Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Mu Qingge looked toward Yao Xinghai, and Yao Xinghai happened to look at her as well. Their eyes met in midair, both already understanding each other’s intentions.

The golden light was already closing in.

Mu Qingge sneered, mocking how the dignified Heavenly Dao resorted to such despicable tricks!

Her right hand made a virtual grip, and the Linglong Spear appeared, clasped in her hand.

On the other side, Yao Xinghai had already raised his sword and charged toward the golden light.

However, just as Mu Qingge was about to destroy the golden light and obliterate the contained power of destruction, the Heaven-Burning Furnace unexpectedly rose up on its own, colliding with the golden light before her.

This scene narrowed Mu Qingge’s eyes; her heart almost leapt out of her mouth.

Her elixir!

Boom—!

A thunderous explosion as the golden light struck the Heaven-Burning Furnace. The power of destruction hidden within the golden light tried to break through the Heaven-Burning Furnace’s defense to destroy the Holy Level elixir inside, but to no avail.

No matter how it struggled, it was firmly blocked by the Heaven-Burning Furnace.

This allowed Mu Qingge to breathe a sigh of relief as she glanced toward Yao Xinghai’s side. Just in time to see Yao Xinghai, beaten to spitting blood, fall to the ground, while the golden light relentlessly headed toward his pill furnace.

Yao Xinghai lay on the ground, wracked with pain, unable to move. Seeing the speed of the golden light, his eyes brimmed with despair.

Suddenly, a silver spear flew across his vision, shooting directly at the golden light.

Boom!

The Holy Artifact collided with the golden light.

An invisible ripple of power surged as the golden light steadily weakened, transforming into golden powder that gently floated down and entered Yao Xinghai’s pill furnace.

The Linglong Spear completed its mission, swirling in a circle in the air before returning to Mu Qingge’s hand.

Mu Qingge’s eyes held some surprise; she hadn’t expected the power of destruction to be so easily shattered. She didn’t know that this power of destruction was based on the strength of one’s mastery of the Alchemy Dao.

Yao Xinghai’s Path of Righteousness, though a Dao, was considerably weaker compared to Mu Qingge’s Heaven-defying Dao. Thus, with her full-force strike of the Linglong Spear, combined with Yao Xinghai having already exhausted part of it, the power could be easily shattered in one stroke.

Mu Qingge’s heart still puzzled, hadn’t completely figured it out when she saw Yao Xinghai looking at her gratefully.

She restrained her expression and said to him, "No need to thank me, the outcome between us remains undecided."

With that, she lifted her spear and looked to her side.

The Heaven-Burning Furnace kept the elixir securely protected, unable to be breached by the power of destruction from the golden light. Instead, that power was gradually weakening.

At this moment, a fragrance wafted from Yao Xinghai’s pill furnace.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes, just in time to see the Holy Level elixir he had refined slowly rise from the furnace. The scattered golden light adhered to the elixir, forming a sacred garment adorned with exquisite patterns.

"A Holy Level elixir!"

"A Holy Level elixir indeed!"

"In my lifetime, I am fortunate to witness a Holy Level elixir!"

The Spirit Level elixirs that had fallen from the sky no longer satisfied people’s longing. When the elixir Yao Xinghai refined rose, they had already forgotten about those uncollected Spirit Level elixirs, and instead, all eyes were fixed tightly on the elixir emanating multicolored radiance.

Outside the Mystic Light Mirror, countless eyes greedily stared at the Holy Level elixir, oblivious even to the fact that their bodies had regained mobility.

Unable to resist, they swallowed hard, restraining the impulse to seize.

This is the Alchemy Institute. Now, it’s the Alchemy Conference... Stay calm, stay calm, impulsiveness is the devil!

Outside the small Mystic Light Mirror, Gan Lao and other Pill Masters were congratulating the dean of the Alchemy Institute.

"Congratulations, Dean, Xinghai is your disciple. Now that he has crafted a Holy Level elixir, formally becoming a Holy Level Alchemist, a double saint of master and disciple, truly a cause for celebration!" Gan Lao led the way.

The others also loudly echoed, "Congratulations, Dean!"

"Congratulations, Dean!"

The dean of the Alchemy Institute maintained a calm demeanor, showing no sign of joy or anger.

Yao Xinghai’s ability to refine a Holy Level elixir was within his expectations, so he was not surprised. At this moment, he was more curious about another person.

At this time, a cold voice rang out, pouring cold water over everyone. "Hmph, it’s just an understanding of a minor path, what’s there to celebrate?"

Lian Qiao’s words left Gan Lao and the other Pill Masters’ faces awkward.

However, given her status, no one dared to contradict her.

A perfectly good Alchemy Conference unexpectedly evolved into a Dan Fighting between Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai. Such an outcome was unforeseen by anyone.

Now, as Yao Xinghai’s Holy Level elixir emerged, the multicolored glow radiated over him, instantly healing his severe injuries from earlier.

And Mu Qingge?

The power of destruction within that golden light still refused to relent. It continuously entangled with the Heaven-Burning Furnace, which bore itself proudly like an adult, allowing the mischievous child to bare its teeth without concern.

In any case, no matter how that ’child’ thrashed, it couldn’t harm it the slightest.

This sight made Mu Qingge unwittingly smile.

"The Heaven-Burning Furnace is truly a precious treasure. No wonder it’s been on their minds for so long, never forgotten," the Divine Envoy murmured from his seat.

On the field, those closely associated with Mu Qingge anxiously awaited.

Ji Yaohua even gritted her teeth, saying, "If Qingge’s elixir is destroyed, I’ll destroy Yao Xinghai’s elixir!"

Ying Ze cast a glance at her, calmly saying, "After today, Yao Xinghai and I still have a battle to fight."

His reminder made Ji Yaohua’s eyes brighten, chuckling, "I almost forgot about that. Little Ze, remember, no matter if this kid wins or loses today, tomorrow you must bring him down to avenge Qingge."

"Mm." Ying Ze silently nodded.

Listening to their exchange, Ji Pianpian couldn’t help but cover her mouth laughing.

As she moved, she looked at her own hand in surprise, exclaiming, "My hand can move!" Her words alerted Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze to the fact that their bodies were no longer bound.

Gradually, the people in the stands and outside the Mystic Light Mirror all discovered that their stiff limbs were able to move again.

This undoubtedly made them even happier.

Meanwhile, the Divine Envoy was even more certain in his heart that his previous suspicions were correct!

The power of destruction within the golden light had finally been exhausted. The golden light finally transformed into a golden morning mist, descending upon the Heaven-Burning Furnace.

The Heaven-Burning Furnace, its mission complete, slowly descended, landing back in front of Mu Qingge with a muffled sound.

The Hundred Turn Marrow Refining Pill inside the furnace was etched with beautiful patterns by the golden light, and as the body of the pill slowly rose, beams of radiance shot out from it.

"Red... Orange... Yellow... Green... Blue... Cyan... Purple... Silver... Gold..."

One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Five!

Six!

Seven!

Eight!

"...Nine... Nine colors! There are actually nine colors!" Someone was shocked to discover that the Holy Level Elixir Mu Qingge refined, had four more colors than Yao Xinghai’s.

"What? Can a Holy Level Elixir emit different lights?"

"No! You should be asking if the number of radiances indicates the grade of the elixir?"

The crowd was in an uproar!

Yao Xinghai looked at the elixir in front of Mu Qingge with a complex expression. The earlier joy had unknowingly vanished, leaving only a silent bitter smile amidst his complex emotions.

A hundred thousand people stood up from their seats in unison, staring at the Holy Level Elixir floating in front of Mu Qingge in astonishment.

Outside the Mystic Light Mirror, everyone’s gaze was also fixed on it.

Even Mu Qingge, at this moment, was intently staring at the Hundred Turn Marrow Refining Pill, her heart filled with excitement.

She finally refined it!

This elixir before her was something she had envisioned for so long. Now, she finally refined it, and as long as Si Mo takes it, he can completely recover from his old ailments, reforge his body, and elevate his cultivation to the next level!

Only when he’s well, can she rest her anxious heart.

So that she can fully commit with him, to facing his unpredictable Life and Death Tribulation!

Gazing at the elixir before her, a joyful smile rose on Mu Qingge’s lips. This matter had been weighing on her heart for so many years, and now, she finally accomplished it.

"Both of them refined a Holy Level Elixir; how do we distinguish between win and loss?" someone raised a question.

At the Alchemy Conference, there had never been a double champion before.

At that moment, a group of people flew over from the horizon.

They were all dressed in fluttering white robes, with an otherworldly demeanor.

"Ah! Look quickly, it’s the Dean of the Alchemy Institute and all the masters!"

"They’ve appeared, are they here to announce the results?"

"Young Master Yao is the Dean’s direct disciple. Will he be biased towards him?"

"Impossible, the Dean of the Alchemy Institute would never do something like that."

Amidst the discussions, a group of people gracefully landed before Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai. Seeing them, Yao Xinghai respectfully saluted, first calling the Dean "Master," and then nodding to all the other masters, displaying perfect etiquette.

As for Mu Qingge, she never liked formalities. She hadn’t met any of these Pill Masters before, so even knowing some of their identities, it wasn’t enough to make her show respect. Thus, she merely performed a courteous salute.

The Dean of the Alchemy Institute glanced at Yao Xinghai and then turned his gaze to Mu Qingge.

He looked at her with a complex expression, and then his gaze fell on the Heaven-Burning Furnace. His fixation made Mu Qingge want to hide the furnace.

Previously, the old man from the Medicine Tower Headquarters threatened her, saying if she didn’t participate in the Alchemy Conference, he would tell the alchemists of the Middle Ancient Realm that the Heaven-Burning Furnace was in her possession.

At that time, she suspected that the origin of the Heaven-Burning Furnace might not be simple.

It’s just...

Mu Qingge looked at the Dean solemnly, sensing that he seemed to recognize the Heaven-Burning Furnace.

’Did I let my guard down?!’ Mu Qingge’s heart sank.

Suddenly, a sound transmission echoed in her mind. "If you have time, come see me. I need to ask you some questions about the Heaven-Burning Furnace."

Indeed!

Mu Qingge raised her eyes, meeting the Alchemy Institute Dean’s profound and spirited gaze.

She didn’t need to ask; she already guessed the identity of that voice’s owner.

The Dean of the Alchemy Institute retracted his gaze, gestured with both hands, and the two Holy Level Elixirs were separately placed in his hands.

He was the Alchemy Institute’s previously sole Holy Level Alchemist, naturally the most qualified to evaluate these two elixirs.

He stood between Mu Qingge and Yao Xinghai, his eyes gazing forward, calm and unperturbed. The two Holy Level Elixirs continuously emitted radiance, the only difference being that Mu Qingge’s Hundred Turn Marrow Refining Pill appeared more splendid.

"Elixir, too, has its Dao," the Dean of the Alchemy Institute began, his voice full and powerful, penetrating the soul. "A Holy Level Alchemist must first possess their own Alchemy Dao. Though the path is different for each, all lead to the same destination. That said, the choice of path also signifies the difference in outcome. Between these two Holy Level Elixirs, the winner is already evident, no need for me to say more." He lifted both hands high, clenched Yao Xinghai’s elixir in a reverse grip, blocking its radiance. While Mu Qingge’s elixir, he positioned in front, announcing loudly, "This, not only wins in grade but also triumphs in the Alchemy Dao!"

Victory... Victory?

Mu City Lord has won?

Has beaten Young Master Yao?

She defeated the Alchemy Institute’s most talented young alchemist?!

Holy sh*t!

That’s incredible!

"This Mu City Lord, at such a young age, not only is she first on the Green Talent List, but she’s also the only Holy Level Refiner in the Middle Ancient Realm, and now she’s become a Holy Level Alchemist as well? How does anyone live up to that?"

"Wahhh... Mu City Lord was born to crush people’s spirits!"

"Alas, in front of Mu City Lord, we are all mere trash!"

Inside and outside the arena, after the shock, there was a wave of excitement. They witnessed a dazzling star rise, they saw the heaven-defying rise of a genius!

Mu Xuewu excitedly shook King Sang Shun’s arm and said, "Grandfather, the boss won! She became the champion of the Alchemy Conference!"

Mu Chen also smiled at Mu Feng and said, "The Young Master never disappoints."

"She won! Qingge won!" Ji Yaohua said excitedly, thumping Ying Ze on the shoulder.

Mei Zizhong and his companions were also smiling happily with Mu Qingge.

’She won.’ Han Caicai felt relieved as Mu Qingge moved further away from him, becoming more and more dazzling.