Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1107: One Should Keep a Low Profile

Although the Qiu family’s disciples had been barred from joining Long Yan Academy for two hundred years and were also likely to be refused by the other three major academies, thanks to Qiu Yongcheng’s status at Long Yan Academy and the disciples they’ve taken in over the last two hundred years, the other families in East State County would have to think twice before making a move against the Qiu family.

Having found a lifeline in their dire situation, the Qiu family’s disciples were naturally overjoyed.

”Seems like the Qiu family’s luck isn’t too bad,” Han Yan muttered in disappointment, curling his lips.

Lady Mu was not one to repay grievances with kindness; nothing pleased her more than kicking someone when they were down.

”Mu Hanyan, sorry to disappoint you. Watching our Qiu family falter isn’t going to be that easy,” Qiu Zizhong said smugly to Mu Hanyan, finally able to hold his head high.

”Hmph, dare oppose our Qiu family, you’ll pay for it in the future,” other Qiu family disciples also said triumphantly to Mu Hanyan, their words dripping with threat.

Even the few tutors present looked at Mu Hanyan with eyes full of pity.

Though the Mu Family in the capital was one of the Eight Great Families, with influence far exceeding the Qiu Family’s in remote East State, once in Long Yan Academy, family background mattered little.

Don’t underestimate the Qiu family disciples at Long Yan Academy, though most were not powerful, they had strength in numbers. The younger generation like Qiu Zizhong had been at the academy for over a decade and had quite a few connections among the students. The older ones, like Qiu Yongcheng, had become academy tutors, and their contemporaries, if not tutors, had at least become core disciples.

One could say that the status of the Qiu family disciples at Long Yan Academy was absolutely no less than that of the Mu family in Anyun Country.

Now, with Qiu Yongcheng having completed the Beast Soul Hall trial, his standing in Long Yan Academy had skyrocketed, and the Qiu family disciples’ influence rose accordingly, further strengthened by the past engagement with Jiang Qiling, the Qiu family was thriving more than ever.

Mu Hanyan would likely have a tough time ahead.

”Is that so?” Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes dismissively, ”Well, congratulations to you then. Just be careful not to rejoice too soon; sometimes happiness turns to misery, and being too hasty often leaves one crying without tears.”

Seeing Mu Hanyan remain so indifferent under such circumstances, most people felt he was just stubbornly keeping up appearances, and their pity for him lessened. Although proud as Mu Hanyan was, he did not need nor want their pity. A few, however, admired Mu Hanyan’s composure, staying so calm under the circumstances.

In the cheering of the Qiu family disciples, a hunched figure slowly emerged. Clearly, this was Qiu Zizhong’s Third Uncle, Qiu Yongcheng.

At this moment, Qiu Yongcheng was covered in blood, even his white beard stained red, sunlight filtering through the cracks in the door casting a tragic light over him.

Yet, his face bore an excited smile, having not let the Family Head down by passing the Beast Soul Hall trial, the next step, following the Family Head’s instructions, was to teach Mu Hanyan a harsh lesson.

Qiu Yongcheng slowly approached, his gaze landing on Mu Hanyan, filled with deep-seated hatred.

During the admissions selection, though he wasn’t qualified to recruit disciples, he was there to observe, leaving a deep impression of Mu Hanyan.

It was this Mu Hanyan who brought disaster upon the Qiu family, forcing him to risk his life for the Beast Soul Hall trial, and now he dares to come and watch him fall.

But alas, Mu Hanyan was destined to be disappointed. Once he recovered from his injuries and began formally recruiting disciples, he’d deal with him slowly.

Seeing the venomous look in Qiu Yongcheng’s eyes, Mu Hanyan’s gaze turned slightly cold. She knew that Qiu Yongcheng passing the trial boded ill for her, a significant threat indeed. But so what? Meeting Qiu Yongcheng’s malicious gaze, Mu Hanyan gave a mocking smile. If he had the ability, let him destroy her, otherwise, he should stop his pointless sneering.

Qiu Yongcheng at this moment surprisingly understood the message in Mu Hanyan’s eyes, anger almost disrupting his inner balance.

”I wonder how serious that old man’s injuries are, or if they’ll leave any lasting damage,” Mu Hanyan pondered, feeling good to see Qiu Yongcheng so furious, subconsciously circulating her Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique, gathering her Divine Sense to probe at Qiu Yongcheng.

Though Qiu Yongcheng was reportedly in the Great Sword Master Realm, he was now gravely injured, significantly reduced in power, so Mu Hanyan wasn’t worried about being detected by him.

Mu Hanyan’s Divine Sense quickly slipped into Qiu Yongcheng’s body, and Qiu Yongcheng seemed to notice something unusual, but as Mu Hanyan had guessed, due to his severe injuries and substantial decline in strength, his Divine Sense was extremely weak; dismissing it as an illusion without further thought, he continued to glare at Mu Hanyan with hatred.

Mu Hanyan, working her Divine Sense, began probing Qiu Yongcheng’s meridians.

However, before she could ”see” the full extent of his injuries, she suddenly noticed another Divine Sense, also resting on Qiu Yongcheng.

This Divine Sense gave Mu Hanyan a feeling so mysterious, so distant, yet so familiar, as if knowing it from a past life and meeting again in the present. But familiar as it was, Mu Hanyan felt no intimacy from it; instead, it was filled with hatred.

”Buzz!” Mu Hanyan only felt a buzzing sound inside her head, as if something had shattered.

Before she could grasp what had happened, an ancient and angry beast roar echoed in her ears, and an indistinct beast figure, solidifying out of nothing, suddenly appeared behind Qiu Yongcheng, rushing forward with thunderous momentum.

Mu Hanyan started, evidently, the hatred her Divine Sense detected was no illusion; this beast figure was indeed full of hostility towards her, and she could feel that its Divine Sense had firmly locked onto her, intent on her destruction.

Instinctively, Mu Hanyan gripped her longsword, her whole body gathering Qi to the utmost.

While Mu Hanyan’s reaction was fast, someone else reacted even faster.

Qiu Yongcheng also heard the furious beast roar, causing goosebumps to rise all over his body, swiftly turning his head, he saw the beast figure charging at ”himself”.

”How can it be? Wasn’t I already recognized by the Palace Guardian Divine Beast, passed the trial? How could it still not let me off?” In his haste, Qiu Yongcheng scarcely had time to think, only gritting his teeth, swinging his sword.

”Boom!” Already gravely injured, how could Qiu Yongcheng withstand the wrath of the Palace Guardian Beast Soul, being directly slapped and sent flying, crashing heavily against the temple door, followed by a ”crack” of bones breaking.

”Roar!” The beast figure continued to rush outward, under the fearsome Divine Beast pressure, even the nearby Qiu family disciples and other academy disciples felt their scalps tingle with fear, and even the few tutors were shocked, drawing their longswords in unison.