Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 766: 766 Talk Faction and Action Faction

”Yes, he is my friend, irreplaceable. You overestimate yourself and underestimate others.” Han Yan didn’t want to explain much to Mu Chengxuan. Ye Lanfeng’s identity was mysterious, but Han Yan knew that Ye Lanfeng’s identity was anything but simple. A servant? She really wanted to scoff at Mu Chengxuan’s arrogant face; as arrogant as Mu Chengxuan was now, so painful would his face be later.

”Why bother talking to such people.” Ye Lanfeng simply smiled faintly, speaking with a serene grace.

Looking at Ye Lanfeng’s detached demeanor, Han Yan felt secretly ashamed. Compared to him, she not only lacked in strength but also in temperament and cultivation.

While feeling ashamed, she heard Ye Lanfeng add, ”Just fight, teach him a lesson.”

Um... okay, Lady Mu admitted, she had overestimated this guy. Indeed, the Action Faction was much more straightforward than the Talkative Faction, why had she also become so talkative? Perhaps it was because the other was too annoying, leading her to waste several words. Han Yan reflected deeply, wondering why she had become the unlikable Talkative Faction! In the future, she would definitely need to be strict about being a member of the Action Faction!

”Teach me a lesson, haha, with that broken sword of yours?” Mu Chengxuan laughed as if he heard the funniest joke in the world, tears almost coming to his eyes.

Huayue and the others had seen his previous actions; they knew that they felt embarrassed to draw their swords of lower grade, and the sword Ye Lanfeng drew, both its handle and scabbard plain and unadorned, did not even seem to emit a hint of chilling fierceness, appearing even inferior to those carried by Huayue and the others.

Just with that broken sword, he wanted to teach Mu Chengxuan a lesson? What a joke.

Huayue and the others smiled slightly, looking at Mu Chengxuan’s arrogant face as if they were watching an idiot.

Others might not know Ye Lanfeng’s strength, but they had witnessed it more than once. The personal sword of a mighty Sword Saint, how could it possibly be ordinary? It was just this person, ignorant of the wider world and unable to discern truth from falsehood, who had the audacity to call it a ”broken sword.”

”Don’t underestimate my broken sword, it’s very powerful,” Ye Lanfeng said, putting on the airs of a newly-rich rustic tycoon, mysteriously.

Seeing him play this part at the moment, Han Yan almost burst out laughing. It must have been hard for him, always like a Banished Immortal, forcing himself to act like a rustic tycoon—how taxing.

”Okay, okay, let’s see just how powerful this broken sword of yours is!” Mu Chengxuan, tired of their idle chatter, perhaps feeling it beneath him to continue such banter, watched Han Yan take up the longsword and with a clear shout, the Qingyun Sword cut through the air.

A Fifth Rank Sword Master’s cultivation, combined with the demigod power of the Qingyun Sword, a single strike brought about winds and thunder.

A streak of aqua sword light, like a lightning bolt, cut across the sky, even making the radiant sun pale in comparison.

The sound of the sword hummed, and the heavens and earth trembled.

”What powerful sword force!” Huayue and the companions stepped back several steps, overwhelmed by the powerful sword force, deeply shocked in their hearts.

They had seen the strength of a Fifth Rank Sword Master on Zhao Yuanji before, but the current Mu Chengxuan, both in the unabashedly dominant aura of his sword strikes and the solidity of his qi, far surpassed Zhao Yuanji.

What was most fearsome was the Qingyun Sword in his hands; its lengthy hums shifted the colors of the heavens and earth, as streams of the world’s essence converged above Mu Chengxuan’s head, almost tangible, flowing ceaselessly into his body like a spring, endlessly revitalizing.

Mu Chengxuan’s Qi spilled toward the Qingyun Sword without hesitation. The sword shimmered with a blue light, and the power it contained had already surpassed Mu Chengxuan himself.

If it had been any other longsword, it would likely have shattered from the relentless accumulation of Qi. However, this was the Qingyun Sword, one of the Mu Family’s Seven Divine Swords, whose quality was even superior to that of the True Water Sword. It could withstand the immense Gang Qi of a Sword Saint, so how could it not withstand the Qi of a skilled Sword Master?

Finally, a blue Sword Light broke through the sword and formed a solid entity, wildly slashing towards Mu Hanyan.

Sword Energy Transformation!

Unlike the Illusion Transformation of the Swordsman Realm, this was a true transformation of qi into a sword, Sword Energy Transformation. Its power was many times greater than the Illusion Transformation and was a sword technique only a Seventh Rank Sword Master could master.

Huayue and the others turned pale with shock. The higher the power, the harder it was to advance. They were all still at the Ninth Rank Swordsman level and already found it difficult to promote. Yet, Mu Chengxuan, with the strength of a Fifth Rank Sword Master, was able to execute a Seventh Rank sword technique. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed it?

Huayue and the others clearly understood that Mu Chengxuan’s ability to deploy such a strike was not only due to his natural talent but also related to the Mu Family’s secret cultivation technique and the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

No wonder the various aristocratic families were able to endure and continue their legacy for thousands of years. Their profound heritage was something that neither ordinary commoners nor minor families could fathom.

Looking at Mu Hanyan enveloped in the Sword Light, everyone showed a worried expression.

Although Mu Hanyan was protected by the Cangxuan Cloud Silk, mastered the Shifting Shadow Technique, and had Ye Lanfeng’s protective sword, she had only recently been promoted to Sword Master. The gap in strength with Mu Chengxuan was still too great.

This battle was more likely to bring misfortune than fortune.

Behind them, Aunt Xiu and her daughter Han Yunyun were also visibly shocked. They knew how famous and strong the Mu Family was, but as they were not swordsmen and with their status, they hadn’t had many chances to see real experts in action. How could they have witnessed such a scene before?

Seeing that terrifying Sword Light, the two trembled all over, and their looks toward Mu Hanyan were filled with concern and moved to tears.

Tears streamed down Aunt Xiu’s face. If not for the oppressive sword power that made it hard to breathe, she would have rushed forward to shield Mu Hanyan, using her death to stop this contest.

It wasn’t just them; Mu Yunshui too was shocked, his mouth agape. He had always been apprehensive of Mu Chengxuan and even dared not retaliate when cursed horribly—mainly because of the Supreme Elder. Otherwise, even if Mu Chengxuan was a powerful Fifth Rank Sword Master, he could not have tyrannized him so.

Only now did he realize how formidable Mu Chengxuan truly was. Even without the Supreme Elder’s support, he was not someone Mu Yunshui could provoke.

”Be careful!” Mu Yunshui couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

After shouting those words, he was a bit surprised himself. It wasn’t logical, wasn’t he supposed to wish for Mu Hanyan’s misfortune? Why did he suddenly start worrying about her?

Right, it must be because Mu Chengxuan was too arrogant and despotic, too unpopular, and he couldn’t bear to see Mu Hanyan being bullied by him right after returning to the Zong Family. It must be his conscience urging him to side with her... Oh spit spit spit, what kind of conscience was that? Nobody talks about themselves like that.

Thinking this, Mu Yunshui spat a few times forcefully.