Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Xiao Guan’s gaze moved back and forth between Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong. When he saw that Mu Qingge and Zhu Ling were not sitting together, he burst out laughing. "I knew you were lying to me! Hmph!"

His words made the faces of both Zhu Ling and Mu Qingge darken.

Especially Zhu Ling, whose eyes were filled with worry.

"Xiao Guan, what do you think you’re doing?" Zhao Nanxing spoke in a deep voice.

Xiao Guan, however, grinned savagely. "What am I doing?" He pointed at Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong. "You two, come with me for a bit. My big sister is waiting. Just didn’t expect there’d be two of you—only brought one sedan chair."

That arrogant, overbearing expression was particularly hateful.

Even knowing about his unfortunate past, it was hard for anyone to feel sympathy for him.

As soon as he said that, Zhao Nanxing immediately looked out the window. When he saw that the pedestrians on the street had already withdrawn, leaving only a few burly men carrying a single sedan chair, standing quietly in the street, his face grew even uglier.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge stood up, calm and composed. She flicked the wrinkles on her robe with a light wave of her hand and said, "I actually do want to meet this ’big sister’ of yours."

Her words instantly made Zhao Nanxing, Zhu Ling, and Shang Zisu all tense up.

Mei Zizhong also looked at her, seeming to indicate with his attitude that he would advance and retreat together with her.

When Mu Qingge agreed, Xiao Guan immediately grew smug. "If you’d cooperated earlier, would there still be so much trouble? Let’s go!"

"I’ll go alone," Mu Qingge spoke again.

Xiao Guan froze, and Zhao Nanxing and the others also froze.

Mei Zizhong said worriedly, "Qingge..."

Mu Qingge turned her gaze to him, stopping him. "It’s more convenient if I go alone."

Mei Zizhong fell silent.

It seemed he felt he was too weak and couldn’t help Mu Qingge with anything.

Mu Qingge withdrew her gaze and looked at Xiao Guan. "Let’s go."

"Just you alone?" Xiao Guan hesitated.

Mu Qingge raised a brow. "Either you go back by yourself, or I go with you."

Xiao Guan’s brows furrowed, a cold gleam flashing in his narrow eyes over and over. He seemed to be weighing Mu Qingge’s words. After a moment, he gave a cold snort. "Fine. I’ll offer you to Big Sister first today. When she gets tired of you, I’ll come back for him."

With that, he turned and led his men downstairs.

As for Mu Qingge, she clasped her hands behind her back and followed them down the stairs.

"Senior Brother Mei, don’t overthink it. You know what Qingge’s identity is. If it really comes to it, she can just expose her identity and retreat unscathed. The reason she won’t let you go is that she’s worried that female demon will take a fancy to you and cause more trouble." Zhu Ling noticed something off about Mei Zizhong and quietly comforted him.

Her words slightly eased the guilt in Mei Zizhong’s eyes. He turned his gaze to Zhu Ling, and that calm yet clear look made Zhu Ling’s heart suddenly skip a beat; she went a little dazed.

"Really?" Mei Zizhong asked.

Zhu Ling nodded somewhat absentmindedly.

Only then did Mei Zizhong withdraw his gaze, lower his eyes, and remain silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Once he looked away, Zhu Ling secretly let out a breath of relief. Even though she knew there was no place for her in Mei Zizhong’s heart, she was still easily stirred by him. That pounding heartbeat made her cheeks feel a little hot.

"We can’t just sit here and wait." Zhao Nanxing looked out the window. After witnessing Mu Qingge calmly duck into the sedan chair, he spoke in a low voice.

As soon as Mu Qingge got into the sedan chair, those sedan bearers lifted it and left together with Xiao Guan and his group.

"But who can we ask for help?" Shang Zisu frowned.

Even the dean of the Alchemy Institute indulged her, so who could they possibly turn to for help?

...

Almost at the same time, the news that Mu Qingge had been taken away also reached Yao Xinghai’s ears. He put down the teacup in his hand, his gaze growing a shade darker, then stood up and walked outside.

Mu Qingge was brought to a courtyard.

Compared to Yao Xinghai’s courtyard, this one was even more exquisite and luxurious.

The moment she stepped out of the sedan chair, her eyes were involuntarily forced shut by a blaze of golden light. After she adjusted slightly, she opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings.

Click click!

Seeing her surroundings clearly, Mu Qingge couldn’t help but make such a sound in her heart.

What did "gold and jade in glorious splendor" and "resplendent with jewels and treasures" really mean?

She finally got to see it today. The residence of this female demon of the Alchemy Institute could only be described with those eight characters. Of course, in Mu Qingge’s eyes, this style could be summed up in just four: "vulgar beyond belief"!

"Follow me." Xiao Guan snorted coldly, swaying his hips as he led the way ahead.

Mu Qingge raised her brows and followed.

After passing through a golden corridor, she entered a room. This room was also extravagantly lavish and completely out of tune with the overall style of the Alchemy Institute.

Inside the room hung layer upon layer of thick curtains, blocking out the scene within.

Mu Qingge stood in the room while Xiao Guan gave her a proud, snobbish snort, then sashayed toward the curtains. As he neared, he bent down and said respectfully, "Big Sister, I’ve brought the person."

"Mm, now get out," came a mature, sultry female voice from behind the curtains.

Her utterly unceremonious tone seemed something Xiao Guan had long since gotten used to; he showed no displeasure and instead retreated respectfully, closing the door behind him as he left.

At this moment, that voice rang out again. "What are you standing there dazing for? Hurry in and attend to me."

"..." Mu Qingge’s gaze turned cold.

She kept silent, lifted her feet, and step by step approached the curtain.

On her right hand, golden Spiritual Power coiled around the sharp Finger Cover. But she quickly withdrew it. She had yet to comprehend the Alchemy Dao within those twelve Shadow Walls; she absolutely could not tear her face off with the Alchemy Institute at a time like this.

Reaching the curtain, Mu Qingge stopped.

"Come in, don’t be afraid. I don’t eat people." That voice urged again.

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, raised her right hand, and used the Finger Cover transformed from the Linglong Spear to lift the curtain.

This curtain was not just one layer; she lifted it one layer after another. Only after she had lifted four layers did she finally see the person inside.

However, when she clearly saw, her eyes shrank in surprise.

Right in front of her, lying on a comfortable concubine’s soft couch, the back view clearly belonged to a little child! About four or five years old at most!

Such a child was the female demon of the Alchemy Institute?!

This answer was simply too explosive!

"Hm? The scent on you..." Suddenly, that figure let out a puzzled sound.

All of a sudden, the small figure lying on the bed turned over, revealing a delicate and pretty face. It was a child’s face—big eyes, small mouth, rosy and plump, extremely cute.

Such a little girl was the female demon?

Mu Qingge’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

Yet when she saw the teasing look in the girl’s eyes, she immediately understood—one must never judge by appearances!

"I knew it, how could there be such a peerlessly handsome man in this world? Turns out you’re a great beauty." The girl said teasingly.

Her single remark exposed everything, making Mu Qingge’s pupils suddenly shrink as they narrowed dangerously.

’How did she see through me!’

Could it be that this little girl’s cultivation was even higher than Si Mo’s? Impossible!

Mu Qingge’s wary posture only made the little girl before her even more amused. Her two hands overlapped in front of her like an old person’s. Though her appearance was that of a young child, every movement carried a sense of age-weariness.

"Interesting. A perfectly good woman refusing to be one, why disguise yourself as a man? And your disguise is quite decent. If I hadn’t noticed the scent on you was wrong, you would have fooled even me." The girl said slowly. From her tone, it was impossible to tell if it was mockery or appreciation, or to discern her joy or anger.

"The scent on me?" Mu Qingge frowned and muttered.

The girl spoke lazily, "Men and women smell different. But don’t worry, I’m the only one with this ability."

As she finished, she pointed back at the tip of her own nose.

’The scent between men and women is different...’ Mu Qingge silently repeated the girl’s words in her heart. She couldn’t tell if it was true or false. However, judging from the girl’s expression, she didn’t seem to be deliberately deceiving her.

"Since you know I’m a woman, restrain your subordinates. Tell them not to come disturb me again, nor the people around me." Mu Qingge stated her demand.

But the little girl seemed not to have heard her, just stared fixedly at Mu Qingge’s face, a somewhat dazed expression in her eyes. "Though you’re a woman, you really do resemble him a little, especially your gaze and that wild arrogance on you..."

Her murmured words made Mu Qingge knit her brows.

"That useless Xiaoguan finally did something that pleases me." The girl said.

"Come over here and let me touch your face." The girl ordered, making a request of Mu Qingge.

Yet how could Mu Qingge comply?

Her aura turned cold, and she stood rooted in place, not moving at all.

This made the little girl frown in displeasure. A wave of pressure surged from her body, sweeping toward Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge suddenly felt her shoulders sink, as if she were being squeezed by an invisible force from all directions; even breathing became difficult. Even the Spiritual Power within her body struggled to circulate.

Just as she was about to resist with all her might, the little girl saw the brief flash of pain on her face; panic flickered in her eyes, and she instantly withdrew all the force she had pressed onto Mu Qingge.

"Are you alright! I... I didn’t mean to..." The little girl jumped down from the bed, rushed to Mu Qingge’s side, tugged at the hem of her clothes, and showed a pitiful, aggrieved expression.

Mu Qingge slowly pressed her lips together, staring at the little girl before her. She discovered that the girl seemed not to be looking at her, but through her eyes at another person.

The girl had suddenly withdrawn that power not because she was worried Mu Qingge would be hurt, but...

A strange feeling rose in Mu Qingge’s heart.

With pleading eyes, the little girl tilted her head up to look at her. Her chubby little hand gently tugged at Mu Qingge’s clothing, appearing extremely helpless and heartbroken.

’She’s afraid!’

Understanding dawned suddenly in Mu Qingge’s mind.

’What is she afraid of?’

This was what puzzled Mu Qingge.

"I really didn’t mean it, don’t be angry... I promise you, I’ll never use my power recklessly again, alright?" The little girl sniffled and choked out.

Her pleading, choked voice unconsciously made Mu Qingge crouch down so that their gazes were on the same level.

At this moment, Yao Xinghai arrived at this resplendent courtyard, pushed past Xiaoguan’s obstruction, and barged straight into the room. Standing outside the curtain, he bowed respectfully and said, "Forebear, please quell your anger!"