Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort

Chapter 803: Chapter 238: Alchemy Institute Registration Deadline (Second Update)

Stepping into the shadows, Mu Qingge flickered and was already inside the space.

Upon entering, Mu Qingge felt her vision darken and was immediately enveloped by an embrace.

"Oh, Qingge, you’re being mischievous." Si Mo held Mu Qingge and lifted her, turning to walk toward the bed.

The movement was so skillful, it was flawless.

Mu Qingge, with her tall stature, appeared petite in his arms, which stunned her for a moment. She looked at the man in surprise, unsure of what madness he was indulging in again.

It wasn’t until he placed her on the bed and pressed her underneath that Mu Qingge suddenly came to her senses.

She pushed against the man’s chest with her hands, exclaiming: "What do you think you’re doing?"

Si Mo gave her a wicked smile and, with an accusatory tone, said, "Oh Qingge, you sneak-attacked me in secret, what do you think I’m doing? I’m naturally going to continue what you left unfinished before..."

As he spoke, he climbed up, pinning Mu Qingge beneath him with limbs.

Mu Qingge, trapped under him, couldn’t help but breathe more rapidly. She gave a sheepish smile, "I’m doing this for your own good. In your current condition, you need rest, not intense... uh... cough... exercise."

"I won’t move, I’ll let you take charge." Si Mo raised his eyebrows after finishing. Suddenly, he hugged Mu Qingge’s waist, flipping her over.

Mu Qingge felt a dizzying spin as she found herself astride Si Mo’s firm waist muscles. At that moment, his hands gently supported her waist while her hands pressed against his chest, kneeling on his waist.

The ambiguity of the posture was simply suggestive!

Mu Qingge’s expression tensed, and she instinctively wriggled uneasily.

"Mm..." Unexpectedly, Si Mo let out a sound that made one’s face flush with embarrassment.

This instantly turned Mu Qingge’s cheeks crimson, burning like a fire.

She gave his chest a hard punch, struggling to break free from him. Surprisingly, Si Mo didn’t stop her this time.

Mu Qingge jumped off the bed, maintaining a safe distance from Si Mo.

"Ahem." Mu Qingge shook her sleeves, placing a fist near her lips with a light cough to conceal her embarrassment.

Si Mo lay on the bed, propped his head with a hand, with a smile of unclear meaning on his lips, watching her. His amber eyes reflected only Mu Qingge’s figure.

Mu Qingge’s gaze involuntarily drifted towards him, noticing his loose robe revealing a perfect chest line, muscles, and exquisite collarbones.

Even with the robe draped over him, it couldn’t hide his slender and graceful body lines.

The unbound black hair naturally cascaded down, blending seamlessly with the bedding, smooth as silk.

His handsome features made the world dull, and the sea without spirit.

Such unparalleled beauty made Mu Qingge involuntarily swallow. ’Damn! This man is seducing her again! She must restrain herself! Resist the temptation!’

"Oh Qingge, just once, it wouldn’t matter." Si Mo’s voice, like a bewitching spell, sounded.

Instantly, Mu Qingge felt a heat all over her body.

Suddenly, she felt that Si Mo’s words were more potent than the Charm Demoness skilled in charm techniques! In front of him, she had no defense at all.

’Damn him for being so tempting!’ Mu Qingge murmured inwardly.

Even she, not fond of male allure, was like this, no wonder so many fleeting affections clung to him actively!

"If possible, I’d want to imprison you here, so no one else could see!" Mu Qingge ground her teeth uncontrollably.

"I yearn for it." Si Mo’s gaze darkened, something stirring in the depths of his eyes.

Indeed, he was seducing Mu Qingge, but wasn’t Mu Qingge seducing him too? He knew he needed immense willpower to control himself, not forcibly pressing her onto the bed and taking what he desired.

This period of being together day and night, although he didn’t remember the past, made him understand that his Qingge wasn’t one to be manipulated. To possess her forever, he needed to know when to stop, when to indulge moderately, when not to force her.

Therefore, at this moment, he could only tempt her to act impulsively, not compel her.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, biting the tip of her tongue to keep her mind clear.

"I’m going to do alchemy; take a good rest." Mu Qingge turned around, avoiding looking at him.

Si Mo watched her upright back, an amber gaze flickering with a hint of disappointment. Yet he didn’t blame her because he knew Mu Qingge’s restraint was out of concern for his health, avoiding any mishaps from excessive excitement.

But does this mean they should abstain for a long time?

Si Mo’s gaze darkened, with shadows difficult to discern in his eyes. It wasn’t his intention...

His silhouette flickered, disappearing from the bed.

Reappearing, he was behind Mu Qingge, aligning his back against hers, gently enfolding her in his embrace.

"Oh Qingge..."

Si Mo’s voice sounded in Mu Qingge’s ear, making her spine stiffen.

"Little Qingge, did you know holding back for too long can cause harm?" Si Mo rubbed his hands back and forth around Mu Qingge’s waist, making her whole body feel weak and numb.

A longing rose within Si Mo’s heart.

It was something his lonely heart, isolated for tens of thousands of years, had never felt before.

’Holding back for too long can cause harm?’ Si Mo sighed inwardly. Why had he never thought about women for tens of thousands of years and felt fine, yet now with this person by his side, he desperately wished to entangle with her day and night?

He was genuinely afraid of scaring the person cradled in his arms.

Si Mo’s words left Mu Qingge speechless. She wanted to mock him a bit, but thinking of his current physical condition made her feel a bit compassionate.

"Ahem... um..." Mu Qingge felt a bit awkward, she lowered her head, avoiding Si Mo’s gaze, and said somewhat unnaturally, "Before your body fully recovers, you can only once every ten days."

After speaking, she quickly escaped Si Mo’s embrace, cheeks flushed, and rushed into her own Alchemy Room.

’Damn it! Damn it! Isn’t it just about that matter between men and women? Why be so shy?!’ As Mu Qingge ran, she disdained her own reaction in her heart.

Standing in place, Si Mo showed a smile because of this unexpected joy.

"I seem to have never told little Qingge that her shy demeanor is even more charming," Si Mo muttered to himself.

Mu Qingge’s figure lingered in Si Mo’s mind, unable to be erased.

His longing and affection for her grew every day, so rapidly that even he found it frightening.

Suddenly, Si Mo’s expression darkened. He recalled the words his four loyal subordinates said after reporting to him not long ago at Taixuan Ancient Palace.

Qing Yan and Ling Jiu recklessly inquired about little Qingge’s origins!

Their expressions clearly showed they were coveting his little Qingge!

"Humph! Just punishing them to guard Wujiang for several years really is letting them off lightly!" Si Mo said, his face gloomy.

Meanwhile, the two Great Feudal Lords whom he capriciously punished to guard Wujiang in the Taixuan Demon Realm also wore frustrated expressions. They merely asked about the Princess’s hometown, wanting to follow Your Majesty’s example and seek suitable companionship in the Princess’s homeland, yet inexplicably ended up here.

This Wujiang is a barren place; not to mention women, there isn’t even a single soul.

What are they, two Great Feudal Lords, guarding here?

"Retaliation! This is undisguised retaliation!" Ling Jiu lamented indignantly.

Qing Yan also looked skyward, speechless and choked with emotions. His heart lamented, ’When did the wise and mighty Your Majesty become so petty and jealous?’

...

East Continent, Alchemy Institute.

The Alchemy Institute recruits students once every three years, and each recruitment shocks the various continents in the Middle Ancient Realm.

Countless people come from afar, be it those yearning for the life of a Pill Master or aspiring alchemists, they endure hardships and travel long distances to take part in the various assessments here.

Those with talent are chosen by the Alchemy Institute to become attendants or Pill Masters.

Those without talent, if lucky, might also become Protectors of the Alchemy Institute. Although not Pill Masters, at least they interact with them, which can be an extension of their own network.

After all, it’s quite remarkable to know a few Pill Masters when traversing the Middle Ancient Realm.

Knowing a Pill Master means that if one needs an elixir, they can seek a familiar Pill Master to craft one, which is far better than going elsewhere to buy and relying on luck.

The Alchemy Institute is like a city.

However, unlike other cities, during non-recruitment times, it is closed off, forbidding outsiders from entering without permission.

Only during recruitment periods do the inns, taverns, teahouses, and shops near the Alchemy Institute open to the public.

In one inn, four young people sat together.

Among them, one was as ethereal as a cloud, untouched by worldly dust. Another was elegant as bamboo, possessing exceptional grace. The two women were also uniquely distinct, the one in white robes resembled a Holy Daughter of the snowy mountains, pure and noble, icy cold, making others hesitant to approach or desecrate. The other was enchanting and alluring, especially the teardrop mole beneath her eye adding to her captivating charm and sophistication.

When the four sat together, the scene was magnificent, drawing the attention of many passersby.

Yet, whether it was men or women contemplating an approach, upon seeing the emblem on three of them, they hesitated and retreated.

Because that emblem represented the Inner Courtyard of the Alchemy Institute... a place they couldn’t afford to provoke!

Being part of the Inner Courtyard of the Alchemy Institute meant that the three present were all core disciples of the Alchemy Institute.

"Alas, who would’ve thought Qingge experienced so much in recent years! The three of us couldn’t be by her side, Senior Brother Mei had a tough time." Zhao Nanxing put down his teacup and remarked.

Mei Zizhong smiled lightly, "Being by Qingge’s side is indeed a blessing. But you all did well, these years learning Alchemy at the Alchemy Institute, your Alchemy Technique has rapidly improved, making me feel left behind as a senior brother."

Although he spoke this way, he didn’t show any envy or regret.

Because, in his heart, accompanying Mu Qingge is truly more important. Alchemy Technique... something he formerly considered his life’s sole pursuit, seemed less significant now.

"Today is the deadline for registration." Suddenly, Shang Zisu said as she looked at the crowded scene outside.