Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1039: Chapter 1039: A Figure of Unparalleled Status

”Last time I saw you using it, it seemed quite proficient, didn’t it? Why is it so difficult today?” Hearing Mu Hanyan’s confirmed response, Huayue and the others were even more perplexed.

Whether the technique comes from swordsmanship or swordsmanship comes from the technique, they are all essentially interconnected. Mu Hanyan used that Meridian Cutting Hand with such skill that even Doctor Sun would humbly seek her advice. Logically, learning the swordsmanship should be straightforward, so why is each move so laborious?

”I don’t know what’s going on either. Initially, I thought it was a bit of a waste for the Sun family ancestors to transform the swordsmanship into a medical technique. Only now do I realize that they were probably forced to do so out of necessity, unable to comprehend the swordsmanship, they had to change it into a medical technique,” Mu Hanyan said.

Her initial thoughts were the same as Huayue and the others, thinking that having mastered the Meridian Cutting Hand, learning this Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword would be a piece of cake. But once she started practicing, it turned out to be not the case at all.

The various mysterious changes within could be executed using medical techniques, but when it came to sword, even smoothly making one move was as difficult as climbing the heavens, let alone chaining these moves together to fully express this swordsmanship.

Previously, Mu Hanyan might have doubted if the longsword she used was of insufficient quality to perform such intricate swordsmanship. But now that the Cold Sky Sword has upgraded to a Divine Artifact, how could its quality be lacking?

How could this be? Mu Hanyan was truly perplexed.

Even Mu Hanyan couldn’t figure it out, naturally Huayue and the others were at a loss and showed signs of confusion.

”By the way, sir, where did you learn this swordsmanship?” Zirong asked excitedly.

”This is called the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword, a swordsmanship from the memory of the Aolai Divine Beast,” Mu Hanyan answered.

Huayue and the others gasped in shock. They originally planned to persuade Mu Hanyan to not push herself too hard, but upon hearing the origins of this swordsmanship, they couldn’t bring themselves to speak any words of dissuasion.

Though practicing this swordsmanship is fraught with challenges, everyone could imagine how earth-shaking its power would be once mastered. To abandon it so hastily would be a monumental waste.

Huayue and others dared not bother Mu Hanyan any further, retreating to the side to quietly cultivate on their own.

Mu Hanyan practiced the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword repeatedly. With her Fifth Rank Sword Master cultivation, she eventually wore herself out, her arms aching, Qi continuously depleting, and her stance becoming unstable.

Through repeated practice, every move and subtle change was deeply imprinted in her mind. But when it came time to execute them, they remained as painstaking as ever.

Mu Hanyan thought long and hard but couldn’t figure out the logic behind it, so she continued practicing tirelessly.

Luckily, although the swordsmanship was difficult to learn, it greatly enhanced cultivation stability, and its myriad of intricate changes provided immense benefit in improving her Sword Dao.

With each practice session, although the Nine Heavens Star Falling Sword was never fully mastered, her recently elevated Fifth Rank Sword Master cultivation became even more stable, her Qi more pure and refined, and the Sword Transformation Technique with Frost Snow Dance became much stronger.

In the blink of an eye, the enrollment selection at Long Yan Academy arrived. Tomorrow would be the day of selection.

But tonight, there would be a royal banquet to attend, supposedly to welcome an important figure. The prominent members of various aristocratic families in the Capital received invitations. An important figure? Such splendor to welcome someone of truly distinguished status. Who could it be?

Mu Beichen, along with Mu Hanyan, Mu Hanfeng, and Ye Lanfeng, set out together. Mu Hanyan initially thought Ye Lanfeng wasn’t interested in such tedious social engagements, yet here he was. Mu Beichen didn’t mind, as he’d known this person was anything but ordinary, and was fond of his granddaughter as well. So going together was no big deal.

However, nobody anticipated that without Ye Lanfeng, this royal banquet would have no main character.

The Fifth Prince was in high spirits today, brimming with ambition. He had painstakingly secured permission from the Emperor to host this banquet. Tonight, he intended to showcase the Royal Family’s prestige, certainly to impress that person, and then win them over. His gaze searched the grand hall, eventually spotting Ye Lanfeng beside Mu Hanyan. He snorted in his heart, this playboy knows to bring people to the palace to show off, flaunting his status, huh? What a schemer! The Fifth Prince sneered inwardly at Mu Hanyan, utterly disdainful of his attempts to flaunt and ”buy” people’s hearts.

Mu Hanyan followed behind Mu Beichen, while Ye Lanfeng stood beside Mu Hanyan, occasionally whispering jokes with her.

Mu Beichen eavesdropped on their conversation, not feeling any guilt as an elder listening to the younger’s chats. He was very pleased with Ye Lanfeng as a grandson-in-law, not because of his prowess, but because of his relentless dedication to Han Yan; that alone earned his approval. Although he agreed, whether his own son would consent was another story. His son’s possessive nature and suppressing fatherly love over concern for Han Yan’s safety for years might explode fearsomely when the time comes.

Alas, son-in-law, you must persevere. Mu Beichen gave Ye Lanfeng a pitying look, leaving Ye Lanfeng bewildered. Mu Hanyan sighed, thinking, ”What’s my grandfather imagining now?”

Mu Hanyan and Mu Hanfeng’s similarly striking faces naturally drew attention, and with Ye Lanfeng’s unmatched handsome visage, they indeed caught the eyes of many. Numerous young women kept glancing their way.

”Brother Han Yan.” A little fatty cheerfully ran over, his face beaming with delight.

Oh, isn’t that Fatty He Qingwei?

After approaching, He Qingwei respectfully greeted Mu Beichen before jauntily joining Mu Hanyan’s side. Since discovering Mu Hanyan’s extraordinary bond with his own ancestor, he resolved to establish good relations with Mu Hanyan. Consequently, upon spotting Mu Hanyan, he rushed over to say hello.

”He Qingwei, you sure came early.” Mu Hanyan wasn’t particularly averse to Little Fatty He; partly due to his jovial appearance, despite some typical playboy flaws, he wasn’t excessively evil. Furthermore, out of appreciation for the Old Drunkard, Mu Hanyan wouldn’t make things difficult for He Qingwei.

”This must be Brother Han Yan’s twin brother, Brother Han Feng is indeed exceptionally talented.” Upon seeing Mu Hanfeng beside Mu Hanyan, He Qingwei immediately recognized him as the twin brother who shared a striking resemblance to Mu Hanyan. Hey, the brothers really did look alike, except Mu Hanyan had a red mole between his brows, while Mu Hanfeng’s gaze was more piercing.