Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 486 - 130: These Are All Artifact Refining Treasures!

Chapter 486: Chapter 130: These Are All Artifact Refining Treasures!

"Bitch!"

Diao Yuan was caught off guard and hit in the back, his entire body shooting forward, landing heavily and spitting blood. He glared viciously at Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling seized the opportunity to strike again, injuring the people on the left and right, and with a leap, returned behind Mu Qingge.

"Brother Diao!"

Song Yu and the others snapped out of their shock, quickly going to help Diao Yuan up while warily watching the movements of the five people on this side.

Diao Yuan took out a handful of pills, swallowed them violently to heal his wounds, his eyes coldly fixed on Zhu Ling.

Shang Zisu walked over to Zhu Ling and asked, "What exactly is going on?"

Zhu Ling rubbed her shoulder where Mu Qingge had hit earlier, smiling bitterly, "I’m sorry, Zisu, I’ve been hiding it from you."

Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing also stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mu Qingge, with the former even faintly protecting Mu Qingge from behind.

Mu Qingge glanced at his tall and straight back but said nothing, only watching with a playful expression as the disheveled Diao Yuan was supported by Song Yu.

"Diao Yuan, how does it feel to be betrayed on the battlefield?"

Mu Qingge’s smile made Diao Yuan’s gaze turn cold and violent. He glared at Zhu Ling, spitting with hatred, "You weren’t poisoned!"

Poisoned?

This word made Shang Zisu look at Zhu Ling with more concern.

Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing exchanged a glance and both tacitly chose to remain silent.

Although they did not know exactly what was going on, it did not prevent them from trusting each other.

"Diao Yuan, you must be very disappointed," Zhu Ling sneered coldly.

With that, she glanced at Mu Qingge and coquettishly said, "Brother Mu, you really don’t know how to show affection and protect beauty."

Mu Qingge’s mouth curled, "Sorry, I’ll pay attention next time."

"Do you still want to hit me again?" Zhu Ling glared at her provocatively.

"Stop flirting there!" Diao Yuan rudely interrupted.

Zhu Ling’s smile was full of sarcasm as she looked at Diao Yuan, "Diao Yuan, you wanted to use the Puppet Pill to control me, to make me attack Zisu, Brother Mei, and the others at a critical moment. But you never expected that my poison was cured by Brother Mu, and not only that, we turned your plot against you, making you taste what it’s like to be ambushed."

Puppet Pill!

This name of the elixir made people on both sides involuntarily gasp.

On Diao Yuan’s side, besides Song Yu and the other two who knew what the Puppet Pill was, the rest, though unaware, could judge from the name.

While on Mei Zizhong’s side, both Zhao Nanxing and Shang Zisu were among the top five on the reputation list and had visited the seventh layer of the Pill Recipe Hall multiple times, naturally having seen the Puppet Pill recipe and knowing its effects.

They probably never imagined that Diao Yuan would use such a vicious pill on a fellow disciple.

The main point is, the Puppet Pill is an advanced elixir. How did Diao Yuan, an intermediate alchemist, obtain it? The entanglement behind this is truly terrifying.

A strange silence suddenly enveloped the area by the Moon Lake.

Diao Yuan revealed a cruel smile, his Yin Zhe-like eyes staring at the opposing five, a poisonous aura that made one shiver with fear emanating from his gaze. "You have a good life."

His icy gaze slowly moved to Mu Qingge, a murderous intent in his smile, "Once again, you’ve ruined my plans."

This statement was undoubtedly a public acknowledgment of Zhu Ling’s words.

Song Yu and the others, understanding the Puppet Pill, quietly stepped back, fearfully keeping their distance from Diao Yuan.

On Mei Zizhong’s side, apart from the already informed Mu Qingge and Zhu Ling, the other three’s expressions suddenly turned cold.

Mei Zizhong’s voice was rarely sharp, "Brother Diao, your behavior violates the tower’s rules. If you continue to persist in your error, don’t blame me for being impolite."

Diao Yuan mocked, "Mei Zizhong, stop speaking to me with that lofty attitude. Who do you think you are? Just a discarded infant picked up by that old fool Lou Chuanbai. How can you, someone whose parents don’t even want you, compare to me? Not to mention your old, undead master, how can he compare to my master? My master is a dean sent from the main courtyard, while your master is nothing but a lowly commoner who crawled out from the grassroots."

Mei Zizhong’s face became increasingly cold, "You can insult me, Brother Diao, but you shouldn’t insult my master."

"Insult you?" Diao Yuan laughed sinisterly, the more pain he felt in his back, the happier he laughed, "I not only want to insult you but also take your life today! None of you five will escape today!"

"Diao Yuan, just relying on you!" Zhao Nanxing took a step forward and said coldly.

Diao Yuan looked at him, a teasing smile on his face: "Zhao Nanxing, considering you’re a prince of Yu Country, if you’re willing to join me now, I might spare your life." As he spoke, his gaze wantonly turned to Shang Zisu, and he continued, "Sister Shang, if you’re willing to submit to me and serve me well, I can spare you too."

"Hmph." Shang Zisu’s face was as cold as ice as she snorted.

"In your dreams!" Zhao Nanxing saw Shang Zisu insulted and was instantly furious.

Diao Yuan taunted even more: "Why are you so agitated, Zhao Nanxing? Sister Shang never liked you."

"You! Scoundrel!" Zhao Nanxing was furious, seemingly ready to strike at any moment.

Zhu Ling silently observed Diao Yuan, moved close behind Mu Qingge, and whispered, "Diao Yuan’s strength is not as good as Brother Mei’s, and his subordinates are even less worth mentioning. Why is he still so arrogant even though his conspiracy has been exposed? Could there be some trump card we don’t know about?"

Mu Qingge’s lips curled into a cold smile: "There must be a trump card."

"Brother Mei, isn’t it time to rid the tower of students who harm their fellow members?" Shang Zisu’s eyes coldly fixed on Mei Zizhong, awaiting his decision.

Mei Zizhong also looked coldly at Diao Yuan and his group, and slowly nodded.

Zhao Nanxing stepped forward and said, "You all have heard of Diao Yuan’s wickedness. Will you return from this path of destruction, or continue to commit evil with him? Choose for yourselves."

This statement caused some hesitation among Diao Yuan’s people.

Originally, they wouldn’t be easily swayed by Zhao Nanxing’s words. However, the Puppet Pill cast a deep shadow in their hearts, fearing that one day they might mysteriously fall victim to it.

For a moment, a few people began to waver.

Song Yu was among them.

But before Song Yu could decide, he suddenly felt a warm liquid spray onto one side of his body, and half of his face was dyed red, the stench of blood overwhelming.

"Ah—! Someone’s dead—!"

The screams came from nearby.

Song Yu was stunned with fear, instinctively looking up, only to find that a familiar companion beside him had been split in half at the waist.

And the murder weapon was in Diao Yuan’s hand.

Blood covered Diao Yuan, but he didn’t feel the slightest discomfort. Instead, his eyes were even more excited. He stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on the corner of his mouth and said in a cold voice, "Anyone who dares to betray, this is their fate."

This ruthless act immediately silenced the hesitant voices in the group.

On Mei Zizhong’s side, Zhao Nanxing also fell silent.

He hadn’t expected Diao Yuan to break his plan to sow discord with such direct violence.

Mei Zizhong slowly shook his head and said to Diao Yuan, "Cold-blooded killer, you are no longer fit to be a Medicine Tower disciple."

Diao Yuan sneered, "Whether I’m fit or not is not for you to decide!"

"Diao Yuan, where does your confidence come from, thinking you can kill us all today?" Mu Qingge suddenly mocked coldly.

Diao Yuan suddenly looked at her, violence evident in his eyes. "Don’t worry, I won’t disappoint you."

With that, Diao Yuan suddenly plunged his weapon into the corpse on the ground and flung it strongly, throwing the half body into Moon Lake.

A dull splash sounded, startling a spray of water and shattering the calm of Moon Lake.

The crystal-clear Moon Lake instantly seemed to be polluted by blood, its clear waters turning muddy.

Everyone was quite amazed at Diao Yuan’s actions.

Yet Diao Yuan’s smile was somewhat grim: "Just wait, the show is about to start!" With that, he instructed the people behind him, "All of you, stop them from leaving!"

Song Yu and the others were shocked, but due to Diao Yuan’s sinister cruelty, they had no choice but to strike.

Immediately, more than ten streams of yellow and green light shot towards the five people.

Mei Zizhong’s eyes turned cold, and the green light in his hand instantly swept away the first wave of attack.

Zhao Nanxing and Shang Zisu also unleashed their green spiritual power, engaging with the dozen or so people. Zhu Ling, unwilling to be outdone, directly confronted Song Yu, whose spiritual power matched hers.

"Sister Zhu..." Song Yu looked at the enchanting girl opposite him, the smile on his face a bit bitter.

Zhu Ling’s smile was also a bit forced: "Song Yu, we’re on different sides now. I won’t hold back, and neither should you."

Song Yu nodded with difficulty, and engaged in battle with Zhu Ling.

Among the five, it seemed that only Mu Qingge had not found an opponent.

She stood still, only watching Diao Yuan, who was similarly motionless, with a smile on her lips. There was a chilling intent within that smile.

Diao Yuan saw her and revealed a vicious grin, taking the initiative to approach.

He swung his blade towards Mu Qingge, but she lightly turned aside, dodging effortlessly.

Diao Yuan stood next to Mu Qingge, speaking coolly, "I know you’re an expert in using poison, so today I haven’t used any. I’m just curious about your spiritual power cultivation."

Mu Qingge grinned, showing an enchanting smile, "Do you really not know about my spiritual power cultivation?"

The underlying message in her words made Diao Yuan’s eyes suddenly narrow, raising his voice several notches, "So it’s you!"

"Seems you’ve remembered." Mu Qingge’s smile deepened.

Diao Yuan stared at Mu Qingge gloomily but did not strike easily again. He calculated rapidly in his mind; earlier he received news that all the people he sent to ambush Mu Qingge perished completely. He assumed some accident occurred, or maybe Mu Qingge used poison, or someone happened to pass by and save her. Yet, he never imagined that those people were all killed by Mu Qingge alone.

Those people were led by someone in the Green Realm, with several others from the Green Realm, all cruel individuals with numerous lives on their hands. They were all killed by Mu Qingge?

With such judgement, what exactly is her cultivation?

Suddenly, he felt incredibly fortunate, thinking that his master had foresight. Otherwise, today’s outcome would have been hard to predict.

Thinking about his trump card, Diao Yuan felt slightly more confident, sneering, "Mu Ge, do you think you’re very powerful? Today, unless you’re the legendary Purple Realm strong person, you’ll certainly die."

As if to confirm his words, just as he finished speaking, the water of the turbid Moon Lake stirred up into a massive vortex.

Above, the sky thundered loudly.

Mu Qingge looked up, unable to ponder over Diao Yuan’s words, only watching the strange phenomena with faint unease in her heart.

The sudden change paused the fierce battle temporarily.

Everyone retreated respectively, after the confrontation, there were no injuries on Mei Zizhong’s side, while Diao Yuan’s side had already been reduced to a battered, defeated army.

This was still the result of Mei Zizhong’s group holding back, after all, the true culprit was Diao Yuan.

"What’s going on?" Zhao Nanxing retreated to Mu Qingge’s side, similarly focusing on the changes in the lake water as he asked.

Mu Qingge pursed her lips and shook her head, a few signs of solemnity hidden between her brows.

Diao Yuan smiled coldly, leaping back to his side, and stuffed another handful of elixirs into his mouth. Seeing him do so, those injured disciples quickly followed suit, taking out their own elixirs to swallow.

For the Medicine Tower disciples, the one thing they lacked least was elixirs!

"The situation seems dire, Diao Yuan’s trump card is likely complex, we should act accordingly," Mu Qingge whispered to the four.

The four nodded silently, keeping alert of Diao Yuan while focusing on the lake water’s movements.

"Brother Diao..." Song Yu wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, approaching Diao Yuan, and looked fearfully at the lake surface.

Diao Yuan ignored him, only gazing madly at Moon Lake.

Suddenly, a massive sound like a beast’s roar echoed from the bottom of Moon Lake, making the ears ring.

The ground shook in response, countless fine cracks appeared on the ground connected to Moon Lake, rapidly spreading and expanding.

"Retreat!" Mu Qingge’s eyes sharpened, extending her arms, moving backward.

The people behind her followed and retreated.

Diao Yuan’s group also retreated.

Unlike the others’ panic, Diao Yuan’s insidious face was filled with excitement.

"Roar—!"

A roar like a dragon’s call sounded from the lake. The frenzied spinning vortex suddenly shattered, countless water columns shot towards the sky, bursting in mid-air, scattering water droplets all around like a heavy rain.

As everyone dodged the lake water, they saw something emerge from the lake bottom, spiraling upward.

Its slender form was snake-like but thick as a python.

Its entire body black and shiny, with hard and sharp scales emitting a faint blue glow.

Its length was a full ten zhang. It soared skyward, surprisingly able to coil in mid-air. Upon its appearance, the lake water returned to calm, the sky’s gloom dissipated, and the ground no longer trembled.

At this moment, people on the ground finally saw its appearance.

"Flood Dragon!" Zhao Nanxing exclaimed in shock.

With the outer appearance of a python, the head already beginning to protrude, wings slowly forming on its back, it was a Flood Dragon transforming into the Dragon Clan.

A Flood Dragon existing in Mimeng Forest?!

This news was shockingly sensational!

Legend has it that Flood Dragons are side branches of the Dragon Clan. Dragons are Divine Beasts and had already vanished in Linchuan. Although Flood Dragons are spirit beasts, because of their Dragon Clan bloodline, they have always been more formidable than ordinary spirit beasts.

Once it successfully crosses its tribulation, it can transform into a dragon, break space, and enter another continent.

The Linchuan Chronicles barely describe Flood Dragons due to their truly rare existence.

However, within the Medicine Tower’s Mimeng Forest, in the depths of Moon Lake, there exists a Flood Dragon!

Currently, the Flood Dragon spirals in the air, its lantern-sized vertical pupils filled with ferocity.

In its gaping mouth, it was biting the half corpse thrown by Diao Yuan into Moon Lake.

It overlooked the crowd, taking a bite, swallowing that half corpse into its belly.

"Humans, dare to disturb my rest!" The giant Flood Dragon in the sky could actually speak human language.

The faces of the Medicine Tower disciples whitened further. Some couldn’t stand firm, collapsing to the ground, a mess between their legs.

Diao Yuan’s face also went pale, fear flickering in his insidious eyes.

But, he still gathered his courage, pulled out something from his chest, and held it high for the giant Flood Dragon to see.

The giant Flood Dragon lowered its head, looking at Diao Yuan’s hand. In his hand, he held a token.

Mu Qingge and the others could see clearly, the token bore the character ’Hua’. It clearly belonged to Hua Cangzhu, representing Hua Cangzhu!

The giant Flood Dragon recognized the token, speaking again, "You’re sent by that human?"

Diao Yuan nodded.

"Something’s wrong, the giant Flood Dragon’s power is definitely not below the Blue Realm, we should find a chance to leave." Mu Qingge whispered to the four beside her.

The four barely noticeable nodded, their eyes also filled with seriousness.

"Speak, what’s the matter? If I help this time, I’ll repay his favor fully," the giant Flood Dragon said again.

Diao Yuan’s fear started to be replaced by excitement. The hand holding the token suddenly pointed to Mu Qingge and the others, fiercely stating, "Kill them!"

"Kill?" The giant Flood Dragon’s head slowly shifted towards Mu Qingge and the others. Its tone was calm, killing was as ordinary to it as eating.

Mu Qingge and the other four felt a chill on their scalp from its gaze.

"Yes! Kill them! Additionally, I want the Illusion Moon Bud beneath Moon Lake!" Diao Yuan eagerly announced all his demands.

The giant Flood Dragon’s vertical pupils turned cold, staring at Diao Yuan, "Greedy humans, still coveting my Illusion Moon Bud. Leave now, or I’ll kill you too."

Diao Yuan’s face changed, the insidious glimmer in his eyes obscure and hard to interpret.

It seemed he struggled internally before finally gritting his teeth, saying, "Let’s go!" to those behind him.

He led his people to leave, Mu Qingge seized the opportunity, said to the four, "We leave too, disperse and escape!"

Almost simultaneously, both originally fighting sides leapt up, rushing out of Moon Lake.

Seeing Mu Qingge and her group trying to escape, Diao Yuan’s eyes were filled with savage light.

"Trying to run? Cunning humans!" The giant Flood Dragon noticed Mu Qingge and the others evading. With a sweep of its long tail, forced the five to land from the air, meanwhile, Diao Yuan and his group already stumbled into the forest.

"What do we do?" As the five landed, they huddled together tightly, forming a circle, vigilantly watching the giant Flood Dragon. Zhao Nanxing asked, turning his head.

Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, speaking coldly, "If we can’t escape, then we fight!"

As her words fell, her right hand emanated a dazzling silver light, the finger cover on her index finger transformed into the Linglong Divine Spear which she grasped tightly.

This scene startled the four people around her.

The giant Flood Dragon in the air was also shocked and said, "Divine Artifact!" A greedy glow appeared in its enormous vertical pupil.

"Kill!" Mu Qingge commanded in a low voice, her body bursting with blue light as she charged towards the giant Flood Dragon.

The giant Flood Dragon sneered disdainfully, swaying its long tail to block Mu Qingge’s attack.

"Blue Realm! He’s actually Blue Realm!" Zhao Nanxing stared blankly at Mu Qingge battling with the long tail in mid-air.

"Not only that, she’s at Blue Realm Peak!" Mei Zizhong calmly added. Yet, no one noticed the hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Hiss——!

Shang Zisu and the other three inhaled sharply.

Zhu Ling said with a complex expression, "Having such astonishingly monstrous alchemy talent is one thing, but being a master at Blue Realm Peak—how can anyone live up to that?"

Zhao Nanxing looked at her and said with a bitter smile, "This time, I agree with what you said."

"Stop wasting words, we can’t just stand still," Shang Zisu stepped forward, her cold eyes fixed on Mu Qingge’s swiftly moving figure.

Mei Zizhong nodded and said to the three, "Our spiritual power is not as strong as Senior Brother Mu, but we can’t sit back and accept doom. We’ll each harass the giant Flood Dragon, distract it, and protect ourselves without holding Mu back."

The three nodded seriously with concentrated gazes, separated, and attacked the giant Flood Dragon.

The four mainly focused on creating disturbances, each attack was not meant to injure but to dodge quickly, sometimes scattering a packet of medicinal powder to affect the giant Flood Dragon’s movements and vision.

The giant Flood Dragon was irritated by them, and still had to deal with Mu Qingge’s fierce attacks, it shouted angrily, "Damned ants! Go die!"

With that, it roared, shooting water arrows from its mouth towards the four.

The sudden attack made Mei Zizhong, who reacted first, narrow his eyes and shout, "Quickly dodge!" He had a feeling if those arm-thick water arrows hit him, even with his Green Realm cultivation, it would be fatal.

At Mei Zizhong’s urging, Zhao Nanxing and Zhu Ling quickly dodged aside.

Only Shang Zisu was closest, and when she saw the water arrows, they were already near, unavoidable.

"Zisu!"

"Zisu!"

Zhao Nanxing and Zhu Ling shouted in horror.

They desperately wanted to rush over to rescue her, but the distance between them seemed insurmountable.

Shang Zisu heard their fearful shouts and saw the water arrow speeding towards her. That icy, sharp feeling and the thick killing intent on the water arrow bound her in place, unable to move.

’Am I just going to die like this?’ As the water arrow was only a fraction away from her, Shang Zisu’s heart was incredibly calm.

There was no despair, no fear, just a faint regret.

She still had so much left unfinished, and the promise to refine elixirs for Mu Qingge for three years remained unfulfilled...

’Swish——!’

In that moment, a silver flash with radiant blue light blocked Shang Zisu, shattering the water arrow. Immediately, Shang Zisu felt a tightness at her waist, being embraced and spun several times in the air, taken away from the danger zone.

In a daze, she only remembered Mu Qingge’s cold, stunning profile.

As soon as Mu Qingge placed Shang Zisu on the ground, Zhao Nanxing and Zhu Ling rushed over.

"Zisu, are you alright!" Zhu Ling examined Shang Zisu carefully, heart still petrified.

Shang Zisu slowly shook her head, seemingly not yet recovering from the shock. She looked at Mu Qingge and softly said, "Thank you."

Mu Qingge slowly shook her head and said to Zhao Nanxing, "Strike where the serpent is vulnerable. You continue distracting it, while I flank and hit its weak spot!"

Zhao Nanxing nodded vigorously, "Alright."

Just now, the giant Flood Dragon nearly killed Shang Zisu, and now his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Mu Qingge attacked the giant Flood Dragon again, Zhao Nanxing glanced at Shang Zisu and said to Zhu Ling, "Take care of Zisu, stay far away, leave this to us men."

If it were the usual Zhu Ling, she would definitely refute Zhao Nanxing’s words. However, the recent peril made her not dare to let Shang Zisu risk anything further, so she nodded and retreated with Shang Zisu.

Shang Zisu did not resist, only said with some disappointment, "I ended up being a burden."

Zhu Ling assured, "It’s okay, this time we were a burden, but we’ll work harder when we go back. One day we will become as strong as Senior Brother Mu!"

Shang Zisu earnestly nodded, tightly pursued her lips, and focused her eyes on the intense battle.

With the two girls retreating, Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing launched attacks on the giant Flood Dragon from both sides. Their attacks seemed like mere scratches to the beast, the only effect being to irritate and confuse it.

Mu Qingge continued to close in as she attacked, every slash of the Linglong Divine Spear across the giant Flood Dragon’s scales brought severe pain, even causing scales to fall off, revealing flesh beneath.

The giant Flood Dragon couldn’t believe these humans were so troublesome, angrily tilting its head to let out a long roar.

Suddenly, purple light erupted from its body, shattering trees and rocks.

Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing both were hit hard by the purple spiritual power, crashing heavily to the ground. Shang Zisu and Zhu Ling hurried over to drag them to safety and fed them the healing pills they brought.

However, these pills were ineffective against the Purple Realm’s attack, their healing properties weak.

Seeing the breathing of the two become intermittent, the girls grew anxious, then an elixir bottle descended from the sky, followed by Mu Qingge’s voice, "Administer the elixir to them."

Shang Zisu and Zhu Ling did not hesitate, quickly picked up the bottle and administered the elixir inside to Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing.

The Linglong Spear in Mu Qingge’s hand spun continuously, blocking the Purple Realm’s attacks externally.

The giant Flood Dragon seized the opportunity to coil its long tail, abruptly wrapping around Mu Qingge’s waist.

Suddenly, the pressure on her waist overwhelmed Mu Qingge, surging her vital energy and spiritual power nearly to the brink of collapse.

Forcing the blood that welled up in her mouth back down, Mu Qingge wielded the Linglong Divine Spear, fiercely stabbing it into the tail wrapped around her waist.

Instantly, scales shattered, icy blood gushed from the wound.

"Roar——!" The giant Flood Dragon cried out in agony.

In excruciating pain from its severed tail, it had no choice but to release Mu Qingge.

With her waist freed, Mu Qingge nearly fell from mid-air. Fortunately, Linglong amplified power steadied her tottering form.

"Damned ants! I’m going to crush you into pulp, and swallow you!" The giant Flood Dragon raged further.

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes remained completely calm.

She held the Linglong Divine Spear with both hands, its dazzling spear technique disorienting the giant Flood Dragon.

The giant Flood Dragon fired water arrows at Mu Qingge, but she dodged them.

Hating deeply in its heart, the giant Flood Dragon spat out a continuous stream of water arrows again, its scales erected as razor-sharp blades.

With water arrows attacking ahead and the long tail ambushing from behind, Mu Qingge was sandwiched in the middle, relying only on her advantage in agility to avoid attacks constantly.

The Linglong Spear shattered the water arrows, each shatter sent pain through her palm as if tearing.

One could imagine, if it weren’t a Divine Artifact in her hands, it would be impossible to fend off the giant Flood Dragon’s water arrow attack.

"Kill—! Kill—! Kill—!"

The Linglong Spear tip emitted blue, almost purple light, striking the giant Flood Dragon relentlessly, fierce attacks broke its defense, shattered sharp scales, flesh and blood splattered, faintly exposing the bones underneath.

"Roar——!" The giant Flood Dragon roared loudly, opening its mouth to release a giant net glowing blue.

The eerie blue light was potent venom; if it touched even a bit, it would dissolve bones into blood!

As the net descended, Mu Qingge’s pupils contracted suddenly.

An unprecedented sense of crisis beset her, leaving no room for evasion!

"Thousand Thunder Technique!"

The Linglong Spear stood before Mu Qingge, her hands flicked into swift seals, executing combat skills.

The Thousand Thunder Technique—last time she used it, she was in Green Realm. Now, she is at Blue Realm Peak, making the combat skill more viciously formidable.

Above Moon Lake, the sky suddenly darkened. Countless clouds gathered, dense and heavy.

Amid the clouds, the glow of thunder and lightning faintly appeared.

The thunder hidden within seemed like an ancient beast carrying heavenly destruction awakening from slumber, slowly rising.

Shang Zisu and Zhu Ling looked up at the sky in terror, their faces unable to hide their shock.

Having taken the elixir, Zhao Nanxing and Mei Zizhong, who had awakened, also looked towards the sky. The tall and graceful figure once again widened the gap between them.

’She is so powerful!’ Mei Zizhong gazed at the figure of Mu Qingge, a complex expression in his eyes.

"Roar——!" The massive head of the giant Flood Dragon surged towards Mu Qingge.

As if it was ready to swallow this detestable human in one gulp.

The blood-red maw was within reach, and the four people on the ground were instantly tense.

However, Mu Qingge looked calmly at the bloody maw and sharp teeth coming at her.

Suddenly, there was a fierce upheaval in her blood, as if a voice emerged: ’This is a perfect refining material!’

She didn’t have time to think about this sudden sixth sense. Her hand gestures moved even faster.

A violent wind arose, blowing her long hair into disarray,

At the critical moment, countless lightning bolts descended from the sky, all striking the giant Flood Dragon.

Seeing the prey at its mouth, the giant Flood Dragon raised its head and howled in agony due to the intense pain. The countless lightning bolts caused its huge body to tremble continuously.

Standing amidst the thunder and lightning, Mu Qingge’s clear eyes seemed to contain two storms, like the descent of the Thunder God.

However, the keen-eyed Mei Zizhong noticed Mu Qingge’s unusually pale cheeks.

The power of thunder and lightning restricted the Flood Dragon’s movements. Mu Qingge seized the opportunity, flipped and leaped, standing atop the giant python’s back with the Linglong Spear in hand.

She raised the Linglong Spear high, her eyes showing a fierce decisiveness.

"Die!"

With a clear shout, the Linglong Spear plunged down, piercing the Flood Dragon’s fatal point. Mu Qingge’s thunder power took the opportunity to drill into the Flood Dragon’s body along the Linglong Spear.

The Flood Dragon wailed in lament.

It sensed the threat from behind but was too late to stop it.

The blood within its body continually gushed towards the wound, and it felt its strength rapidly dissipating...

"That blood is a top-grade treasure, go collect it quickly!" Shang Zisu said as she leapt forward, already taking out a porcelain bottle to collect the flowing blood of the Flood Dragon.

Zhu Ling also hurried to help, and with Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing having regained their ability to move, they too took out porcelain bottles to catch the Flood Dragon’s blood upon seeing it subdued by Mu Qingge.

"Moo..."

The giant Flood Dragon let out its final cry of despair as its massive head fell from above, crashing onto the shore of Moon Lake. Part of its body submerged into the lake’s water.

Mu Qingge tightly gripped the Linglong Divine Spear, kneeling on one leg on the Flood Dragon’s back, feeling as if all her strength had been drained, with every muscle and bone feeling as though they might come apart.

Mu Qingge took out a Nine Lives Reversal Pill from her bosom and tossed it into her mouth. The pill dissolved instantly, finally making her feel a little better. Her special constitution allowed her to recover from any injury, as long as she wasn’t dead.

This time, in the fight against the giant Flood Dragon, it was already fortunate to have only sustained such minor injuries.

If not for the Linglong Divine Spear, this battle might have been even tougher!

"Mu Ge, are you alright?" Mei Zizhong abandoned collecting dragon blood and ran towards Mu Qingge.

The other three also approached her, surrounding her with concerned expressions.

Mu Qingge shook her head, "Just a bit exhausted, my Spiritual Power is depleted."

Mei Zizhong frowned and said: "Depletion of Spiritual Power can damage your Primordial Energy. You should sit and rest immediately. We are here."

Mu Qingge nodded, descending from the Flood Dragon’s back, with Mei Zizhong and Zhao Nanxing supporting her towards a tree that had not been affected, to rest. Mu Qingge turned to look at the Flood Dragon’s corpse, saying to Zhao Nanxing: "Brother Zhao, this Flood Dragon is all treasure; don’t waste the meat, bones, or skin."

Zhao Nanxing smiled and said: "Rest assured, leave it to us."

Mu Qingge was finally brought to a quiet place, where she sat cross-legged. Zhao Nanxing returned to handle the Flood Dragon’s corpse, but Mei Zizhong stayed behind.

"Does Senior Brother have something to say?" Mu Qingge looked up at Mei Zizhong.

Mei Zizhong glanced at her, then slowly lowered his eyes, his long and curled eyelashes obscuring the emotion in his eyes: "We are lucky to have you this time around. Don’t worry, we will do our best."

Mu Qingge was taken aback, nodding somewhat understandingly.

Mei Zizhong said again, "Rest assured, what you don’t want people to know will never be spread."

’He really knows!’ Mu Qingge was startled, feeling that Mei Zizhong’s vague words were referring to her gender issue. However, when she looked over, she saw Mei Zizhong looking at the Linglong Divine Spear stuck at the giant Flood Dragon’s vitals.

Mei Zizhong stood up, took a packet of medicinal powder from his bosom, and carefully sprinkled a circle around Mu Qingge.

After finishing, he explained to her, "This powder can repel insects and some Spirit Beasts."

"Thank you," Mu Qingge nodded in thanks.

Mei Zizhong also nodded almost imperceptibly and retreated to the side to participate in dissecting the giant Flood Dragon.

The scales of the giant Flood Dragon were very hard, and eventually Zhao Nanxing had to use the Linglong Divine Spear left by Mu Qingge to pry them off piece by piece. The remaining flesh and other parts could then be divided with their own weapons.

When Mu Qingge finished her cultivation and her body had recovered without any anomalies, she slowly opened her eyes to see the neatly arranged Flood Dragon skin, scales, and flesh in front of her.

Shang Zisu and Zhu Ling were doing the final sorting.

Mu Qingge looked into the distance and saw that beside Moon Lake, there was only a giant bone structure stripped of its flesh, with Mei Zizhong standing beside it, while Zhao Nanxing was nowhere to be seen.

Shang Zisu finished arranging the Flood Dragon skin in her hands, turned around, and happened to see Mu Qingge finishing her cultivation.

A hardly noticeable excitement flashed quickly through her cold, frost-like eyes: "Mu Junior Brother, you’re awake."

Hearing Shang Zisu’s words, Zhu Ling also turned her head sharply, and seeing Mu Qingge unharmed, she laughed and said, "Our big hero has finally woken up."

Mu Qingge smiled as she stood up and walked over to the two women.

"What are you doing?" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Zhu Ling laughed, "Of course we’re helping you, the great hero, organize your spoils! We’ve collected almost all of the Flood Dragon’s skin and flesh, but that skeleton is too large and hard, and we haven’t figured out how to deal with it yet."

While speaking, she displayed the ceramic bottles filled with Flood Dragon blood, amounting to over a hundred. "The Flood Dragon’s blood contains a trace of Dragon Blood. Although we’re not sure how to use it exactly, keep it; it may be useful later."

Mu Qingge glanced over it and said to the two women, "There are at least five or six hundred bottles here, you’re giving them all to me?"

"The giant Flood Dragon was killed by Mu Junior Brother, so these things naturally belong to you," Shang Zisu said lightly.

Her words made Mu Qingge feel somewhat embarrassed.

The giant Flood Dragon was indeed killed by her, but these people didn’t just stand by. Even knowing they couldn’t win, they fought alongside her and earned their share of credit.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Qingge said, "How about this, I’ll take half of the Flood Dragon blood, and you can split the rest. I’ll take these skins, bones, and scales first. I’ll find an Artifact Refiner to make some soft armor from the Flood Dragon’s scales and skin, and then give each of you a set. Also, if you need anything else, feel free to take it."

"Mu Junior Brother, you’re really generous!" Zhu Ling chuckled.

Shang Zisu looked seriously at Mu Qingge, saw that she wasn’t faking, and nodded without further refusal.

"Where’s Brother Zhao?" Mu Qingge asked.

Zhu Ling replied, "He dove to the bottom of Moon Lake to pick Illusion Moon Buds. He said that after being tricked by Diao Yuan once, he had to bring back Illusion Moon Buds to slap his face hard."

Mu Qingge nodded understandingly.

Indeed, this matter was clearly orchestrated by Hua Cangzhu.

Hua Cangzhu is the head of the Medicine Tower Branch. Now that they are unharmed, it’s inevitable that they can’t dwell on this matter too much when they return. If they forcibly try to drag Diao Yuan down by revealing the truth, just the part about the War God giant Flood Dragon would expose too much about her, which isn’t worth it.

Zhao Nanxing obviously thought of this as well, so he plans to continue completing the trial task and then use it to humiliate Diao Yuan. As for revenge, that would need to be carefully planned.

While speaking, there was movement from the water. Zhao Nanxing’s figure leapt out of Moon Lake, holding a handful of silver-white fluffy grass like crescent moons—their purpose for this trip—the Illusion Moon Bud!

"Mission accomplished!" Zhao Nanxing grinned at Mei Zizhong.

Then, the two walked over, and Zhu Ling recounted Mu Qingge’s distribution plan.

The two did not refuse and accepted Mu Qingge’s arrangement.

When it was almost time to leave, Zhao Nanxing said, troubled, "Although we have Qiankun Bags, they can only hold some medicinal materials and elixir bottles. The giant Flood Dragon’s skeleton is too big to fit."

Mu Qingge smiled, walked over without a word, first retracting the Linglong Divine Spear, turning it into a finger cover on her right index finger.

Then, with a wave of her hand, the giant Flood Dragon’s skeleton and those belonging to her disappeared before the four of their eyes.

This scene left the four of them dumbfounded, looking at Mu Qingge as if she were a monster.