Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1262: Chapter 1262: The One You’re Looking For Is Actually Me

”Indeed, the bond between mother and son is deep. Your mother sacrificed everything for you, selling herself into servitude. Otherwise, how do you think such spirit pills and cultivation methods came to be within your means? If you can bear to see your mother die at our hands, then leave.”

”Don’t believe him, leave, quickly leave.” Aunt Xiu cried out with tears flowing down her face, but the tears on her face undoubtedly validated Su Deacon’s words.

”Just kill me.” Tang Bufan glanced at Aunt Xiu, who bore some resemblance to him, and then at Han Yunyun, who stood defiantly, never yielding, understanding everything. He sighed and said.

”Foolish child, do you think this will make them spare your mother and sister? As the descendants of the Han Family, they won’t spare any of you.” Just then, a long sigh emerged from inside the door.

A gray-haired old woman slowly walked out from the inner room; it was Tang Bufan’s grandmother.

”Grandmother!” Tang Bufan’s body trembled.

The two swordsmen wounded by Han Yunyun were stunned. They had been caught off guard by Han Yunyun’s sneak attack, angrily chasing after, yet didn’t underestimate Tang Bufan’s grandmother, blocking her blood channels, unaware of how she walked out herself.

”Hiding my identity for so many years, yet still found by you. The Han Family is decimated, why won’t you spare us orphans and widows?” The old lady said calmly, her face etched with wrinkles, yet showing no sign of fear, as serene as a pool of dead water.

”Kill her!” Su Deacon felt a surge of unease in his heart, shouting harshly.

The two swordsmen brandished their longswords and charged at the old lady.

”Grandmother, watch out!” Tang Bufan exclaimed in surprise, grabbing the longsword on the ground, but the distance was too great for him to intervene in time.

Just then, the old lady suddenly tilted her head back and let out a clear whistle. In an instant, the sky transformed, dark clouds forming like a massive black curtain enveloping the small courtyard, an invisible momentum surging from her body.

Barrier! It’s a barrier!

Tang Bufan was dumbfounded, as was Aunt Xiu.

In their minds, the old lady was as ordinary as an ordinary civilian, even less healthy due to poverty. But now, even Aunt Xiu, with no cultivation, could see that her aura was unlike any ordinary cultivator, clearly she was an expert among experts.

And Han Yan was even more shocked.

Temple! She’s from the temple.

At this moment, Tang Bufan’s grandmother yelled at the sky, her silver hair dancing in the wind, emitting an aura exactly like Yue Ji.

The two swordsmen’s longswords had just reached her, and their movements suddenly halted.

Then, the old lady gently clapped her palm, the two swordsmen’s eyes widened, and they fell to the ground, lifeless, apparently killed on the spot.

”Temple... Temple Big Handprint, so you’re actually someone from the temple!” Su Deacon and the others jumped in fright, retreating a few steps, their eyes showing astonishment as they looked at the old lady.

”Yes, the one you seek is indeed me.” The old lady let out a fierce shout, her body flying out, attacking at Su Deacon and the others.

The temple and Holy Court have been in conflict for millions of years, treating each other as mortal enemies without disregard. Seeing her attack, Su Deacon and the others’ faces changed drastically, hurriedly gripping their longswords, fully prepared.