Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 937

Chapter 937: Chapter 22: Senior Sister? Junior Sister? (First Update)

The old man looked at Mu Qingge with a smile, and Mu Qingge was very curious in her heart.

Tonight, it was clear that this old man used stones to lead her here. Who is this old man? What is his intention in bringing her here?

"Old man, what does this mean?" Mu Qingge slightly smiled and bent down to place the stone in her hand on the steps under the eaves.

The old man was the lamp-watch elder. His gaze moved lightly from the pile of stones Mu Qingge placed to her, and he spoke with a smile: "Naturally, I find you an interesting little fellow, calling you over for a chat."

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched; she was rendered somewhat speechless by this reason.

"Old man, I have matters to attend to, so I won’t disturb you." Mu Qingge said, intending to take her leave.

However, as she turned, the lamp-watch elder suddenly spoke: "If I am not mistaken, you possess five Spirit Roots, correct?"

Mu Qingge’s eyes flashed; she turned back to look at the elder again.

She had not revealed her Spirit Roots, yet he could discern them with a single glance, indicating his extraordinary nature.

How many extraordinary people are there in Huan Yue Domain?

Mu Qingge frowned slightly; she had just arrived in Huan Yue Domain not long ago and knew little about its people. Although she felt the old man was not ordinary, she could not guess his true identity.

However, she never intended to hide the Spirit Roots. Being detected by the old man, she simply admitted: "Yes."

"Little one, I also heard your surname is Mu?" The lamp-watch elder chuckled. But there was always an unusual implication in his smile.

"That’s right." Mu Qingge nodded again.

She had nothing to hide about her surname or Spirit Roots.

"Show me your Spirit Roots." To her surprise, the lamp-watch elder did not dwell on the surname issue but shifted the topic back to her Spirit Roots.

Mu Qingge pressed her lips, hesitating for a moment.

The lamp-watch elder did not rush her; he simply watched her with eyes filled with a gentle smile. His demeanor was harmless and friendly.

Without much deliberation, colorful radiance appeared at Mu Qingge’s brow, and a delicate Lotus Seal appeared there.

The moment the Lotus Seal emerged, the lamp-watch elder sat upright, his eyes revealing shock and delight. "Fire Element, Thunder Element, Wood Element, Gold Element, and the rare Space Element!"

Suddenly, he laughed, deepening the wrinkles on his face but making the gleam in his eyes even more evident.

Mu Qingge concealed the Lotus Seal at her brow, her gaze calm as she looked at him.

The lamp-watch elder said: "You truly are someone blessed with great fortune! Each of your five Spirit Roots is extremely rare, especially the Thunder Element and Space Element, which are one in a thousand. If I am not mistaken, you are also an Alchemist and an Artifact Refiner."

As the old man spoke, his eyes showed a glint.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed; this was the first person to see through her abilities since entering Divine Land.

"Do not be surprised; having Wood and Gold Elements along with the Fire Element are prerequisites for being an Alchemist and Artifact Refiner, so I was merely guessing." The old man explained.

"The old man is correct." Mu Qingge calmly replied.

The lamp-watch elder laughed, "You are quite composed for someone of your age. Owning five Spirit Roots is both a great fortune and misfortune. Fortunate because you can learn the magic of five powers; unfortunate because it greatly slows your cultivation progress. Thus, Multiple Spiritual Roots are called Wasted Spiritual Roots before fully maturing or breaking through the Spirit Cave Realm. After all, few are the geniuses who can cultivate multiple Spirit Roots to their peak. However, you achieved the Seventh Layer of Spirit Void Realm right after leaving Little Heaven Realm, which means you’ve found a way to perfectly resolve the slow cultivation issue of Multiple Spiritual Roots."

The old man’s words left Mu Qingge somewhat stunned, feeling as though she had been seen through.

"In the Three Thousand Worlds, there are only two types of Divine Status capable of resolving the Multi-Spiritual Roots cultivation issue: the Chaos Divine Status of Primordial Venerable Taiyi and the Seven-Colored Divine Status." The lamp-watch elder extended two fingers.

Mu Qingge’s heart surged wildly, her eyes growing severe.

"Let me guess, which Divine Status did you obtain?" The lamp-watch elder, oblivious to Mu Qingge’s change in demeanor, continued to ponder openly.

"Hmm... I guess it’s the Chaos Divine Status. The Seven-Colored Divine Status doesn’t have such a foundation..."

The elder kept speaking to himself, but suddenly, a cold light came towards him without warning.

He stopped talking, his gaze lifting slightly. The cold light rushing at him was halted just a foot away.

Mu Qingge held the Linglong Spear, its tip pointed at the elder’s throat, her gaze sharp with a hint of killing intent. She frowned slightly; even with her full Divine Power, she could not push the Linglong Spear further.

This realization left her stunned, looking at the elder.

She previously estimated a 40% chance of success in a surprise attack. This probability was enough for her to act. Now she realized her judgment was wrong. She underestimated the elder’s strength.

"Oh? I didn’t realize you have a self-evolving Holy Artifact." The lamp-watch elder focused on the spear tip and suddenly spoke.

Mu Qingge tightly pursed her lips, feeling a chill on her scalp and spine. It seemed like every step she took was gradually seen through by the elder.

...

Mu Qingge left the elder’s humble dwelling and retraced her steps. She didn’t plan to tell anyone about this event, certainly not making it known to all.

Returning discreetly to the cave, no one would know.

However, as she reached a Deep Pool, she saw a slender and graceful silhouette standing on a large rock by the pool, barefooted, seemingly about to enter the water.

Mu Qingge halted, not recklessly approaching.

Yet, the silhouette suddenly paused, stepped back two paces, distancing from the Deep Pool.

Soon, she again moved forward, appearing ready to enter the water, but hesitated and retreated again. This back-and-forth caused Mu Qingge to lose patience.

No longer waiting where she stood, Mu Qingge shook her head, preparing to leave.

Just as she moved, a reprimanding voice called out, "Who is there?"

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, stopping, and she cupped her hands to the woman, lowering her gaze, "I’m just passing by, miss, please continue."

"Impudent! Being a disciple of Huan Yue Domain, you don’t even address me as senior sister!" The woman standing on the large rock admonished Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge raised her eyes, seeing the woman’s face clearly in the moon’s clear glow. She was indeed very beautiful, exuding a cold, noble elegance like moonlight.

Agreeably, she said, "Senior sister," and then left without delay, not lingering to see the furrowed brows of the woman behind.

Apart from this interlude, Mu Qingge smoothly returned to her cave. Tong Teng was still cultivating; she naturally wouldn’t disturb him.

The next day, Mu Qingge did not continue cultivating, since the elder had stated that the cultivation methods Zhuang Shan passed on were not greatly beneficial to her. So, she went directly to the Cultivation Technique Building, planning to visit the elder at night to see what prowess he might have. She went to the Cultivation Technique Building not just to view the martial arts inside but also to find any records concerning the cultivation of multiple spiritual roots.

Inside the Cultivation Technique Building, Mu Qingge stood before rows of bookshelves, quickly flipping through a book in her hand.

Suddenly, a corner of a dress appeared in her sight. She looked up to see a woman beside her, standing on tiptoe, searching for books on the shelf.

Upon seeing her face clearly, Mu Qingge recalled last night’s incident. To avoid the same reprimand, she closed the book in her hand and proactively called out, "Senior sister."

Unexpectedly, the senior sister from last night turned displeased upon hearing this, glancing at her and accusing, "What senior sister? Call me junior sister."