Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

”I don’t know.” After hearing his grandfather’s words, Yuan Tianbo felt even more embarrassed, his face flushing crimson.

”It’s precisely because you dare to think and act, even if what you do is foolish or stupid, that it is better than doing nothing at all. Although our Yuan Family has some wealth, on the Holy Court Continent, it is ultimately the strong who are respected. If we ourselves do not have enough grounding and cannot cultivate strong warriors, and if we cannot depend on the strong, sooner or later, we will lose our footing.

So, this time, it is a great opportunity for our Yuan Family. Whether the Yuan Family can stand firm in Heishi City, whether we can advance further, it all depends on whether your choices are right or wrong.

Tell me, is Mu Hanyan of the future worth the Yuan Family betting our entire fate on?” The Yuan Family Patriarch’s smile faded as he asked seriously.

”It’s worth it,” Yuan Tianbo said without hesitation.

That very night, the memory of Mu Hanyan single-handedly and silently defeating Qin Li and his group of four in an eerie battle came to the forefront of his mind. If such a person were not worth the Yuan Family aligning with, then who would be eligible?

”Good, let’s set off!” With one command from the elder, he took the lead toward the Mu Family.

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The biting cold assaulted them like a slashing knife. The wind howled, like weeping and singing.

In just under a hundred yards, several more Mu Family Swordsmen attempting to intercept fell under the chaotic blade of the adversary, blood mist diffusing through the air, staining their eyes red, igniting the fervor and will to fight within Mu Ze and the others.

”Kill!” With a sky-shaking roar, Mu Ze and the rest bellowed in unison, charging head-on towards the Black-clothed Swordsmen converging on them from all sides.

The sound of the sword ”hummed” like a dragon’s chant, and it was Mu Yuying who was the first to draw her Longsword.

The Great Elder was fully alert, his peripheral vision scanning the entire field, ready to offer assistance at any moment.

Seeing the Black-clothed Swordsman that Mu Yuying had chosen as her opponent, the Great Elder’s heartstrings tightened even further. That was an Eighth Rank Swordsman, and as far as he knew, Mu Yuying’s strength should be at the Fifth Rank Swordsman level; she definitely could not match her opponent.

”This reckless girl, still so impulsive, not even considering the strength of the other!” the Great Elder thought irritably, preparing to intervene.

”Overestimating your own abilities!” The Black-clothed Swordsman hadn’t expected Mu Yuying to actually dare take the initiative to meet him; his face was full of contempt as he brought his Longsword down fiercely.

”To hell with you!” Mu Yuying shouted crisply, refusing to back down, making a broad slash with her sword.

To challenge an Eighth Rank Swordsman with the strength of a Fifth Rank was to seek death. The Great Elder leapt into action, ready to block the blow for Mu Yuying.

However, to his shock, he found himself wide-eyed in astonishment the very next moment.

He saw Mu Yuying’s wrist quiver lightly as her Longsword emitted a streak of silver Sword Light, its speed suddenly increasing several-fold, meeting the opposing blade even before he could intercept it.

What surprised him even more was that her Longsword trembled continuously, with waves of Sword Light stacking like waves. With each surge of these waves, the Qi Mu Yuying infused into the sword grew stronger. If it were an ordinary Longsword, it might not withstand the escalating layers of Qi, but the Longsword in Mu Yuying’s hands was a treasure from the Great Elder’s vault that Mu Han had obtained, exceptional in quality, perfectly amplifying the power of her sword technique to the fullest.

”Clang!” As their blades met, the sound resonated like the long cry of metal against metal, and both the Black-clothed Swordsman and Mu Yuying were forced back two steps, neither gaining the upper hand.

The Great Elder abruptly stopped in his tracks, watching Mu Yuying in disbelief.

Seventh-Order Swordsman! In less than half a year, Mu Yuying’s strength had jumped from a Fifth Rank Swordsman to a Seventh-Order Swordsman! And relying on that exquisite sword technique combined with her extraordinary Longsword, her combat power had significantly increased, allowing her to contend evenly with an Eighth Rank Swordsman.

The Great Elder’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head.