Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 733 - 168: Remnants of Souls from Hundreds of Thousands of Years Ago (First Update)

The massive hand in Mu Qingge’s clear eyes was gradually approaching.

On the other side, Ji Yaohua, although restraining the giant snowman, found it difficult to harm it in the slightest.

Mu Qingge gritted her teeth, pointed the Linglong Spear to the sky, and unleashed a move she had never used before—

"Heaven-Burning Fire!" Mu Qingge shouted the name of the move.

Instantly, the Linglong Spear spewed countless flames, engulfing the entire sky. The blazing fire burned the falling snowflakes and rushed toward the gigantic snowman.

"Roar—!"

"Roar—!"

The two giant heads caught fire and began to melt instantly, their mournful cries echoing throughout the region.

Even the snowflakes continuously falling from the sky emitted a sharp screech when they hit the flames, striking so violently that it felt like one’s eardrums were about to burst! Both Ji Yaohua and Xi Qianxue looked up at the towering flames, their expressions changing.

How much spiritual power did such a move consume?

Unconsciously, they both turned to look at Mu Qingge. At that moment, Mu Qingge was gripping the Linglong Spear with one hand, while the other hand took out a handful of elixirs, which she swallowed, her face pale.

The move just now was a technique she had comprehended and created on her own over the past two years. It was very suitable for large-scale battles, though admittedly very spiritual power-intensive.

After she began her cultivation in Divine Strategy, breaking through required immense spiritual power support. However, no one knew that her spiritual power reserves were several times greater than those at the same level as her.

Even so, a grand move like Heaven-Burning Fire could only be executed twice before her spiritual power was depleted. And previously, she had been continuously fighting and casting Taichu Urgent Fire, leaving her spiritual power exhausted after that move.

That’s why she hurriedly swallowed elixirs to replenish her spiritual power.

Taichu Urgent Fire was still burning, and seeing Mu Qingge taking elixirs, both Ji Yaohua and Xi Qianxue felt somewhat worried.

Xi Qianxue looked around, ensuring there were no snowflakes nearby, and that she wouldn’t endanger others before she gritted her teeth and ran out of the Fire Dragon’s protective range toward Mu Qingge.

Ji Yaohua also rushed over.

Seeing Ji Yaohua’s serious expression, she solemnly said, "Quick, go see Ying Ze."

Ji Yaohua was jolted and only then noticed Ying Ze’s grim expression. He nodded and turned to run toward Ying Ze.

"Are you alright?" Xi Qianxue ran to Mu Qingge’s side, asking worriedly.

She was extremely anxious and secretly cursed herself for still being unable to use spiritual power.

Mu Qingge shook her head slowly, telling her, "I just exhausted my spiritual power, resting for a bit will be fine."

Hearing this, Xi Qianxue was relieved.

At this time, Ji Yaohua supported Ying Ze and came over, his face looking extremely bad.

Xi Qianxue saw Ying Ze’s darkened face and exclaimed, "He’s been invaded by those things!"

Ji Yaohua nodded, looked at Mu Qingge and said, "Ying Ze is trying his best to expel them, but these things are difficult to handle." He had nearly been invaded by a snowflake before, and the cold, piercing feeling was unforgettable. Much more so for Ying Ze now.

Mu Qingge glanced at Ying Ze, having no better solution at the moment, she could only say to Ji Yaohua, "Let’s leave this place first and then talk."

If more snowflakes came, she didn’t have the ability to unleash fire again.

Ji Yaohua nodded, carrying Ying Ze on his back.

Xi Qianxue also proactively held Mu Qingge’s arm, prompting Mu Qingge to turn her glance toward her. Yet, Xi Qianxue’s gaze was earnest as she said, "You’ve overdrawn your spiritual power, I’ll support you as we walk."

With that, she led Mu Qingge forward.

Mu Qingge observed her, actually wanting to say that although her spiritual power was depleted, she still had physical strength. Her cultivation of the Divine Strategy First Volume was, after all, a Body Refining Technique. Her body was far more robust than others. So even with depleted spiritual power, she didn’t experience the heavy, weary feeling that others did.

However, seeing Xi Qianxue’s earnest expression, eager to contribute in some way, she remained silent and didn’t explain.

...

The four finally walked out of the peculiar place, with no snowflakes falling from the sky, nor were there any ice pillars around.

Ensuring safety, they finally sat down to rest.

The previous battle was truly filled with perils, with those bizarre snowflakes being virtually impossible to guard against.

Mu Qingge examined Ying Ze’s body, frowning in deep thought.

After a moment, Ji Yaohua anxiously asked, "How is he?"

Mu Qingge raised her eyes and said to Ji Yaohua and Xi Qianxue, "Perhaps I know why that place has so many fragmented corpses."

She then looked at Ying Ze, speaking with a grave expression, "These snowflakes of dead energy, once they invade the body, will freeze rapidly. Once they completely occupy, they’ll explode..."

Both Ji Yaohua and Xi Qianxue widened their eyes suddenly, inhaling sharply at Mu Qingge’s words.

"What about Ying Ze?" Ji Yaohua asked urgently.

He looked at Ying Ze, whose half body and legs had started to show a grayish color. His eyes were tightly closed, and his face, grim, seemed unresponsive.

Mu Qingge frowned and said, "He’s still trying to use spiritual power to expel the dead energy, but having been through combat, his spiritual power is depleted. And now with so much dead energy invading, I’m afraid..."

"I will transmit my Spiritual Power to him!" Ji Yaohua immediately said.

Mu Qingge lifted her gaze, looked at him, and nodded, "You can give it a try."

Ji Yaohua was overjoyed, and without a moment of hesitation, he immediately sat cross-legged behind Ying Ze, placed his hands on Ying Ze’s back, and channeled his own Spiritual Power into Ying Ze’s body through his arms.

Xi Qianxue stood up and said to Mu Qingge, "Rest assured, I’ll stand guard."

Mu Qingge frowned, "You?"

Xi Qianxue smiled and said, "Even though I can’t use Spiritual Power right now, I can still handle tasks like standing guard." As she spoke, she produced a bamboo flute and said to Mu Qingge, "If any danger approaches, I’ll blow on it to alert you. Also, if I can’t make it back myself, don’t come to rescue me, just leave quickly."

Mu Qingge frowned and pressed her lips together.

Xi Qianxue said, "Don’t think I’m selfless, I just believe that if you come back to save me, it would mean my warning was in vain."

With that, she turned around and walked away into the distance.

Mu Qingge watched her figure disappear from sight, said nothing further, and instead closed her eyes to begin meditating and adjusting her breath.

Her Cultivation speed was swift, and after meditating for a while, she recovered most of her lost Spiritual Power.

Just as she was about to continue her meditative practice, she suddenly heard a ’puff’ and smelled the scent of blood wafting to her nose.

She quickly exited her cultivation, opening her eyes.

Beside her, Ying Ze’s aura of death had spread further, while behind him, Ji Yaohua had bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and his spine was damp.

On the ground in front of him, there was also a pool of blood.

Mu Qingge quickly stood up, moved to Ji Yaohua’s side, and said, "This method isn’t working, step back quickly."

Ji Yaohua had transmitted his Spiritual Power into Ying Ze’s body, but instead of improving Ying Ze, it had backfired on him, proving that this approach was ineffective.

Unwilling, Ji Yaohua opened his eyes, looking at Mu Qingge with scarlet ones.

He didn’t want Ying Ze to die like this, and he wasn’t willing to miss this sliver of hope.

His stubbornness stirred something in Mu Qingge. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, and she said to Ji Yaohua, "Withdraw your Spiritual Power from him first. I might have another method."

This sentence ignited hope in Ji Yaohua’s eyes.

He tightly pressed his lips together, nodded, and withdrew his Spiritual Power. By the time his hands left Ying Ze’s back, there was barely any Spiritual Power left in his body.

Mu Qingge immediately tossed a few elixirs into his hands, saying quickly, "Take the Elixirs and meditate to adjust your breath." This place was fraught with danger, and without Spiritual Power, one could easily face a dire fate.

Ji Yaohua followed her instructions, taking the Elixirs in his hand, but did not meditate immediately. Instead, he awaited Mu Qingge’s plan to save Ying Ze.

Mu Qingge didn’t pay attention to him, but instead brought out the Heaven-Burning Furnace.

As soon as the four-legged Tripod Furnace appeared, it emanated a powerful aura. The blood-red body of the furnace bore a streak of audacity, and the archaic and weathered engravings upon it exuded an ancient, eternal sense.

Mu Qingge placed Ying Ze into the Heaven-Burning Furnace, and flicked a strand of Taichu Urgent Fire into it. Once inside, the Taichu Urgent Fire began to blaze.

With the protection of the Heaven-Burning Furnace, Ying Ze’s body wasn’t harmed at all.

Gradually, wisps of grayish-black gas rose from his head, dissipating inside the furnace. His complexion also seemed to ease.

Seeing Ying Ze improve and Mu Qingge’s method taking effect, Ji Yaohua finally sat in meditation to adjust his breath.

Mu Qingge stood with her hands behind her back beside the Heaven-Burning Furnace, staring at Ying Ze within it.

Her method was to refine Ying Ze as if he were an Elixir. Since the snow formed from the aura of death feared the Taichu Urgent Fire, her method should be effective.

Indeed, the Heaven-Burning Furnace did not disappoint her!

The aura of death on Ying Ze’s face gradually receded, allowing Mu Qingge to breathe a sigh of relief.

If, just a few days into the Ancient Battlefield, the fourth on the Green Talent List were to be lost, it would surely be a significant blow to all three of them.

’This Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield, truly there is an air of eeriness throughout.’ Mu Qingge mused silently. Her main goal in coming was to acquire a corpse of a God or Demon to extract blood. Although she had glimpsed many shattered corpse fragments, she was unable to obtain them.

"I hope we have some good fortune ahead," Mu Qingge murmured to herself.

Suddenly, the sound of the bamboo flute rang out.

Mu Qingge lifted her gaze, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Ji Yaohua was also startled by the flute sound. He stood up, walked to Mu Qingge’s side, and asked, "What’s that sound?"

Mu Qingge said solemnly, "That’s Xi Qianxue’s alarm; it seems danger is approaching." She thought for a moment and then said to Ji Yaohua, "I’ll go to meet her, you watch over Ying Ze. As soon as we’re back, we’ll leave immediately."

Ji Yaohua nodded heavily.

Then, Mu Qingge’s figure instantly vanished from the spot.

...

Xi Qianxue ran desperately forward, continually blowing the bamboo flute in her mouth. Behind her, a mass of black mist followed closely, sinister and terrifying.