The person raised his head, looking at the dean of the Alchemy Institute, "While Mu Qingge was comprehending the Alchemy Dao, the ancestor was inexplicably guarding by his side."

"Hmm?" At last, the news disrupted the previously calm expression of the dean of the Alchemy Institute.

However, he didn’t elaborate further. He merely instructed the others, "I know about this; whatever the ancestor intends, she knows in her heart. No one is to disturb her."

"Yes, Dean."

Everyone bowed.

The dean of the Alchemy Institute waved his hand, dismissively, "You may all leave."

...

Before the twelve shadow walls, the soaring rosy glow finally subsided.

The smooth shadow walls returned to calmness, the colors deepening once more.

Mu Qingge’s forehead shimmered with golden light, gradually withdrawn, returning to normal. She rose from before the twelfth shadow wall, her stance upright, presenting a firm and resolute impression.

She brushed her sleeves, turned, and walked towards Yao Xinghai.

As she approached, the people around, in a daze, hurriedly made way, the expressions on their faces full of astonished admiration.

Lian Qiao quietly followed behind Mu Qingge; she didn’t care if Mu Qingge had comprehended the Alchemy Dao, only that she could see Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge stopped in front of Yao Xinghai.

Yao Xinghai, with a complex expression, said, "Congratulations." His words were filled with sincerity. He had underestimated Mu Qingge but bore no jealousy towards her.

"Thank you," Mu Qingge replied indifferently.

Yao Xinghai’s lips moved slightly, asking, "Having comprehended all twelve Alchemy Daos, what conclusion have you drawn?"

"And you?" Mu Qingge asked in return.

"Me?" Yao Xinghai smiled faintly. "Back then, it took me three years to comprehend the Alchemy Daos of the twelve shadow walls, and about half a year to arrive at an answer. Shall we say it together?"

"Alright." Mu Qingge nodded, decisively agreeing.

Their conversation made the surrounding disciples perk up their ears, eager to hear their insights.

"Comprehend one’s Dao to achieve sainthood."

"Comprehend one’s Dao to achieve sainthood."

Eight words, without a single deviation, came from both Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai.

The same answer, like a pebble tossed into calm water, stirred waves in the hearts of the disciples around.

Comprehend one’s Dao to achieve sainthood.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath; she finally understood why she could never breakthrough to the Holy Level—it was because she did not have her own Alchemy Dao.

"I was right about you; you are a formidable opponent." Yao Xinghai said with burning eyes.

Mu Qingge smiled faintly, asking, "Has your Alchemy Dao formed?"

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