Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

A blinding light suddenly fell upon him, completely enveloping Feng Yugui.

When the enclosed carriage made of black iron was opened, he heard a cacophony of noise.

"Come out! Come out!"

A crude and savage voice echoed outside the carriage, accompanied by the sound of an iron rod striking the carriage.

Feng Yugui slowly crawled out of the carriage, his eyes gradually starting to adjust to the outside light.

However, before his vision could fully clear, he felt a massive creature pounce towards him. Instinctively, Feng Yugui rolled to the side, raising his hand to counterattack.

But, as he made his move, he suddenly remembered that his spiritual power had long been sealed.

A fierce gust of wind brushed past his cheek, and in his panic, Feng Yugui dodged but still ended up with a few burning bloody scratches on his face. The scent of blood spread from the wound on his cheek, and the stinging pain sharpened his vision and slowly brought his mind back to clarity...

"Kill him—! Kill him—!"

"Tear him apart! Tear him apart!"

"Go on! What are you standing there for? Scared out of your wits?"

Feng Yugui stood up, surveying the surroundings. Layered circular stands were filled with countless maniacal and ferocious faces, shouting, cursing, roaring, venting their emotions.

Beneath his feet was a layer of coarse sand, and even with shoes on, he could feel the prickly sensation on his feet.

A low growl of a beast reached his ears, along with the scent of an animal.

He quickly looked over, only to see a full-grown leopard staring intently at him. Its sharp claws continuously scraped the sand, raising dust, and its snarling mouth revealed blood-red gums and sharp, hard teeth!

Feng Yugui’s eyes narrowed intensely, ’This is an arena!’

"Roar—!" The leopard was in no mood to leave Feng Yugui too much time to think and pounced at him again.

A flash of ferocity crossed Feng Yugui’s eyes, intensifying the anger in his heart!

Since when would a noble prince of the Li Country be humiliated by a mere beast?

Feng Yugui swung his fist, hitting the leopard’s swinging claws, successfully diverting its attack, but meanwhile, the leopard’s claws tore the back of his hand, leaving deep bloody scratches, with blood dripping down his fingers to the sand.

The repeated failed attacks and the scent of blood further enraged the leopard, causing it to launch a more frenzied assault on Feng Yugui. And with his spiritual power lost, Feng Yugui could only rely on his reflexes and physical strength to fight back.

Man and leopard were locked in a fierce battle in the circular arena, neither able to gain the upper hand.

The intense man-beast fight spurred a frenzy among the audience. The cheers surged like waves, one after another, each louder than the last.

Yet, in the VIP section of the stands, it seemed isolated, completely different from the chaos outside.

Inside, comfort and tranquility reigned, all enjoyments readily available.

The walls were adorned with countless beast heads, giving the room a rugged and wild allure.

Beside the viewing platform was a large and comfortable chair, its soft cushions woven from top-quality silk, making it feel like sitting on a cloud.

At this moment, a person lay on the chair, leaning lazily with an elbow propped on a soft pillow. Clad in a red garment, as if flames flowed down from the chair.

Her crimson lips slightly curved upwards, clear eyes carrying a faint playfulness, observing the battle in the arena.

"Roar—!" The leopard in the arena let out a mournful cry, its body crashing heavily to the ground, barely clinging to life.

Feng Yugui was also in a bad state, his robe shredded into tattered strips, his skin covered with bloody wounds, and his forehead had been smashed open, with blood streaming down one side of his face.

He panted heavily, his gaze filled with sinister malice.

The cheers erupting from the stands filled his heart with a murderous intent!

He was a noble prince, yet now he had been reduced to fighting beasts to entertain these ignorant lowlifes?!

"Who is it! Who on earth is it! Feng Yufei, is it you?" Feng Yugui suddenly shouted fiercely, his voice loud but failing to draw attention from anyone.

"Come out! Who is framing me? Show yourself!" Feng Yugui frantically searched for any suspicious figure, but still found no answers.

Suddenly, three iron gates below the arena opened, immediately putting Feng Yugui on alert.

The sound of hooves came from behind the dark iron gates.

Before long, three enraged bulls charged out from behind the gates, launching a direct attack at Feng Yugui.

The sharp horns of the bull aimed directly at Feng Yugui, causing Feng Yugui’s eyes to suddenly shrink as a wave of fear surged in his heart.

The three bulls quickly approached from different directions and were in front of Feng Yugui in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yugui grabbed the horns rushing towards him, tightly resisting them from getting closer. The excessive force caused numerous wounds to burst open with blood.

"Ah—!" Feng Yugui was pushed backward by the bulls.

At this moment, the bulls from the left and right also arrived, aiming at Feng Yugui’s waist and abdomen, crashing into him.

Feng Yugui’s eyes widened; he quickly released his hands, trying to dodge the collisions from the sides, but he was still a step too slow. His lower back and abdomen were fiercely hit, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood and be thrown into the air.

The bull’s strength was tremendous, flinging him into the air in a long arc.

Feng Yugui was in unbearable pain, and as he was tossed into the air, his blood-soaked eyes inadvertently saw a stunning red figure in the VIP box, along with those mocking and ice-cold eyes!

His pupils suddenly dilated, and the red shadow remained etched in his vision.

Bang——!

His back slammed heavily onto the ground, causing his organs to shift, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

’Mu Qingge, it’s you!’

Feng Yugui tightly clenched the sand in his hands, his eyes filled with palpable hatred.

The three bulls charged again, and Feng Yugui, with no time to think, could only struggle to stand on his broken body and dodge all around.

His pathetic and miserable state elicited waves of boos from the stands.

These taunts, jeers, and insults entering his ears only made him hate Mu Qingge even more!

He had to survive!

Survive to seek revenge on Mu Qingge!

Perhaps it was hatred that unleashed surprising strength within Feng Yugui; he unexpectedly broke one of the bull’s horns with sheer force, turning it into his weapon.

After a brutal fight, Feng Yugui disemboweled the three bulls, but his own right leg was broken, and his internal organs were already shattered.

Feng Yugui felt himself growing weaker and lay flat on the sand, praying for everything to end.

In the VIP room, the person in charge of the arena approached Mu Qingge with utmost humility, cautiously inquiring, "Little Lord, should we continue?"

With his experience, he feared that the man below wouldn’t last much longer.

Mu Qingge’s smile was imbued with a charming danger as she gazed steadily at Feng Yugui in the arena, calmly saying, "Give him some inferior medicine, and then... continue."

"Yes." The arena manager left without any objections, arranging everything as Mu Qingge instructed.

’Is it over? It’s over, right...’ Lying on the sand, Feng Yugui felt his exhaustion and pain overwhelming him. He desperately wanted to unseal the spiritual power on his body, but for some reason, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t break it.

Now, his only hope was that Mu Qingge didn’t want him to die so quickly and would allow him some time to catch his breath, giving him a chance to escape!

Only by surviving could he seek revenge!

Feng Yugui lay among the corpses of the beasts, surrounded by frenzied gazes. At this moment, he truly felt like nothing more than a lowly animal for others’ amusement.

Suddenly, he heard human footsteps.

Feng Yugui’s heart surged with excitement, believing he was saved and temporarily didn’t need to trade his life for life!

Finally, he saw two people approaching him.

Their expressions were indifferent, as if they were accustomed to such scenes.

Upon arrival, they took out some inferior medicine powder that Feng Yugui wouldn’t even use on his own dog, sprinkled it on him, and then roughly set his bones.

He gritted his teeth against the pain, enduring the unpleasant smell of the inferior medicine. He knew these two were treating his injuries.

"Save me! I am the Prince of Li Country; help me escape, and I will definitely reward you with riches and supreme honor!" Feng Yugui quickly whispered to the two of them.

Attempting to bribe these two to aid him in escaping, he tried his best.

However, it seemed as if they hadn’t heard him, methodically tending to his wounds.

Once they had finished tending his wounds, they immediately withdrew.

"Wait!" Feng Yugui wanted to stop them.

Unfortunately, it had no effect.

A sense of defeat washed over him as he endured the effect of the inferior medicine powder on his body.

Suddenly, the iron gate of the arena opened again.

This time, only one door opened, but a giant wolf that hadn’t eaten for three days walked out!

The wolf was almost as tall as Feng Yugui, and upon seeing him, the hunger made its mouth water, and its eyes gleamed with green light.

Terror suddenly descended upon Feng Yugui, and his muscles tensed almost instantly.

Just as his wounds had begun to ease, he had to fight again?

Reality forced Feng Yugui to brace himself on the ground, slowly standing up, carefully watching the giant wolf approaching him.

In his other hand, he still held a broken bull horn.

Limping, he dragged his incapacitated leg, trying to distance himself from the giant wolf.

This was a torment, both mentally and physically, keeping him on the brink of life and death, constantly toying with his sanity...

’Mu Qingge, how cruel you are!’ Feng Yugui thought hatefully.

But he didn’t want to die, so he could only fight passively.

"Roar roar—!"

"Tear him apart—!"

"Bite him to pieces—!"

"Kill it—!"

The intense combat in the arena began anew, exciting the audience in the stands even more, some of them stood up, continuously throwing things into the arena.

Those things were just their leftover fruit peels, and some even threw their smelly socks down.

A sock happened to graze across Feng Yugui’s cheek, landing at his feet.

The nauseating stench almost knocked him out.

He looked at the stand with murderous intent, but the people there continuously insulted him.

"What are you looking at? Just a slave sharing a stage with animals!"

"Look again and I’ll beat you to death!"

"Pah! Who do you think you are, a noble prince or something?"

"Kill him! Tear out his eyes and see how he glares!"

Feng Yugui wanted to kill everyone here, but he was powerless. He dodged the giant wolf’s attacks, but the wolf wasn’t easy to deal with, always evading easily while leaving new wounds on Feng Yugui.

Feng Yugui was on the verge of collapse, shouting in rage: "Mu Qingge—! Aren’t you afraid of starting a war between two countries by treating me like this?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

His voice echoed over the arena.

After his voice faded, only silence remained.

Moments later, a mocking laugh came from above.

And then came the taunting voice: "Do you realize where you are, and who sent you here? Still think you’re a high and mighty prince? You’re just a stray dog! This is Qin Country, and everything is under my control."

"Little Lord—! Little Lord—! Little Lord—!"

The audience, whom Feng Yugui regarded as vulgar ruffians, erupted in fervent cheers at Mu Qingge’s words.

It seemed that, in their eyes and hearts, whatever came from Mu Qingge was right!

The fanaticism made Feng Yugui envious, jealous, and fearful!

"Silence." Mu Qingge’s simple command restored calm to the arena.

Nobody saw her figure, but merely hearing her voice was enough for everyone in Qin Country to be willing to follow her commands, even if it meant facing dire consequences.

"Why! Why do you treat me this way, using such cruel means?" Feng Yugui asked with hatred.

Laughter came again, but this time it was filled with sarcasm.

Afterwards, Mu Qingge’s voice reached him: "Feng Yugui, the thickness of your skin is truly astonishing! You dare ask why I’m treating you this way? Have you forgotten, you’ve been the one constantly giving me trouble, trying to frame me at every turn. Now that I’m simply retaliating, do you feel wronged and aggrieved?"

What! This person dared to repeatedly frame the Little Lord!

The crowd on the stand was immediately displeased, and someone shouted: "Kill him! He dares to bully our Little Lord, does he think Qin Country people are dead?"

"Yes! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"You..." Feng Yugui was speechless, overwhelmed by the voices shouting for his death around him.

"But I didn’t succeed, instead, I’ve been the one suffering all along!" Feng Yugui argued for himself.

Mu Qingge sneered, and the noisy surroundings fell silent. "Your logic must be broken, huh? Just because you failed to frame me doesn’t mean you didn’t try. When you made a move, I responded. Now it’s my turn to make a move, you can respond too. If you don’t want to keep playing by my rules, you can end it all by taking your own life. But... Feng Yugui, can you bring yourself to kill yourself?"

Mu Qingge’s last words echoed like a demon’s curse in Feng Yugui’s mind.

Suicide, for liberation?

Feng Yugui wanted to aim the bull horn in his hand at his heart, but he couldn’t do it.

Just then, all the iron gates beneath the arena opened, and wolves emerged from the dark holes.

In a short time, more than thirty giant wolves were gathered in the arena.

They surrounded Feng Yugui in the center, steadily closing in.

One giant wolf was hard to handle, and now with over thirty of them, Feng Yugui felt a surge of despair.

"Ah—, don’t come any closer! Don’t come any closer!" Feng Yugui staggered, wildly swinging the bull horn to keep the wolves at bay.

But it was futile.

The bull horn in his hand was nothing compared to the ’delicious feast’ that was him.

The wolves closed in slowly, leaving no escape for Feng Yugui.

"Stay back!" Surrounded by the wolves, Feng Yugui pointed the sharp end of the bull horn at his neck, as if threatening that another step forward from the wolves would mean his death.

’Feng Yugui, can you bring yourself to kill yourself?’

Mu Qingge’s words suddenly reappeared in Feng Yugui’s mind, making his grip on the bull horn loosen.

The bull horn slipped from his hand, falling into the sand.

The falling horn intensified Feng Yugui’s fear, and as he lunged to retrieve it, the wolves pounced, engulfing his body.

"Ah—!"

A harrowing scream emanated from within the wolf pack.

Severed limbs were thrown aside, only to be consumed by the wolves.

Mu Qingge stood up indifferently, turned around, and left the VIP room, ignoring the carnage in the arena and the audience’s frantic shouts.

Exiting the underground arena, Mu Qingge looked up at the clear sky.

Since her crossing into this world, she had many enemies, but one by one, she had sent them to hell.

Today, she sent Feng Yugui on his way.

She felt a sense of relief, as if all debts owed to her were collected. But the favors she owed...

She didn’t owe many favors, but they were the hardest to repay, and most of them were to Si Mo.

Mu Qingge’s eyes darkened slightly, and her mind became heavy once more.

The entangled relationship with Si Mo, difficult to unravel, made her feel out of control and tempted her to escape!

...

In Qin Country, the new monarch ascended to the throne.

Regent King Qin Jinchen inherited the great legacy and became the new Emperor Qin. This was the will of the people, and all the officials were convinced.

The Qin Country had settled down once more.

After returning to the Qin Country, Mu Qingge had been in a state of cultivation.

Occasionally, she would invite Shao Pangzi to accompany Zhu Ling for strolling around Luodu, fulfilling her duties as a host.

Whenever Shao Pangzi saw Zhu Ling, his little eyes would stare straight, completely ignoring her as his boss. He would spend his days circling around Zhu Ling.

Fortunately, Zhu Ling’s personality was amiable, and she did not show any annoyance or fatigue.

On the contrary, she chatted quite happily with Shao Pangzi.

Therefore, Mu Qingge later decided not to accompany Zhu Ling on outings, letting Shao Pangzi take over entirely.

She faintly felt that upon entering the Purple Realm, she had an indescribable sensation in her spiritual power cultivation. It seemed limitless, as if even after breaking through the Purple Realm Peak, she could not see the boundary.

This feeling was still very vague now, but Mu Qingge believed that as her cultivation continued to improve and she approached the Purple Realm Peak, this feeling would become increasingly clear.

"Could it be that this is the so-called Purple Realm being just the starting point? Then what is the realm above the Purple Realm?" Mu Qingge, after ending her cultivation, continued to sit cross-legged on a cushion, pondering deeply.

Unable to come to a conclusion, Mu Qingge suddenly remembered the fragmented scripture she had obtained from her grandfather, which also seemed to baffle her.

She decided to take it out once more for detailed study.

Mu Qingge unfolded the fragmented scripture of an unknown material, the yellowish base inscribed with many characters she could not understand.

"What kind of text is this?" Mu Qingge frowned as she looked at the twisted characters on the scripture. "The old man said that this fragmented scripture was brought from the ancestral land tens of thousands of years ago. Could it be that these are prehistoric texts from tens of thousands of years ago?"

This speculation instantly made Mu Qingge pull a bitter face.

If this were true, then what could she do? Where could she find an expert in texts from tens of thousands of years ago to translate the content of these scriptures?

Mu Qingge was certain that the content of the scripture was very important. Otherwise, her ancestor would not have brought it out.

"It’s a pity I can’t understand." Mu Qingge regretfully gazed at the fragmented scripture in her hand, unable to suppress a sigh.

Suddenly, she thought of someone and muttered to herself, "He has lived for an unknown long time; maybe he could understand!" But then she shook her head and said, "Forget it, since I’ve decided to break off relations, why owe another favor?"

Mu Qingge carefully put the scripture away again.

In her mind, she had already memorized the general shape of the mysterious characters on the scripture.

...

Days passed by, and the day of departure for Mu City was drawing near.

The day before departure, Zhu Ling visited Mu Qingge, taking out nearly a thousand elixirs she had refined in recent days, filling a table with them.

Seeing Mu Qingge looking at her in surprise, she explained, "During these days, I have received care from the Mu Mansion; these are my small tokens of appreciation. Mu Junior Brother, do not rush to refuse; these are not for you, but for the Mu Mansion."

Mu Qingge chuckled and nodded in acceptance.

In truth, she had also left many elixirs for the Mu Mansion and the Mu Family Army, but since it was Zhu Ling’s goodwill, she felt it was inappropriate to refuse.

"Tomorrow we will head to Mu City, does Senior Sister Zhu need to prepare anything else?" Mu Qingge asked.

Zhu Ling shook her head: "I have nothing of value, so there’s nothing I need to prepare."

Mu Qingge lightly nodded and said to her, "Shao Pangzi knew we were leaving, so he specially arranged a banquet tonight as a farewell for us."

Zhu Ling smiled, "He mentioned it to me before; he’s taken good care of me during these days."

"Senior Sister Zhu is too polite. You’re a guest here in Luodu, and Shao Pangzi is the host. Offering warm hospitality is only right," Mu Qingge said with a smile.

The two discussed attending Shao Pangzi’s dinner in the evening, then each went about their own tasks.

In the Mu Mansion, Mu Lianrong had left a few days ago for a journey, leaving only Mu Xiong at home. Mu Qingge, feeling somewhat uneasy, went to the old man’s courtyard. Seeing him engrossed in gardening, she didn’t disturb him and instead waited patiently on the side.

Only after Mu Xiong finished with the last pot of flowers did she hand over a towel brought by a maid.

"You’re here?" Mu Xiong smiled and said.

Mu Qingge nodded and said to him, "It seems Grandpa is truly cultivating the mind and nurturing nature."

Mu Xiong smiled, pointing at the flowers and plants, "Don’t underestimate these flowers and plants; tending to them is no less complicated than wielding weapons."

"As long as Grandpa is happy." Mu Qingge followed his words. "Grandpa, I’m leaving for Mu City tomorrow, leaving you here alone at the Mu Mansion..."

Mu Xiong waved his hand to interrupt her: "Go on, go ahead, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine at home, and now that the emperor of Qin Country is Qin Jinchen, there won’t be incidents like the last time."

Mu Qingge smiled widely: "This time, I’m not taking You He and Hua Yue with me, leaving them behind to take care of Grandpa."

"Huh? You’re not taking them, then how can you manage without someone to serve you?" Mu Xiong opposed.

Mu Qingge explained: "I’m going to the Holy Yuan Empire, to handle things at the Medicine Tower Headquarters, taking too many people with me is inconvenient. Besides, I can take care of myself, why bother? Not only them, but I can’t bring all the Dragon Tooth Guards either. In short, once I leave, it’ll probably be a long time before I return. Grandpa, take care of yourself, if there’s any trouble, resist if you can, if not, the Thousand Fierce Army, Dragon Tooth Guards, and your own trusted aides will protect you thoroughly, and I’ll feel more at ease."

Mu Xiong was about to refuse when he saw Mu Qingge’s face turning cold: "Grandpa, remember, I’m the Family Head of the Mu Family now, you can’t go against my words."

"You little girl, putting on airs in front of your grandpa." Mu Xiong laughed and cursed, reaching out to hit her.

Mu Qingge nimbly dodged, laughed: "This position of Family Head was given by Grandpa himself, now even if you regret it, you can’t take it back."

With that, she slipped out of Mu Xiong’s courtyard.

"This little girl." Mu Xiong shook his head and laughed helplessly. Yet, amongst his smile, he was full of comfort, and also worry for Mu Qingge’s journey.

Holy Yuan Empire is not comparable to a third-class country.

He truly worried his beloved granddaughter might encounter some mishap.

Thankfully, he doesn’t know Mu Qingge’s actual destination is not the Holy Yuan Empire, but the farther Rong Country. Otherwise, he might jump up and insist on following!

In the evening, Mu Qingge and Zhu Ling walked out of the Mu Mansion together, heading towards the inn arranged by Shao Fatty.

Can’t deny, Shao Fatty has extraordinary talent in food, drink, and play.

The place he chose has beautiful surroundings, pleasant scenery, and most importantly, no disturbances.

The food was also very delicious, leaving a lingering taste and endless aftertaste.

"Come, boss, I toast to you." Shao Fatty raised his cup, his fleshy face filled with an expression of heroic sacrifice toward Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge raised her glass with amusement, lightly clinking it against his, then drained it in one go.

After drinking, she teased: "It’s just a cup of wine, why act like you’re facing a life-and-death situation?"

Shao Fatty sighed, melancholically: "You just came back not long ago, and now you’re leaving again. By then, I’ll be left alone among the Luodu playboys. It’s lonely!"

His pretense of profound sadness provoked Zhu Ling to cover her mouth and laugh lightly.

Seeing the beauty laugh, Shao Fatty immediately dropped his sombre expression, fawningly said to Zhu Ling: "Sister Zhu, remember to come back and see me. There are still many fun and good things to eat in Luodu, I haven’t taken you yet."

"Thank you for your hospitality, Shao Gongzi. If there’s a chance in the future, I’ll definitely trouble you again." Zhu Ling smiled gracefully.

"Heh, no trouble at all, no trouble at all." Shao Fatty grinned, looking sincere.

But, in fact, Mu Qingge knew this fatty was not at all simple, quite cunning. It seemed he had taken a fancy to Zhu Ling. This fondness, though, hadn’t reached the level of life-and-death separation, at most just an attraction.

Regrettably, the prospects between him and Zhu Ling seemed unlikely.

Not to mention, Zhu Ling had no plan to return after going to the Medicine Tower Headquarters. Even if she did come back, Shao Fatty probably wouldn’t catch her eye.

However, Mu Qingge didn’t reveal any of this.

She understood that Shao Fatty, at this moment, was very interested in Zhu Ling, but not to the point of life and death. Once Zhu Ling left, after some time, he’d forget. If another beautiful girl appeared, Shao Fatty would forget Zhu Ling even faster.

The three drank and joked, time passed quickly.

Before long, Shao Fatty was so drunk he curled up under the table, hugging a wine jug, snoring deeply.

Zhu Ling, even after taking a hangover relief pill, her cheeks still glowed with a drunken blush, adding a touch of charm. Her eyes carried traces of intoxication as she said to Mu Qingge: "I really can’t hold my liquor, feeling dizzy at the moment."

"There’s an elegant room at the back, I’ll help Sister Zhu to rest a bit." Zhu Ling nodded, supporting her forehead, weakly stood up.

Mu Qingge then helped her by the arm, led her to a resting couch in the elegant room for a brief repose.

After settling Zhu Ling, Mu Qingge returned to the table, pondering how to deal with the fleshy lump on the ground, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Mu Qingge said.

The door opened, a person dressed like the Imperial Army stood respectfully outside the door, bowing: "Little Lord, Your Majesty is next door, inviting you to catch up."

Qin Jinchen is next door?

Mu Qingge slightly raised an eyebrow and nodded, saying, "Hmm, you stay and send Young Master Shao back to the Shao Mansion first."

The Imperial Army immediately responded affirmatively.

After Mu Qingge left, she went to the adjacent room and directly pushed the door open.

Inside the room, there was only one person standing by the window.

He was tall and lean, clad in a pale yellow robe. As the night wind blew, his sleeves gently fluttered.

This outfit was just like when they first met.

Mu Qingge walked in, looking at his back, without saying a word.

After a while, it was Qin Jinchen who spoke first, "Tomorrow, you’re leaving."

"Yes," Mu Qingge replied.

"This time, how long will it be?" Qin Jinchen’s tone was calm, but it was laced with deep reluctance.

"I don’t know, maybe half a year, maybe a year," Mu Qingge said truthfully.

Setting out for the Holy Yuan Empire, even if everything went smoothly, would take a month. After that, she still needed to go to Rong Country, reach the Endless Swamp, and find the Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame, making it difficult to determine the exact time.

"Will you come back?" Qin Jinchen suddenly asked.

"Of course," Mu Qingge replied affirmatively.

Upon hearing this answer, Qin Jinchen seemed to let out a breath of relief, "Alright."

The two of them fell silent again.

The quiet atmosphere made the room feel somewhat awkward.

After a while, Qin Jinchen spoke again, "The Mu Family... you can rest assured."

This seemed to be a promise he was giving to Mu Qingge.

"Hmm," Mu Qingge responded with just a noise before falling silent.

Qin Jinchen finally turned around, looking at her with eyes that were clear and bright, yet seemingly full of complex emotions. After a long time, he said, "Take care."

Mu Qingge nodded, "You too."

Qin Jinchen nodded almost imperceptibly.

Silence fell over the atmosphere once more.

Mu Qingge finally couldn’t hold back a sigh, taking a few steps forward to stand in front of Qin Jinchen, and said, "Qin Jinchen, can’t you stop looking so lifeless all the time? Now that your health is better, you can train and you’re a king of a country, can’t you live with a little more vitality?"

After a moment, Qin Jinchen softly said, "Alright."

Mu Qingge was speechless.

She really couldn’t understand what Qin Jinchen was thinking.

Shaking her head, she said, "Forget it, it seems you’re hard to change. Do whatever you like. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave."

"Alright."

Another single word. Mu Qingge twitched the corner of her mouth and turned to leave.

Only when the room was closed with him alone, Qin Jinchen spoke with a touch of pain, "How am I supposed to be lively when you’re not around? Qingge... at some point, I unknowingly developed feelings for you that I shouldn’t have... what should I do?"

...

Early the next morning, Mu Qingge left Luodu with Zhu Ling.

Traveling with them was a group of Dragon Tooth Guards led by Mo Yang. There was also a team of expert guard sailors sent by Qin Jinchen, but before departure, Qin Jinchen told them to follow Mu Qingge’s orders.

The group, numbering around a hundred when pieced together, took ten days to travel from Luodu to Mu City. When they arrived, the Medicine Tower’s team had not yet reached, and the ships prepared to head to the Medicine Tower Headquarters were docked at Mu City’s wharf.

Not yet reaching, Mu Qingge and her party temporarily stayed at the post house in Mu City.

After a day’s wait, the Medicine Tower team arrived in Mu City.

The escort included not only elders from the Medicine Tower but also some palace experts from Yu Country and Li Country, ensuring the medicine ship’s safe delivery to the Medicine Tower Headquarters.

"Junior Brother Mu, Junior Sister Zhu, we finally meet again!"

As soon as they met, Zhao Nanxing approached Mu Qingge and Zhu Ling with a gentle and modest smile.

Following him were Mei Zizhong and Shang Zisu, and further behind them were curious Medicine Tower disciples gazing around.

"Senior Brothers and Sisters, has everything been well?" Meeting fellow members, Mu Qingge was also quite happy.

Zhu Ling immediately went to Shang Zisu’s side, affectionately linking arms with her and greeted Mei Zizhong, "Hello, Senior Brother Mei."

Mei Zizhong gave a slight nod and then walked towards Mu Qingge, asking with concern, "Mu Ge, I just found out your name is Mu Qingge. Can I call you Qingge?"

Facing this senior brother who knew her gender, Mu Qingge always felt a bit awkward.

She slightly twitched her mouth, saying to Mei Zizhong, "A name is just a designation, feel free."

Upon hearing this, Mei Zizhong lightly nodded and smiled happily.

Zhu Ling looked at Mei Zizhong with a bit of nostalgia, and in Shang Zisu’s eyes, the latter remarked, "It seems you haven’t given up."

Zhu Ling laughed and said, "Liking him doesn’t bother him, nor will I use it to coerce him; why should I give up? For me to give up, I’ll need to meet someone more outstanding than Senior Brother Mei, who can move me even more, and is completely devoted to me."

Watching her cover her mouth with a light chuckle, Shang Zisu said helplessly, "That’s difficult."

"Therefore," Zhu Ling sighed, "in this life, I’m stuck on Senior Brother Mei."

Shang Zisu pursed her lips and said no more.

Thinking for a moment, she released Zhu Ling and came to Mu Qingge’s side, taking out her Qiankun Bag from her bosom and handing it to her.

Seeing Mu Qingge’s confused look, she explained, "These are the elixirs I refined during this period. We had an agreement; the elixirs I make within three years are yours."

Mu Qingge couldn’t help but laugh.

She was surprised Shang Zisu still remembered this matter.

Shaking her head, she raised a hand to stop the Qiankun Bag being offered. "Wait until Sister Shang has collected three years’ worth of elixirs and give them to me all at once."

Shang Zisu lowered her eyes, biting her lip, "My Qiankun Bag can’t hold that much."

Mu Qingge was silent, so she nodded, "Alright, I’ll make space for you in a moment."

There, they chatted for a while. Zhao Nanxing then proactively shared the current situation of the Medicine Tower Branch. Due to Mu Qingge’s leading disruptive actions, not a single disciple of Hua Cangzhu was selected this time. And with Lou Chuanbai’s ’interference,’ there were no elders escorting the medicine who were on good terms with Hua Cangzhu. Therefore, this journey should still be quite safe.

After hearing this, Mu Qingge nodded, "Not bad. Plus, with the army with us, even if any elders want to cause trouble, there’s nothing to worry about."

"What about Hua Cangzhu?" Mu Qingge inquired.

Zhao Nanxing frowned, "He’s still elusive; no one knows what he has in mind. I’ve told Master your words, and he said he’ll consider them."

"Good. I’ll give the orders, if Master wants to go to the Mu Mansion, we’ll send people to assist," Mu Qingge nodded.

Whatever Hua Cangzhu plans to do now, it seems they can only temporarily ignore it.

Once at the Medicine Tower Headquarters, they’ll be out of his reach, so all they need to do is ensure the safety of those they want to protect. The Wei Family siblings, Fu Tianlong and Shui Ling, all had strong backgrounds and could naturally protect themselves.

Moreover, with no connections to Hua Cangzhu, there’s nothing to worry about.

Lou Chuanbai, however, is different. Being an old rival of Hua Cangzhu, if Hua Cangzhu makes any move, Lou Chuanbai is the most endangered.

...

The gathered team rested in Mu City for two days.

On the third day after arriving in Mu City, everyone began preparing to board the ship.

Standing at the dock, they looked up at the tower ship, a colossal vessel ten fathoms high, a hundred fathoms long, and twelve fathoms wide, standing on it felt like standing on an island at sea.

The four-layer ship cabin was enough to accommodate everyone living on board.

The ship’s underdeck was filled with various medicinal materials, fresh water, food, and all sorts of supplies.

Once everything was ready, the massive tower ship slowly sailed away from Mu City’s dock, heading towards the Sea of No Desire...

Mu Qingge stood at the bow, facing the wind, gazing at the endless sea, and thought to herself: ’Mixed Element Heavenly Extreme Flame, I’m coming!’