Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 676 - 111: Mu Qingge Awakens (18th Update)

"How could this happen? What on earth happened?"

"Boss! Boss! Wake up!"

"Qingge, wake up, mother begs you to open your eyes and look at mother..."

"Young Master..."

"Young Master! Young Master..."

In a daze, Mu Qingge felt herself floating aimlessly in the void. Near her ears, faint calls echoed, those voices sounded familiar yet strange.

So tired!

She felt so tired, exhausted, so tired that she just wanted to sleep until the skies darkened and the earth faded away.

Thinking like this, Mu Qingge ignored the anxious calls and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Why is it like this? Qingge was fine when she left!" In the Sang family’s secluded courtyard, King Sang Shun looked at Mu Chen and Mu Peng with a face filled with sorrow.

Among the five who brought Mu Qingge back, he was most familiar with Mu Chen and Mu Peng.

Heaven knows how he felt when they brought back Mu Qingge with silver hair, unconscious. Looking at her silver hair, King Sang Shun felt a pang of distress. Looking at Sang Lanruo, his heart ached immensely.

"Everyone shut up." Si Mo, who had strong control over the space beside Mu Qingge’s bed, suddenly spoke coldly.

As soon as he spoke, the room fell silent, and everyone looked at him.

Si Mo, having arrived with Mu Qingge, prevented anyone from approaching her once she was laid down, not even allowing Mu Xuewu and Sang Lanruo. Mu Xuewu felt somewhat familiar with Si Mo yet couldn’t recall where they had met before.

As for King Sang Shun, he couldn’t figure out what relationship this stunningly handsome Mystic Robe man had with his granddaughter, his presence was so formidable that even with his restrained aura, it still made him, the master of the Sang family, tremble with fear.

Sang Lanruo, however, placed all her focus on Mu Qingge, not pondering over Si Mo’s identity or intentions.

At this moment, his words made everyone focus.

Yet, Si Mo looked at Sang Lanruo and spoke to her, "Little Qingge burned her lifespan to forcibly increase her cultivation. Now, due to insufficient lifespan, she has fallen into a coma. I need someone to volunteer to transfer lifespan to her, ignite the remainder of her lifespan, and awaken her."

"What! Burning lifespan to forcibly increase cultivation!" King Sang Shun was shocked.

Sang Lanruo looked at Mu Qingge with a pained expression and asked Si Mo, "What do I need to do?" She wasn’t naive; Si Mo’s words were directed at her, obviously hoping she would be the person to transfer lifespan.

"Mother!" Mu Xuewu spoke with a complex expression.

Si Mo slowly uttered, "The person transferring lifespan must have a blood relation with little Qingge, their fortunes connected."

"Then I can too!" Mu Xuewu immediately replied. She couldn’t bear the thought of her mother transferring lifespan, nor could she bear seeing her sister remain in deep sleep forever; she would take this responsibility instead.

"Though I am the grandfather, there is a blood relation, let me do it." King Sang Shun also spoke.

"No! I’ll do it. I am Qingge’s biological mother, no one is more suitable than me." Sang Lanruo insisted.

Si Mo looked at her and said, "Indeed, a parent’s lifespan aligns best with their child’s, minimizing risks."

Sang Lanruo happily said, "Don’t hesitate, tell me how to save Qingge."

"Mother, your body has just recovered, let me do it. I am the elder sister’s sibling, I share her blood relation." Mu Xuewu persuaded.

But Sang Lanruo shook her head, "This gentleman already stated, parents are the most compatible. Now, since your father isn’t awake yet, I, as her mother, must do this task, there is no room for discussion."

"Good. Everyone else, please leave first." Si Mo commanded the crowd.

"Lanruo, you!"

"Mother, your body..."

Both King Sang Shun and Mu Xuewu spoke anxiously.

"I’m fine, it’s just some lifespan." Sang Lanruo, however, didn’t mind, urging everyone to leave quickly.

Once everyone left the room, only Si Mo, Sang Lanruo, and Mu Qingge remained.

Si Mo then spoke to Sang Lanruo, "You’re at Silver Realm First Layer, in my opinion, your lifespan isn’t substantial. To transfer lifespan and awaken little Qingge, you have to transfer at least a millennium lifespan."

"No need to say more, just tell me how to do it." Sang Lanruo shook her head, unconcerned about how long she might live after transferring the thousand-year lifespan, she just wanted to save her child.

Si Mo lowered his gaze, stroking Mu Qingge’s silver hair with his slender fingers, "A thousand-year lifespan can only exchange for ten years of her life, barely enough to awaken her."

"A thousand years for ten years!" Sang Lanruo was shocked. She frantically asked, "What about afterwards? Does Qingge only have these short decades to live?"

Si Mo raised his eyes to look at her, "Once little Qingge wakes up, she will cultivate, as long as she continues to break through, her lifespan will naturally replenish."

"That’s good." Sang Lanruo breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn’t care if her millennium lifespan only exchanged ten years for Mu Qingge; she just wanted her child to be alright.

"Sit down." Si Mo instructed.

Sang Lanruo obediently sat cross-legged.

"As long as you can hold your spirit, I will handle the rest," Si Mo said to her.

Sang Lanruo nodded, her eyes pleading, "Although I don’t know who you are, I’m begging you, please save Ge’er. If a thousand years of lifespan isn’t enough, take whatever you need, even if it’s all of it!"

Si Mo did not respond.

Sang Lanruo looked at Mu Qingge one more time with reluctance before closing her eyes, holding her spirit within.

Once she was ready, Si Mo silently recited an ancient spell, forming symbols with his hands. When a faint black mist coalesced at his fingertips, he sent it into Sang Lanruo’s body.

Gradually, a red light ball was drawn out from the heavenly spirit of Sang Lanruo, floating above her head, with a thin blood-red thread linking to it.

Si Mo guided the other end of the thread from the red ball into Mu Qingge’s forehead. The red ball spun continuously, the threads connecting Sang Lanruo and Mu Qingge constantly transferring lifespan.

Gradually, Sang Lanruo’s appearance began to age, her temples grayed, and her hair color dulled.

When the thousand-year lifespan was transferred, Sang Lanruo now looked hunched and aged, with only traces of her former self visible in her features.

However, Mu Qingge had still not awakened.

Si Mo frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then transferred an additional three hundred years of Sang Lanruo’s lifespan, leaving her with only a hundred years left.

Si Mo flicked the red ball back into Sang Lanruo’s body, and she collapsed onto the ground.

"By all accounts, you should have woken up after the lifespan was transferred. Why..." Si Mo looked intently at Mu Qingge, deep in thought.

He placed his hands on Mu Qingge’s pulse gate, sending his own aura to investigate her body, but was immediately repelled.

Si Mo’s eyes filled with astonishment as his amber eyes flickered with emotion. He sighed, "Little Ge’er, truly... a blessing in disguise!"

...

The tightly closed door finally opened. Si Mo stood inside, looking at the anxiously waiting people in the courtyard.

Eventually, his gaze landed on Mu Xuewu, "Your mother fainted from transferring her lifespan. Take her back for some serious care. If there are any precious items that can restore lifespan, you can use them for her recovery."

Mu Xuewu rushed into the room. Seeing Sang Lanruo, transformed from a beautiful young woman to an aged old lady, she was filled with unspeakable heartache.

She restrained her pain and carried Sang Lanruo out.

When Sang Lanruo appeared before everyone, they were all taken aback.

"Lanruo!" King Sang Shun looked at his daughter, now older than himself, and felt as if his heart was being shredded.

"Grandfather, I’ll take mother to rest first." Mu Xuewu choked back her tears and left quickly with Sang Lanruo.

King Sang Shun staggered a few steps, regaining his composure before anxiously asking, "How is Ge’er? Has she awakened?" He hoped that Mu Qingge, upon waking, could understand Sang Lanruo’s sacrifice and sincerely accept her as a mother.

"Little Ge’er..." Si Mo paused and said, "She will wake up very soon."

With that, he closed the room door with a bang, set up a forbidden technique around the entire room to prevent anyone from approaching, and isolated all outside sounds.

He returned to Mu Qingge’s side, took off his shoes, lay down beside her, gently embraced her, and kissed her silver-white hair, whispering, "Little Ge’er, you always manage to scare me out of my wits. Don’t worry, I’m here. Sleep well, and once you wake up, everything will be over."

...

Mu Qingge seemed to be dreaming; she dreamt of falling into a golden, shimmering world.

In the dream, she felt as though her entire body was being remolded, with blood flowing anew into her, revitalizing her being.

Next, she saw the Divine Strategy Upper Volume, a sight she had seen more than once. This time, the cultivation methods, once obscure and esoteric, were instantly clear.

She instinctively engaged in cultivation, no longer feeling the threat of her body exploding but rather sensing her strength continuously increasing.

The powers gained from cultivation refined her meridians and bones, and even her skin and muscles. Repeated cultivation made her body stronger, giving her a feeling that she could punch through the sky with one blow.

This feeling lingered, and she acted upon it.

In the dream, she watched her fist, swung it forcefully, and an unparalleled force surged forward from her fist, crashing into the dreamscape.

Boom!

The world within the dream was filled with cracks, broken like shards of a mirror, falling away piece by piece.

Mu Qingge opened her eyes with a start. The scene before her made her pause, and the sharpness in her eyes gradually faded.

Suddenly, a familiar scent reached her nose, and she turned to see a handsome face very close to her.

"Ah Mo!" Mu Qingge exclaimed in surprise, reaching out to touch the man’s cheek.

The man’s long and thick eyelashes fluttered lightly like fans and slowly opened, revealing dazzling amber eyes. Seeing the woman looking at him with surprise, he smiled, "Little Ge’er, you’re awake."

"I... how did you..." Mu Qingge was baffled.

A void appeared in her memory. She clearly remembered fighting desperately against Mu Tianyin at Cold Inch, but how did she suddenly end up in bed with Si Mo?

Before Si Mo could explain, Mu Qingge sat up from the bed, her loose hair cascading down with her movements, smooth as silk, glossy and black...