Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 770: 770 they are truly a match made in heaven

Hearing him say this, Mu Han Yan suddenly remembered that there indeed existed a legendary Divine Sword in the myths, capable of opening the heavens and splitting the earth, slashing gods and exorcising demons, irresistibly sharp, yet absolutely indestructible. Hence, it was both called the Thousand-breaking Sword and the Unbreakable Sword, and some even referred to it directly as the Broken Sword.

Like the Chi Xiao Sword, every owner of this sword was once a peerless powerhouse who proudly stood above heaven and earth. However, the history of this Divine Sword is far older than that of the Chi Xiao Sword.

It was said that tens of thousands of years ago, the Thousand-breaking Sword—or should I say Unbreakable Sword, or simply Broken Sword—was already renowned across the Continent. Then, like those figures of legend, it disappeared into the long river of history, and many believed it to be merely a myth.

”If the legend is true, then this sword must be the one you’re talking about. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to unravel its mysteries, nor can I unleash its true power. All this talk about breaking through holy, godly, or heavenly realms, and slaying everything in its path is meaningless to me. So in my eyes, it’s neither a holy-breaker nor a god-breaker, nor can it break through the heavens; isn’t it just a Broken Sword?” Ye Lanfeng said calmly.

As if to prove his point, he drew out his longsword and casually tossed it onto the table. To clarify, he threw it, not placed it.

Seeing his careless action, Mu Yunshui suddenly realized that he was no longer so excited.

Breaking God Sword, Breaking Holy Sword, Sky-breaking Sword, Broken Killing Sword, Broken Love Sword—all these legendary Divine Artifacts were, to others, nothing more than mere, genuine Broken Swords. He felt stupid for getting excited.

Mu Yunshui shook his head, unable to understand Ye Lanfeng. What kind of person was he, to treat a legendary Divine Sword like a piece of trash and casually throw it onto a table?

Though Ye Lanfeng’s demeanor appeared so detached and serene, Mu Yunshui could distinctly sense the pride emanating from his bones. It was a haughtiness that looked down on everything, treating all creatures as insignificant ants.

Mu Yunshui suddenly understood why, when Mu Chengxuan had mistaken him for Mu Han Yan’s servant, he did not show the slightest bit of anger because he simply did not regard Mu Chengxuan worthy of his attention, let alone to argue with him.

That was, after all, the pride of heaven from the leading Mu Family!

Mu Yunshui looked at Ye Lanfeng and then at Mu Han Yan, and thought to himself, ”This time, the Third Elder’s family might have picked the wrong opponent and kicked an iron plate.”

”What was that sword move just now?” Mu Han Yan continued to inquire.

Since even Ye Lanfeng himself hadn’t solved the mystery of the... oh no, correction, the Thousand-breaking Sword, it was even less likely for her to utilize it to perform a sword strike comparable to a Sword Saint. There must be another secret to the sword strike she witnessed.

”Oh, it’s quite simple. Although I haven’t penetrated the mysteries within this sword, it’s not entirely useless. After all, it is a Divine Artifact of legend. The reputation of the Unbreakable Sword is not unfounded; its material is truly indestructible. It can continuously seal Qi within it, and as long as the seal remains intact, it can remain undamaged for a thousand years,” Ye Lanfeng said nonchalantly.

”Are you saying that the sword strike earlier was actually the result of your own cultivation which you had sealed within it?” Mu Han Yan suddenly realized.

Of course, a Swordsman’s true combat power is directly related to their Cultivation Technique, sword skills, and the grade of their sword. The stronger the sword skill and the higher the grade of their sword, the more they can bring a Swordsman’s power into full play, even potentially exceeding their Cultivation Realm.

However, there are limits. For an ordinary Swordsman, even with a legendary Divine Sword, it is impossible to endlessly infuse Qi into it, otherwise, it would result in both the sword’s and the person’s destruction.

But is Ye Lanfeng just an ordinary Swordsman? No. Are the Thousand-breaking Sword and the Unbreakable Sword comparable to those ordinary swords of legend? Of course not.

So he could do it, and Han Yan didn’t find it strange. However, doing so, why does it feel a bit like a hollow victory?

”As a swordsman, one should possess the dignity of a swordsman, and what you’re doing seems not quite right,” Han Yan said.

Mu Yunshui looked on at Han Yan with relief. Though her fame was a bit lacking, as a swordsman, she still retained a minimum of dignity.

”I’ve already warned him that this is the Broken Sword, and moreover, it’s very powerful. It’s his own fault for not believing,” Ye Lanfeng said indifferently.

”Right, that makes sense, very logical,” Han Yan nodded in agreement, then continued, ”Then, lend me this Broken Sword for a few more days, and also, help me seal some more cultivation into it.”

Beside her, Mu Yunshui stood with his neck stiff, his mouth agape in astonishment: ”My God, how can there be such shameless people in the world, and not just one, but a pair!”

Zirong and the others were not as surprised as Mu Yunshui, several words eerily emerged in their minds: Intimate collusion. Well, this phrase was just a fleeting thought they dared not voice out loud. Not only were they fearful of Ye Lanfeng’s power, but even the Young Master alone could beat them to death, right?

Yet, these two really seemed like a match made in heaven, both equally shameless and equally nefarious.

Of course, they greatly admired such a way of handling matters.

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”Grandfather, I cannot accept this,” Mu Chengxuan said, clenching his fists tightly, his teeth gritted in anger.

As the grandson of the Third Elder and a prodigy from a young age, who also caught the eye of the Supreme Elder to become his disciple, Mu Chengxuan was the undisputed golden child of the Mu Family’s main house. Over the years, the Mu family’s cultivation resources were primarily available for his use first, and his treatment was second only to that of the elders.

His strength had grown by leaps and bounds every day, not to mention his counterparts among the Mu Family’s disciples; even a tributor like Mu Yunshui was no match for him.

Yet, Mu Chengxuan never dreamed that he would be defeated by Han Yan. With his pride sky-high, how could he possibly accept such a result?

Though not many had witnessed it, and out of fear of the power of the Third Elder, those who had would probably not dare to spread the word, but he still felt he had lost all face.

”What can you do if you cannot accept it? Victory is victory, defeat is defeat,” said the Third Elder impassively.

”But Han Yan’s strength is clearly not as good as mine. If it wasn’t for that sword, he would never be my match,” Mu Chengxuan said resentfully.

”Don’t forget the Qingyun Sword in your own hands. If Han Yan did not have that sword and was defeated by you, would you then feel it was an undeserved victory?” the Third Elder said lightly.

Mu Chengxuan was momentarily stunned. The reason he was able to perform a Seventh Rank Sword Master’s sword technique was due to that Qingyun Sword. Until now, he had never felt there was anything inappropriate about it. However, his grandfather’s casually spoken words were like a sudden wake-up call, driving him deep into contemplation.

If relying on the Qingyun Sword to defeat Han Yan was something to be proud of, then what complaint could he have against Han Yan defeating him by relying on another Divine Sword?