Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 815

Chapter 815: Chapter 250: To Hear the Way at Dawn, to Die at Dusk (2 Updates)

"Let’s go."

Mu Qingge deeply experienced Mei Zizhong’s eagerness.

Anyone obsessed with Alchemy would be unable to contain their excitement at the mention of the Alchemy Dao and would want to see it quickly.

Zhao Nanxing stood up and joked, "It’s rare to see Senior Brother Mei so excited."

Being teased, Mei Zizhong showed a shy smile, but the urgency in his eyes was not concealed at all. If he wasn’t waiting for Mu Qingge, he probably would have rushed into the Inner City long ago.

Zhu Ling chimed in, "Don’t tease Senior Brother Mei, when we first arrived, we were also impatient at the mention of Alchemy Dao."

"Let’s go, let’s go. It’s still early, after taking you to see it, we can return to the Outer City for a good meal," Zhao Nanxing said with a smile.

Mu Qingge hadn’t had a chance to take a good look at her courtyard, and the group hurried to the Inner City again.

On the way, Mu Qingge intentionally walked with Zhao Nanxing and said teasingly, "Senior Brother Zhao, how are you and Senior Sister Shang?" She hadn’t forgotten that Zhao Nanxing had always harbored unique feelings for Shang Zisu.

Years ago in Linchuan, things hadn’t worked out, but now after five years together in the Middle Ancient Realm, there should have been some progress, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Zhao Nanxing showed a bitter smile and sighed incessantly.

His sighs bewildered Mu Qingge. She thought internally, ’No way! I rarely gossip, and it turns out to be this poorly progressing situation?’

Zhao Nanxing’s expression didn’t look like he had won the beauty over.

Previously, she was busy with the assessment and had no chance to ask, but she didn’t expect that this inquiry would actually stir up Zhao Nanxing’s sad memories.

"Ah, Qingge, your Senior Brother is so unfortunate!" Zhao Nanxing said mournfully.

"..." Mu Qingge didn’t know what to say.

Suddenly, she felt that gossiping wasn’t that fun after all.

Look, she just stabbed Zhao Nanxing in the heart.

Zhao Nanxing shook his head slowly and, since someone finally inquired, he took the chance to vent, "Is your Senior Sister Shang’s heart made of stone? That’s not right, she was moved by you back then, wasn’t she? Or do I not look handsome enough or not suit her taste?"

Zhao Nanxing touched his cheek, appearing disheartened.

"..." Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched fiercely, suddenly feeling that her resourceful Senior Brother Zhao was gone. What does it mean to not look handsome enough? Not meeting Shang Zisu’s taste? Does she think he’s food?

Also... ahem, the feelings Shang Zisu had for her had long been redirected!

"Senior Brother Zhao, you have to work hard. Isn’t there a saying that a good woman fears a clingy man?" Mu Qingge comforted.

"A good woman fears a clingy man?" Zhao Nanxing frowned, carefully pondering Mu Qingge’s words.

Mu Qingge laughed awkwardly and closed her mouth.

She didn’t know how she came up with that saying.

Suddenly, Zhao Nanxing grabbed her wrist, looked at her seriously, and asked, "Qingge, is that how the Holy King pursued you?"

Uh...

Mu Qingge didn’t expect to draw trouble to herself.

Yet, facing Zhao Nanxing’s earnest questioning, she couldn’t lie. She coughed twice to cover her awkwardness and nodded, "Sort of."

At the same time, she internally ridiculed herself, ’What do you mean sort of? It’s clearly true! Geez! Back when Si Mo kept pestering her, forcing her to confront her own feelings, she might still be clueless about emotions. How could she think about matters of the heart when she’s so busy?’

Mu Qingge’s answer made Zhao Nanxing’s eyes light up.

He seemed greatly encouraged, thanking Mu Qingge, "I understand! Thank you, Qingge! And, if you get the chance, thank the Holy King for me."

With that, he walked towards Shang Zisu, head held high and full of fighting spirit.

Mu Qingge stood there, stunned, completely unaware of what Zhao Nanxing understood.

"Zisu, come with me," Zhao Nanxing rushed to Shang Zisu, reaching out to block her path.

Shang Zisu stared at him in surprise, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

Yet Zhao Nanxing didn’t retreat; instead, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Shang Zisu’s wrist. In her shock, he said to Zhu Ling, "Please, Sister Zhu, take Senior Brother Mei and Qingge. I need to speak with Zisu."

Zhu Ling was startled by Zhao Nanxing’s actions but was quick-witted enough. Seeing this scene, her eyes curved like crescents as she nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Nanxing pulled Shang Zisu quickly in another direction.

Shang Zisu didn’t even have time to react to what was happening and was dragged away by Zhao Nanxing. With cultivation not as strong as his, she could only be led away passively.

After they walked away, Zhu Ling moved to Mu Qingge’s side, laughingly teased, "Qingge, what on earth did you say to that fool Zhao Nanxing?"

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched, "Senior Brother Zhao is not foolish."

Shang Zisu was startled and leaned back, only to find herself against a cold wall.

And Zhao Nanxing’s figure descended, and amidst her shock, he fiercely kissed her lips.

Shang Zisu’s eyes widened, momentarily forgetting to struggle, feeling as if her mind had exploded. Zhao Nanxing kissed her hard until her lips swelled, then released her, resting his forehead against hers, and whispered, "I’ve decided that you’re the one for me in this life. Even if you are no longer pure, you’re destined to be my wife."

Before, he thought she didn’t like him, so he repressed his emotions. Now that he discerned the deeper meaning in her words, how could he continue to restrain his feelings?

Hearing his words, Shang Zisu was stunned on the spot, unable to respond.

...

"Within the Inner Courtyard of the Alchemy Institute, there are twelve Shadow Walls. Each Shadow Wall represents a lifetime of experience from an Alchemy Master. Every day, numerous disciples come to observe them, but how much they can comprehend depends entirely on themselves." Zhu Ling brought Mu Qingge and Mei Zizhong to the place where the twelve Shadow Walls were and introduced them.

"Twelve Shadow Walls, representing the lifetime of experience of twelve Alchemy Masters." Mu Qingge was struck with awe. This was indeed an invaluable treasure!

Not just her, even Mei Zizhong’s eyes were bursting with delight.

He didn’t say much, quickly moving towards one of the Shadow Walls, sitting cross-legged like others, facing the Shadow Wall.

Mu Qingge looked at the Shadow Walls, each with marks of cuts on its surface, yet it was very smooth. But as for the claimed lifetime of experience of the Alchemy Masters... she couldn’t see it.

Zhu Ling explained, "Every Shadow Wall can only be seen once you sit in front of it."

Mu Qingge nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, from a distance, came a burst of crazed laughter.

"Hahahahahahaha—! I understand! I understand! After sitting here for ten years, I finally understand the Alchemy in this Shadow Wall!"

Mu Qingge and Zhu Ling looked toward the source of the sound and saw, in front of a Shadow Wall, an Inner Courtyard Disciple standing up frantically. His temples were streaked with white hair, and he looked haggard and abnormal.

Soon, Protectors arrived, carrying him away.

Along the way, his laughter continued, sending a chill down one’s spine.

Zhu Ling said, "Though the Shadow Walls are good, they can easily unsettle one’s mind. If someone gets obsessed, they might end up like that person just now. I’ve heard that someone vomited blood and died after comprehending the Alchemy in a Shadow Wall."

’Having heard the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening.’ For some reason, this phrase suddenly popped into Mu Qingge’s mind.

At this time, she heard Zhu Ling say, "It’s said that in the history of the Alchemy Institute, the person who comprehended the twelve Shadow Walls in the shortest time was Yao Xinghai. He only took three years to comprehend the twelve different Alchemies."