Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 679 - 114: Heartache, I’m Glad You’re Here!

In the courtyard, a dozen or so ceramic wine bottles were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

A faint aroma of wine permeated the entire small courtyard.

Outside the small courtyard, there was a faint transparent barrier with a subtle black mist, blocking out the outside world’s prying eyes and preventing any sound from escaping. It isolated this remote little courtyard, creating a space where Mu Qingge could let loose.

Not far from the large tree in the courtyard, under the eaves, two people sat on the steps.

Si Mo leaned against the pillar under the eaves, while Mu Qingge nestled in his embrace, holding a wine bottle and swaying it gently. The sound of liquid sloshing could be faintly heard from inside.

In Si Mo’s hand, there was also a wine bottle, but he seldom drank.

The Mu Qingge in his arms was already somewhat tipsy. Leaning against Si Mo, she felt a sense of security.

Her arm weakly lifted the wine bottle, tilting it, letting the clear, strong liquor pour into her mouth.

Mu Qingge tilted her head back, opening her mouth to receive the fiery liquor, which seemed to burn both her body and soul, yet it could not mend the scars in her heart.

Her eyes were closed, and tears she could not suppress slid down from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the wine, dampening her collar.

When the bottle could yield no more, she threw the empty bottle into the courtyard with a dull thud.

Afterward, she picked up another unopened wine bottle from the steps, tore off the seal, hugged it in both hands, and brought it to her lips to continue her wild drinking.

Si Mo just watched her silently, neither disturbing nor stopping her, letting her do as she pleased.

Clang—!

After finishing another bottle, the one thrown smashed into the previous bottles, shattering on the ground.

...

Outside the small courtyard, You He guarded the entrance anxiously. She turned her gaze, unable to see inside, comforting herself that with Lord Si there, the Young Master wouldn’t be in trouble.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, feeling anguish for the Young Master.

Yesterday, when the Young Master returned in that state, she couldn’t even intervene.

Today, she could only prepare meals, yet the Young Master hadn’t taken a single bite.

The Empress Jiang hadn’t returned, nor had Yuanyuan. Although the Young Master said nothing, she still managed to guess a bit. Also, she noticed that the finger cover on the Young Master’s right index finger was missing.

You He clasped her hands together, placing them at her chest, looking up at the sky, praying silently: "Please, Heaven, don’t torture the Young Master any longer. She’s already been through so much. If someone must be tormented, let it be me..."

...

Mu Qingge tossed another wine bottle from her hands, but this time, she didn’t pick up another one, simply leaning in Si Mo’s embrace, filled with sorrow.

"A’Mo, I can never forget that moment when Yuanyuan stood before me. He said he would protect me, more than once, but every time he said it, I thought he was joking. But..." Mu Qingge pressed her lips tightly together, unable to continue due to the pain in her heart.

No one could possibly understand the agony she felt, seeing Yuanyuan take the blow for her, and finally collapse into her arms, turning into battle armor. That heartache, that fury, and that overwhelming killing intent.

The High Priest said this was her Life and Death Tribulation.

But clearly, she was the one who should have died, yet Yuanyuan and Jiang Li shielded her.

She regretted it, regretting that she couldn’t resist Jiang Li’s persistence, bringing her along, leading to her disappearance, not knowing which world she had ended up in.

"Little Ge’er, protecting you was Yuanyuan’s greatest wish. Now, he can be considered to have fulfilled it. He wouldn’t want you to blame yourself. As for Jiang Li, if there’s a chance in the future, I’ll go with you to find her, even if we have to search through the Three Thousand Worlds. I promise you, I’ll definitely help you find her, okay?" Si Mo comforted her softly.

He wasn’t good at comforting people, but he felt that he had to say something at this moment.

Seeing Mu Qingge like this pained him too.

What Mu Qingge bore had caused her to forget how to vent her inner fragility, preventing her from crying and shouting like a typical girl to release her sorrows.

And yet, it was precisely this that made it so heartbreaking, to the extent of wanting to catch all those who hurt her and torment them mercilessly until they could neither live nor die!

In Si Mo’s amber-colored eyes, a thick killing intent emerged.

He somewhat regretted it, regretting not torturing Mu Tianyin more before letting him go so easily.

Mu Qingge lifted her head from Si Mo’s embrace and said to him, "A’Mo, help me with something."

Without a second thought, Si Mo nodded, "Okay."

As long as Mu Qingge asked, be it one thing, ten, or a hundred, he would agree, not even furrowing his brow.

Mu Qingge gazed at him, the clear eyes reflecting his image, "I know you also live on the Divine Demon Continent, so help me keep track of Mu Tianyin’s whereabouts, and don’t let him die by someone else’s hand."

Mu Tianyin’s life, she would claim by her own hands!

"Okay!" Si Mo nodded in agreement.

"Thank you." Mu Qingge nestled back into his embrace, saying to him.

Si Mo’s slender fingers ran through her hair, whispering to her, "Between you and me, there’s never a need for thanks."

Mu Qingge slowly closed her eyes and nodded gently.

"Little Ge’er, how about I let Gu Ya and Gu Ye protect you, alright?" This incident had frightened him. He couldn’t believe what would have happened to Mu Qingge if he had arrived just a moment later. So, by placing his trusted confidants by her side, he could feel at ease.

Afraid that Mu Qingge might oppose, he added, "If you don’t like them by your side, you can come with me, and I’ll protect you."

His little Ge’er, only by personally protecting her could he feel truly at ease.

However, Mu Qingge raised a slight smile and shook her head in refusal. "If I’m protected too well, how can I grow? Rest assured, this won’t happen again." She would never allow anyone to sacrifice for her again, she needed to increase her strength, she needed to become stronger!

"Little Ge’er..." Si Mo frowned, still wanting to persuade her.

But Mu Qingge stood up from his embrace and walked into the courtyard.

A flash of red light appeared on her, and a set of exquisite, stunning red battle armor appeared, as if it was born for Mu Qingge, only she could wear it with such flair.

Si Mo looked at the armor on her, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he said nothing.

Mu Qingge spread her arms and said to Si Mo, "This is the battle armor Yuanyuan left for me, as beautiful as he was. Moreover, I found that the Abnormal Fire devoured by Yuanyuan—I can manipulate it."

Si Mo also stood up, silently walking to Mu Qingge’s side.

When he arrived earlier, this battle armor had already hidden inside Mu Qingge, so he hadn’t seen it. Looking at it now, something seemed off.

He stood in front of Mu Qingge, reaching out a finger to her forehead.

Mu Qingge naturally did not resist Si Mo’s touch.

Suddenly, Si Mo withdrew his hand and looked at Mu Qingge, his amber eyes flashing with a bright light.

"What is it?" Mu Qingge’s expression tightened, and she felt a hint of inexplicable nervousness.

Si Mo suddenly smiled and said to Mu Qingge, "Little Ge’er, I have two pieces of news to tell you. First, because of this incident, you’ve developed a Fire Spirit Root, which is why you can still manipulate the Abnormal Fire."

Fire Spirit Root!

Mu Qingge’s eyes widened abruptly.

"And the second... I want to tell you that perhaps Yuanyuan can still be saved." Si Mo gave another piece of news that shocked Mu Qingge.

"What did you say? Yuanyuan can still be saved?" Mu Qingge grasped Si Mo’s arm, shaking it vigorously in her loss of composure.

If Yuanyuan could still be saved, no matter what the cost, she would save him!

"Correct." Si Mo nodded. He said to Mu Qingge, "I just probed and found that a trace of Yuanyuan’s Divine Sense remains undissipated, hidden in your consciousness. It’s just that he was wounded too severely and has fallen into a deep sleep. If you can provide him with a new vessel and nurture him with your Spiritual Power day and night, perhaps one day he will awaken."

"A new vessel?" Hearing that Yuanyuan’s Divine Sense was still present, Mu Qingge became completely engulfed in the thought of how to save him.

Si Mo reminded, "Hasn’t your Linglong Spear broken? It has served as a Divine Artifact for so long; it’s time for it to level up."

Mu Qingge’s eyes lit up, immediately understanding Si Mo’s implication.

...

On the Divine Demon Continent, Mu Tianyin was carried back to the remnants of the Mu Clan’s main camp, surrounded by several Pill Masters who continued treating him.

After a busy while, the Pill Master wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked over to an elder, and respectfully said, "Tianlu Zhe, the Young Master has suffered severe injuries this time and may not be able to cultivate for an extended period."

This statement made the elder’s brows furrow tightly.

The Pill Master continued, "Also, we have drawn in a substitute for the severed arm of the Young Master and reattached it. However, as it’s not his own, operating it may not be so smooth. Only after the Young Master wakes up and nourishes it with Spiritual Energy daily can it slowly integrate."

Seeing the elder’s silent demeanor without signs of anger, the Pill Master cautiously continued, "We also discovered that the Young Master has some remnants of Demonic Qi inside him. We don’t know if he encountered people from the Demon Clan."

"Demonic Qi?" the elder finally spoke.

"Yes, Demonic Qi. This Demonic Qi is continually damaging the Young Master’s body and obstructing his meridians, which is why he can’t cultivate. Additionally, the Young Master took an Elixir to enhance his Cultivation and seemed to have used a spell, so all these repercussions combined might..." The Pill Master said anxiously.

"Might what?" the elder slowly questioned.

The Pill Master gritted his teeth before answering, "Might affect the Young Master’s talent once he fully recovers."

The elder’s gaze darkened, his profound demeanor making it impossible to discern his thoughts.

After a moment, he slowly said, "You may leave now."

"Yes, Tianlu Zhe." The Pill Master bowed and retreated.

In no time, everyone surrounding Mu Tianyin withdrew completely, leaving no one behind.

The elder then slowly approached, gazing down at the comatose Mu Tianyin on the bed. Light fell on the elder, sharpening his features against the backdrop.