Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 734 - 169: Don’t Be Afraid, I’m Here! (Second Update)

Where did this black mist come from? Even Xi Qianxue couldn’t say.

She only knew that she was standing here on watch, when suddenly black mist floated in from afar. The mist resembled human forms, hideous and terrifying, clawing towards her.

Out of nowhere, a dangerous feeling arose in her heart. Without time to think, she blew the bamboo flute she had been holding, hoping to warn Mu Qingge and the others to leave quickly.

At the same time, she immediately turned and ran, hoping to buy time and meet up with them.

Yet, those humanoid black mist seemed to have divined her thoughts, closing in on her even faster.

Xi Qianxue’s spiritual power couldn’t be summoned; she could only rely on her physical strength to run.

How could her speed outrun these phantom-like things? In the blink of an eye, she was caught up and surrounded.

"Back off!" Xi Qianxue shouted at them.

However, the five floating black shadows sealed all her escape routes. She wanted to leave but found there was no way out.

"Jie jie—!" A sinister sound echoed from within the shadows.

Xi Qianxue’s face changed abruptly. She drew her sword, holding it in front of her as if to protect herself.

Seeing her draw a sword, one of the shadows bared its teeth and rushed at her.

It was clearly just a shadow, yet Xi Qianxue felt a force coming from the front, colliding with her fiercely, forcing her to the ground, her sword knocked from her hand.

Xi Qianxue crawled forward quickly, grabbing the sword again, and swung it in front of her.

But the shadows still encircled her recklessly, pressing even closer. Xi Qianxue climbed up from the ground, holding her sword aloft.

She had a feeling that the shadows looked at her like she was prey.

They seemed to regard her as some kind of coveted resource!

"Don’t come any closer!" Xi Qianxue swung her sword twice more and, taking advantage of one shadow’s distraction, stabbed it fiercely. The sword tip pierced through the shadow but didn’t harm it in the slightest.

And the shadow she stabbed let out a mocking ’jie jie’ sound, stretching out its claws, reaching for Xi Qianxue!

Xi Qianxue dodged its ’claws,’ yet from behind, an eerie wind kicked up, flipping her to the ground. She rolled over several times, looking quite disheveled.

"Jie jie jie jie—!"

The five shadows pressed close again, their voices filled with that same terrifying laughter.

Xi Qianxue sat on the ground, pushing back with her hands.

She felt the hostility from these shadows but couldn’t understand their purpose.

Suddenly, behind the five shadows, more shadows floated over. This time, they were different from the previous ones, and Xi Qianxue could see the green glow in their eyesockets.

The previous five shadows seemed greatly frightened upon seeing the three approaching ones, wanting to flee in all directions.

Yet they were directly dragged back by the three more formidable shadows and were devoured before Xi Qianxue’s eyes. Witnessing this, Xi Qianxue’s eyes widened and her breath stopped.

She was certain there were strong and weak differences among these shadows. Yet, even the weakest five shadows, she couldn’t shake off, and now came these three...

After devouring the five shadows, the three shadows seemed to grow even stronger.

They looked at Xi Qianxue, their green glowing eyes seemingly flickering with excitement.

"How long has it been since anyone has come here?" One of the shadows actually spoke. The voice was incredibly seductive, even making Xi Qianxue, a woman herself, feel a shiver in her bones.

"Charm Demoness, you really got lucky." Another shadow spoke up. His voice was deep, but it sounded eerie.

The first speaking Charm Demoness laughed a captivating sound, "I’m not in a hurry. If you like, feel free to take it."

"Hmph! Forget it, don’t you dare try to make me degrade myself to dwell within a woman’s body, absolutely impossible!" The deep voice replied disdainfully.

What in a woman’s body?

What are they talking about?

Xi Qianxue’s thoughts raced, feeling the danger closing in on her.

The third shadow, who hadn’t spoken before, now said, "I smell the scent of other people ahead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one shadow disappeared alongside him in front of Xi Qianxue.

Xi Qianxue looked around, seeing only two black shadows, glowing green light, rushing toward Mu Qingge’s resting place.

’Hopefully, they’ve already left!’ Xi Qianxue prayed in her heart.

"Little sister, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, as if someone was exhaling beside her.

But the breath was ice-cold, nearly enough to freeze a person.

Xi Qianxue shivered and her expression changed drastically as she looked at the Charm Demoness who suddenly appeared before her.

The Charm Demoness leaned forward, making the outline within the shadow clearer. Xi Qianxue could almost see her features, a stunningly beautiful woman, captivating and soul-stirring.

"This holy appearance, I really dislike it. Still, it looks good enough, I suppose I’ll settle for it." She was very close to Xi Qianxue. After speaking, she extended a vaporous tongue formed from the black mist, aiming to lick Xi Qianxue’s cheek.

Xi Qianxue was shocked, retreating repeatedly, attempting to widen the distance between them.

But the enticing laughter resounded again, with the Charm Demoness’s voice following, "Little sister, what are you afraid of? Several hundred thousand years ago, I was a general of the Demon Clan. You being able to become my host body is fortune wrought from lifetimes of cultivation."

What kind of mortal body!

A general of the Demon Clan!

These two pieces of information startled Xi Qianxue.

On the other side, Mu Qingge heard the first sound of the bamboo flute and started to run toward Xi Qianxue’s direction. Halfway there, she suddenly could no longer hear the flute, causing her heart to sink.

Unexpectedly, two shadows suddenly appeared, with green light emanating from their eye sockets, approaching her.

She immediately stopped, tightly gripping the Linglong Spear in her hand.

"Another person! Hahaha! Finally, a man this time, he’s mine!" One of the shadows screeched and lunged towards Mu Qingge.

But the other shadow, still disdainful, said, "This pretty face with no substance, take him if you want. There are still people ahead, I’ll go check it out."

"Go ahead, go ahead! I smell two more humans over there." The previous shadow continued to press closer to Mu Qingge, speaking excitedly.

’Not good!’ Mu Qingge’s heart sank as she roughly figured things out from their conversation.

The two phantoms before her were likely those residual souls Bai Xi had mentioned from tens of thousands of years ago. These beings from the Divine and Demon clans, whose flesh had fallen but maintained their souls unbroken through powerful cultivation.

They roam this ancient battlefield, waiting for someone to enter, so they can possess and escape this space!

Currently, Ji Yaohua has exhausted her spiritual power for Ying Ze, who is still expelling the dead chi from his body in the Heaven-Burning Furnace. If found by these residual souls, they’d be at their mercy!

Ahead, Xi Qianxue suddenly stopped blowing the bamboo flute, and the two residual souls emerged from there, not knowing what happened.

Various thoughts flashed through Mu Qingge’s mind.

She immediately reacted.

The Linglong Spear left her hand and shot toward the shadow moving ahead.

Yet, the residual soul coming at her laughed sinisterly at her actions, "Idiot! Weapons are useless against us!"

However, in the next second, he froze.

"Ah—!"

The sound of wailing arose as Mu Qingge’s Linglong Spear pierced through the residual soul, setting it aflame.

"This... this is a Holy Artifact! You actually possess a Holy Artifact! And it’s a multi-attributed one!" The residual soul coming at Mu Qingge exclaimed in terror, its ethereal figure trembling.

Holy Artifact has a soul!

The soul nurtures spirit!

They are just residual souls, lingering in this broken space. Whereas the Artifact Spirit within the Holy Artifact is meticulously nurtured, connected to the master’s mind!

The reason a Holy Artifact is revered is that it can harm souls!

He watched helplessly as his companion, the picky one, turned into black smoke before his very eyes.

The Linglong Spear completed its task and turned to fly back to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge lifted her arm and, seemingly effortlessly, caught the Linglong Spear. The spear let out a joyful, clear whistle.

Mu Qingge looked coldly at the residual soul attempting to possess her with a ruthless smile.

Holding the Linglong Spear, she immediately thrust it towards the residual soul!

Still in shock, the residual soul suddenly saw the fearsome spear tip coming towards it, scared and wanting to flee. But he was fast, Mu Qingge was faster!

The Star Beginning Step at her feet left the residual soul unable to escape.

"Spare me... spare me... ah—!"

Mu Qingge paid no heed to his desperate pleas and finished him with the Linglong Spear.

After dealing with the two residual souls, Mu Qingge hurried toward Xi Qianxue’s location, silently praying that it’s not too late!

...

Mu Qingge reached Xi Qianxue’s location at the fastest speed and saw a figure lying on the ground from afar.

Her eyes shone sharply and she instantly appeared at her side.

"Xi Qianxue!" Mu Qingge called sternly.

The woman lying on the ground was Xi Qianxue. Looking at her condition, she seemed to have fainted. Before losing consciousness, one doesn’t know what she endured, her expression appearing quite painful.

Mu Qingge squatted beside her, lifting her from the ground so her head could rest on her shoulder.

"Xi Qianxue? Xi Qianxue! Qianxue!" Mu Qingge softly called.

She placed her hand over Xi Qianxue’s wrist to check her condition.

Suddenly, a dim light flashed in her clear eyes, and at this moment, the unconscious Xi Qianxue slowly opened her beautiful eyes, gazing at Mu Qingge with a softened allure.

Sensing something, Mu Qingge lowered her eyes to meet Xi Qianxue’s enchanting gaze.

Suddenly, Xi Qianxue threw herself into Mu Qingge’s embrace, tightly holding her arm, and said in a pitiful voice, "I’m so scared!"

Something icy flashed across Mu Qingge’s eyes, her lips curled slightly, and she held her, softly saying, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here."