Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 838

Chapter 838: Chapter 273: Spring of Future, Calamity? (First Update)

In the Nine Springs Cave, the path was rugged and intricate, crisscrossing like a spider’s web, making it impossible to distinguish directions.

Even the Spiritual Sense had lost its ability to probe here.

Mu Qingge could only rely on her instincts, constantly choosing the branching paths that led upward, hoping to quickly reach the surface.

"About half of those who entered are still here. Also, I haven’t seen that masked man. It seems he left half of his people above, waiting for me." Mu Qingge calculated in her heart as she walked.

In the Nine Springs Cave, monsters were lurking.

Outside the Nine Springs Cave, pursuers were lying in wait.

It had been a long time since she found herself in such a dilemma, yet Mu Qingge was never one to hesitate. In her mind, those on the surface were much easier to deal with than the monsters hidden in the Nine Springs Cave.

So, now she needed to find a way out.

"Is it that high?" Mu Qingge looked up at the never-ending branching path. She felt that it wasn’t this high when she jumped down. How could it be that she walked for so long and still couldn’t see the end?

Suddenly, she felt the ground beneath her feet give way.

Before she could react, the ground beneath her feet collapsed like quicksand, revealing a black hole, into which Mu Qingge fell rapidly.

The moment she fell, Mu Qingge’s mind had only one thought, ’Damn it! All that climbing for nothing!’

Below the black hole seemed to be an endless space with nothing to hold onto.

Mu Qingge felt herself rapidly falling, as if returning to the depths of the earth, with nothing but emptiness to grasp.

Bang—!

Mu Qingge fell into a very damp place. As she landed, she rolled with the momentum, dissipating the inertia and stood up unharmed.

However, as soon as she steadied herself, she was enveloped by endless white mist, making her stand still, not daring to move.

’Everything here is so eerily strange. It’s best not to act rashly.’ Mu Qingge’s eyes darted left and right as she thought to herself. She couldn’t be sure if there was some kind of monster hidden in the mist.

The white mist wrapped around her tightly, as if examining her for danger.

Moments later, it receded a bit, seeming to have concluded its inspection.

Mu Qingge’s eyes scanned the surroundings as she wondered, where is this place? Exactly where did she fall? And how does she get out?

Suddenly, she seemed to faintly hear the sound of flowing water.

’Water!’ Mu Qingge’s heart tightened. Reacting quickly, ’Could it be one of the Nine Springs?’

This conjecture made her take a tentative step forward.

As she moved, the white mist retreated a step, revealing a step of her view.

In sight were glistening stones, layers upon layers like lotus leaves, seemingly formed by water flow over millennia.

Mu Qingge took another step, and the mist retreated another step.

Thus, as Mu Qingge walked, the mist retreated. With every step forward, the space behind her was quickly filled by the mist, allowing her to see only a step ahead.

Mu Qingge took over ten steps, gradually approaching the sound of water.

In those ten steps, nothing dangerous happened, prompting Mu Qingge to quicken her pace toward the sound.

She got continually closer to the water sound and, when it seemed just within reach, she reached out a hand into the mist. The mist she touched with her fingertips shyly retreated, allowing her to see the scene ahead.

An ancient spring appeared no more than five steps away.

The spring water trickled slowly, producing the sound of flowing water. And the white mist was emanating from this spring, permeating the space.

"It really is one of the Nine Springs!" Mu Qingge was slightly delighted.

She had heard the legends of the Nine Springs but hadn’t expected that her desperate journey would actually lead her to one.

"It’s said that each of the Nine Springs has a different effect. Some can heal wounds, some grant eternal youth, some are toxic, while others cure all diseases. Some springs reportedly allow you to see the past and future, predicting fortune. I wonder what effect this spring before me has?" Mu Qingge quickly approached the spring, leaning her head toward it.

Originally, the flowing spring water suddenly stilled.

In the spring, the reflection of Mu Qingge appeared, her features gradually becoming clear, the water still as a mirror, clear and transparent.

In that instant, Mu Qingge couldn’t discern whether the person in the mirror was truly herself or if the person standing beside the spring was her.

Just as she was filled with wonder, the image in the spring beneath her feet changed.

The person in the reflection was still her.

However, she was now dressed as a woman, surrounded by the chaos of war.

Mu Qingge’s eyes widened, filled with amazement. She thought to herself, ’Could the legend be true? The spring among the Nine Springs that reveals the future—did I really come across it by such fortune?’

Yet, before she could revel in this joy, her expression turned cold.

In the spring, something seemed to flash, and as the image vanished, the water resumed its flow, leaving no trace. Backed by the revelation, Mu Qingge staggered, stepping back with a face as pale as a sheet.

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