Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 683 - 118: Fame Shakes the World (25 Updates)

The unusual occurrences in the West Continent have piqued the curiosity of countless families.

After that day, countless families’ spies became restless, eager to uncover what had caused such upheaval in the entire West Continent. The apocalyptic scene of that day remained vivid in their minds.

West Continent, Ying Family.

In a hall resembling the Imperial Palace, a figure knelt before Ying Ze.

"Fusha City, Sang Family." After the kneeling figure finished relaying the intelligence gathered, Ying Ze uttered these five words.

"Yes, Young Master." The person kneeling said.

"Ah-ah—ah—ah-ah-ah—" Ying Ze did not speak further, but a strange sound emerged from beside him.

The kneeling person quietly raised their head, quickly glanced at the man standing beside the Young Master, and then lowered their head again.

Ying Ze turned his gaze to Ying Chuan, whose tongue was cut by Mu Qingge, and said indifferently, "Do you still want to marry Sang Xuewu?"

Ying Chuan nodded vigorously, but what shone in his eyes was not the previous admiration, but resentment.

He wanted to marry Sang Xuewu not for her beauty anymore, but out of hatred. He wanted to severely torment her, torment the woman who had made him lose his tongue and forever unable to speak.

Right! And also that man named Mu Qingge! He wouldn’t let him off either.

Ying Ze saw the hatred in his eyes but said coldly, "I said this matter is already over. If you wish to defy my orders, you should know the consequences."

Ying Chuan’s scalp tingled; he pressed his lips tightly, and a trace of fear showed in his eyes.

Outsiders only knew he was Ying Ze’s brother, a pampered wastrel of the Ying Family. In reality, his greatest fear was his cold-blooded brother.

His parents’ words he dared to treat like wind passing his ears, but Ying Ze’s words he did not dare ignore.

Just to make him forget about the tongue-cutting grudge?

He couldn’t do it!

Ying Ze lowered his gaze, retracted the thoughts in his eyes, clenching his hands hidden in his sleeves until his knuckles turned white.

"Continue to investigate; I want to know if anything has happened recently in the Sang Family." Ying Ze instructed the kneeling spy.

The spy immediately bowed and withdrew.

...

In Fusha City, rumors about yesterday’s anomalies had already spread wildly. Countless families’ spies had also infiltrated Fusha City, conducting low-profile investigations.

Their focus was on the Sang Family of Fusha City.

Because this is a family with the bloodline of Artifact Refiners. Even if they have declined, they must not be underestimated!

In Mu Qingge’s small courtyard, all unrelated personnel retreated, leaving only You He to serve.

In the room sat five people: the rested Mu Qingge and Si Mo, as well as King Sang Shun, Sang Lanruo, and Mu Xuewu. After a few days of recuperation, Sang Lanruo’s complexion had improved significantly, no longer as frail as before.

Today, they were here to get clarification on the situation!

Yesterday, King Sang Shun directly asked Si Mo about his origin, to which he directly responded, "He is Mu Qingge’s husband," then turned and entered the room, leaving King Sang Shun excluded.

Today, upon learning Mu Qingge had awakened, he called Sang Lanruo and Mu Xuewu to come along.

"Ahem, what do you all want to know?" Mu Qingge coughed lightly, concealing her awkwardness.

The three of them entered early in the morning, and then the five of them sat silently for a long time, their evaluating gazes continually falling upon her and Si Mo. But Si Mo’s calm demeanor seemed entirely unwilling to speak, leaving her to break the silence after pondering endlessly.

"Ge’er, this gentleman..."

Sang Lanruo hesitated to speak, and ultimately King Sang Shun asked the question.

Mu Qingge lifted her gaze and glanced at Si Mo, who had a faint smile on his lips, and introduced, "He is Si Mo. Um, when we were in Linchuan, we got engaged."

Mu Qingge admitting it herself made all three gasp.

Mu Xuewu also curiously assessed this brother-in-law.

She had once thought that for someone as outstanding as her sister, it would be impossible to find a man worthy in the world. Yet unexpectedly, this problem was solved long ago by her sister.

Moreover, seeing this future brother-in-law today, she felt that he and her sister were exceptionally well-matched.

Perhaps, in this world, apart from him, there is no man who can compare to her sister!

"Si... Master, I wonder which place you hail from?" Sang Lanruo initially wanted to address Si Mo as ’Young Master’, but felt ’Young Master’ as a title did not fit his demeanor, ultimately using ’Master’.

This mother-in-law calling her future son-in-law ’Master’ sounded awkward no matter how she put it.

Mu Qingge was most troubled by such questions and could only look to Si Mo for help.

Receiving her plea for aid, Si Mo smiled faintly and said, "Mother-in-law, there’s no need for such formal addressing, just call me Si Mo."

"Alright, then I’ll call you Si Mo from now on." Sang Lanruo also went along with it, no longer insisting.

All three waited for Si Mo to speak; Si Mo raised an eyebrow, then said, "I met Little Ge’er in Linchuan, and we affirmed each other, promising to be together for all lifetimes. As for myself, I lost my parents early on, with no siblings at home, only a family business to manage, so I can’t always accompany Little Ge’er. Now, I am also waiting for Little Ge’er to nod soon so she can be welcomed into my family."

"Cough cough." Mu Qingge’s cheeks, flushed by Si Mo’s last deep, affectionate gaze, seemed as if on fire.

"Then where is your family, Si Mo?" King Sang Shun asked again.

Si Mo lowered his gaze, the smile on his lips unchanged, "I am not from Linchuan, nor from the Middle Ancient Realm."

Not from Linchuan? Nor from the Middle Ancient Realm?

This answer made King Sang Shun furrow his brows. Sang Lanruo and Mu Xuewu also displayed a hint of confusion.

Suddenly, King Sang Shun’s eyes widened, round as saucers, looking at Si Mo in shock as he exclaimed, "You... you are..."

Si Mo smiled faintly.

The answer was already self-evident.

"What is it?" Sang Lanruo turned her gaze towards her father.

King Sang Shun, however, held his breath and slowly shook his head, saying to Sang Lanruo, "It’s nothing." The Divine Demon Continent! The Divine Demon Continent! King Sang Shun’s gaze towards Si Mo had completely changed, with a hint of awe hidden deep within his eyes.

Then, he looked worriedly at Mu Qingge, seemingly concerned that the gap between the two would cause Mu Qingge undue hardship.

Mu Qingge sensed the meaning in his eyes and said, "I am fully aware of A Mo’s background. Since I’ve chosen to be with him, I will be sufficiently prepared and able to handle everything. So, you don’t need to worry."

King Sang Shun and Sang Lanruo exchanged a glance, both understanding the situation.

Since Mu Qingge had said as much, it indicated that she had already made up her mind about this person and would not change it.

"Ge’er, come with me for a moment." Sang Lanruo stood up and said to Mu Qingge.

Mu Xuewu hurriedly handed her a cane, which Sang Lanruo took as she walked out of the room.

Mu Qingge stood up, and after a moment’s thought, followed her out.

The two walked a little further before Sang Lanruo, with a strange expression, said, "Ge’er, Mother knows you two are already engaged and have a name. However, since you are not yet married, you must protect yourself."

Hmm?

Mu Qingge blinked, momentarily not understanding what Sang Lanruo meant.

Seeing her perplexed expression, Sang Lanruo awkwardly said, "What I mean is, Si Mo has been staying by your side these past few days without taking a step away, which is indeed touching. But as women, we must conduct ourselves well and not let ourselves be taken advantage of."

Mu Qingge understood.

With the conversation reaching this point, if she still didn’t understand, wouldn’t that be too dim?

Sang Lanruo was worried she might be compromising herself before marriage, or getting pregnant out of wedlock, which would cause embarrassment. In any case, she was concerned Mu Qingge might suffer a loss and get hurt.

However, this reminder came a bit late.

"Ahem. I understand." Mu Qingge avoided Sang Lanruo’s gaze, lightly coughing as she spoke.

"As long as you remember." Sang Lanruo didn’t notice the hint of guilt in her eyes and sighed a breath of relief.

Then, she continued, "Since you two are so in love, why not marry? If you agree, Mother can help organize this matter for you?"

Uh! Marry?

Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows and said to Sang Lanruo, "No, not for now. Currently, I still need to focus on cultivation, and once I’ve achieved results, I’ll personally go to propose."

Sang Lanruo frowned and chided, "What do you mean propose? If there’s to be a marriage, he should come to marry you with a grand procession and Spirit Beasts clearing the way."

Mu Qingge curled her lips, not explaining further.

This was the first time the mother and daughter had such an intimate conversation, and it wasn’t as awkward as Mu Qingge had imagined. Having figured out Si Mo’s identity, King Sang Shun and the others were reassured and left.

When Mu Qingge returned to the room, she was met with Si Mo’s smiling eyes.

"Little Ge’er, now that your mother-in-law and grandfather have accepted me as their son-in-law, and your health is almost recovered, shouldn’t we do something more meaningful?" Si Mo walked over to Mu Qingge, pulling her into his arms, his big hand starting to misbehave on her waist.

Mu Qingge suddenly smiled, knocking away his mischievous hand, "Just now, Mother told me to keep decorous before marriage, and I wholeheartedly agree. So, please keep a safe distance from me."

After saying that, she broke away from Si Mo’s embrace.

Si Mo grumbled with a darkened expression, "Little Ge’er, don’t you think this goodwill came a bit late? Or are you implying that I should marry you sooner?"

Si Mo then waved his hand, sealing the room, and strode toward Mu Qingge...

...

The Sang Family has refined a Holy Artifact!

When this news finally spread, the entire West Continent, even the whole Middle Ancient Realm, was in an uproar.

A Holy Artifact! How many years has it been since a new Holy Artifact appeared? Is the fading Sang Family about to rise again?

The person in the Sang Family who refined the Holy Artifact is an external descendant named Mu Qingge!

Mu Qingge?!

When this news spread, everyone who had heard of the name Mu Qingge was stunned.

Mu Qingge? Isn’t that the master of Dragon Teeth who made a name for themselves during the Great Hunt? Wasn’t it them, the unparalleled genius who could rival the top five on the Green Talent List?

And they actually refined a Holy Artifact! And as an external descendant of the Sang Clan?

No wonder they stood up for Sang Xuewu!