Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 50: Elder Beiming (Part 2)

Mu Ge watched Mu Qingge, whose emotions were spiraling out of control, in silence.

It was the first time Mu Qingge appeared so helpless and miserable in front of her. In the past, she seemed indifferent, only showing slight emotions when she saw people who were close to her.

But now...

Perhaps, as Mu Qingge said, she couldn’t understand that kind of feeling.

In this continent, everyone can cultivate, except for her. If she were just an ordinary person, it wouldn’t matter, but she happens to have a distinguished yet sensitive lineage.

She has been suppressed for too long, bearing too many secrets, always wanting to become stronger, to control and change her fate. But unfortunately, in the end, she became nothing but a lonely soul.

No one, not even herself, knows that the real Mu Qingge is already dead, and she doesn’t even have a cenotaph.

Mu Ge’s eyes flickered slightly, and her cold voice softened: "Mu Qingge, you must understand, this is not something that can be resolved by avoidance." Tonight, even if she doesn’t attend the appointment, what about tomorrow? If she angers the stranger Mu Qingge mentioned, with that person’s elusive abilities, since he can quietly build secret passages in the Mu Mansion, wanting to take the heads of people in the Mu Mansion wouldn’t be difficult.

Mu Qingge’s lower lip trembled slightly, her eyes full of panic.

Perhaps at the moment she burned her bridges, she never guessed that her fate would be like this.

"We can go find Grandpa..."

"Making trouble by yourself, and then looking for elders to clean up your mess. Mu Qingge, you truly are a real waste." Mu Ge’s indifferent voice directly interrupted Mu Qingge’s fleeting murmur.

Mu Qingge’s transparent body began to tremble, as if all her strength had been drained.

"I said, why hasn’t anyone arrived yet, turns out it’s because they were tripped up by phantoms in the woods. Good disciple, let me, your master, handle this ghost for you."

Suddenly, a sinister and sharp voice fell from the sky.

Before Mu Ge could react, she saw Mu Qingge’s soul suddenly fly into the air, transformed into a wisp of blue smoke and captured by someone.

Mu Ge’s eyes contracted sharply, and as she moved, she suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an icy pit, her entire body stiff and unable to move.

’What’s happening!’ The immobilized Mu Ge stood there, only her eyes, clear and penetrating, able to move slightly.

She tried hard to mobilize the spiritual power within her body, but found that her Yellow Realm Peak spiritual power, once under her control, seemed as heavy as iron, completely immobile.

She even thought of her superpowers, but found her Thunder Ability and Space Ability seemed to have vanished.

She felt like an empty puppet.

’I was careless!’ Mu Ge’s heart tightened.

She possessed dual abilities and had an alarming cultivation speed, becoming a Yellow Realm Peak expert overnight, which made her a bit arrogant, thinking she could solve this trouble with her trump cards. But unexpectedly, without even seeing the person, she was placed in a passive situation.

The main issue is that even Mu Qingge’s soul was lost.

Suddenly, she realized a shocking fact.

That person could actually see Mu Qingge and easily capture her!

Crunch—Crunch—

The sound of footsteps on thin ice awakened Mu Ge’s full alert.

She stared tightly at the source of the sound, only to see a stooped figure, fully cloaked in a black robe, slowly emerge. Silver-white hair, cascading from beneath his hood, reached the ground.

His appearance made the temperature in the forest drop even lower.

Mu Ge felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Strong! So strong!

This was the fifth person to make Mu Ge feel strong since her rebirth. And this person could rank second among the five. Aside from Your Majesty, the Holy King, who left her with a sense of mystery, the cold aura from this man made her feel utmost crisis.

’North Ming Elder.’ At this moment, Mu Ge already recognized the identity of the visitor in her heart.