Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1276: Chapter 1276: The Young Prince’s Harassment of the Good-for-Nothing

Yue Mingxiu was preoccupied with thoughts of the feast with wine, eager to return home. Aside from exchanging a few words with his soldiers about romantic adventures along the way, he focused solely on hurrying, not bothering Mu Hanyan again.

Mu Hanyan enjoyed her peace, dedicating herself to cultivation and studying the Jade Pendant given by Han Jinglun. According to Han Jinglun, the location of the Ancient Relics was hidden within the pendant.

However, after several days of research, Mu Hanyan couldn’t unlock its secrets. With her recent studies at Longyan Academy, ordinary Alchemy Magical Tools or Seals wouldn’t pose a problem for her, yet she was helpless with this particular pendant.

She could tell that the pendant was indeed made using Alchemy Techniques, containing dozens of seals interlocked with each other. The unique alchemy methods made it all the more intricate and unfathomable.

In recent days, Mu Hanyan tried at least a thousand methods yet couldn’t find a way to break the seals.

”I wonder how the ancestors of the Han and Tang Families managed to open the seals to find the Ancient Relics?” Mu Hanyan helplessly put away her hand formation, tossing the pendant into the Star Disk Space.

Since she wasn’t particularly interested in the Ancient Treasure for the time being, she thought it would be a waste of time. Maybe next time she saw Feng Qingyu, she would ask for help. Thinking of this, she felt a bit nostalgic for that scheming fatty.

Yet recalling his ”perverted” sly smile and those elusive wandering hands, Mu Hanyan quickly dismissed the idea.

Gathering her thoughts and casting aside distractions, Mu Hanyan resumed her cultivation. The upcoming new student competition at the Royal Sword Sound Academy of Shangyue Country would feature not only the young elites of Shangyue but also experts from West Qin and Beiqi. She couldn’t afford to be careless.

”Miss.” Mu Hanyan didn’t know how much time had passed when she awoke from her cultivation state. The carriage had stopped, and Tang Bufan’s respectful voice sounded from outside.

Since she saved his family, Tang Bufan treated her with even more respect, which made Mu Hanyan somewhat helpless. Actually, she preferred the way they interacted like friends in the past, but knowing his personality, she couldn’t force it.

Have they arrived so soon? Mu Hanyan was uncertain how long she’d been cultivating but felt that it shouldn’t have taken this short to reach Shangyue City, even on a mountain path.

Opening the curtain with curiosity, she found themselves in a remote mountain town. The town was small, with only a few hundred households. Due to the frequent stopovers of cultivators heading to the Longyan Mountain Range for exploration and hunting, the town wasn’t particularly impoverished and even had an inn. However, a banner with the word ”wine” flapped atop it, indicating that it wasn’t just an inn but also a tavern.

”We’ll rest here for the night and continue our journey tomorrow,” Yue Mingxiu said, waving his hand and riding his horse swiftly towards the inn.

Although he was eager to return, the long journey had taken its toll, and his throat was parched from eating dry rations every day.

A group of soldiers followed him in orderly formation.

It was evident that these soldiers were also extremely tired. When they saw the wine banner, their eyes glinted green, but there was no disorder among them. Their steps were steady, and their postures exuded a faint air of martial prowess.

Mu Hanyan nodded silently. No matter how hostile these soldiers were towards her, she had to admit they were true elite forces. Of course, Yue Mingxiu had nothing to do with it. If not for Li Dingfeng, these disciplined soldiers might have already turned into bandits under Yue Mingxiu’s influence.

Mu Hanyan had been cultivating for several days and was a bit hungry herself, so she led Huayue and the others into the inn.

”Shopkeeper, shopkeeper!” Yue Mingxiu yelled at the top of his lungs as soon as he entered the inn.

”Coming, coming, sir, would you like to rest or stay the night?” The shopkeeper, who had been dozing off, stumbled out while rubbing his eyes.

”Impudent! This is the Princely Heir of the Anxi Prince’s Mansion!” a soldier barked sternly.

”The Princely Heir of the Anxi Prince’s Mansion, Prince... Prince!” The shopkeeper was so frightened his legs nearly gave way.

”I’m not a prince yet, but I will be. Just call me ’sir.’” Yue Mingxiu was greatly satisfied by the shopkeeper’s terrified demeanor and said magnanimously.

”Yes... yes... sir.” The shopkeeper stammered.

”Bring your best food and wine quickly,” Yue Mingxiu ordered, his throat dry and not in the mood for chatter.

”Sir, we’re a small business and haven’t stocked much, so setting a few tables of dishes is fine, but as for these soldiers...” The shopkeeper felt as if his head was about to burst when he saw the hundreds of soldiers following behind.

The town was remote and business scarce, not only was there a shortage of ingredients, but also tables, making it impossible to seat all these soldiers. The shopkeeper feared that angering this future prince might result in the inn being smashed to pieces.

”No worries, let them sit in the courtyard. As long as there’s fresh cooked food, that’s fine,” Li Dingfeng said.

Being accustomed to roughing it out in the open, they didn’t expect to eat lavishly like Yue Mingxiu. Just having hot food was enough, much better than eating dry rations.

”Alright, alright, I’ll get right on it,” the shopkeeper said, relieved as if receiving a royal pardon.

”Wait.” Yue Mingxiu’s eyes flickered as he saw Mu Hanyan’s group enter, pulling the shopkeeper aside to whisper something.

”What!” the shopkeeper exclaimed in shock, then looked at Mu Hanyan and the others with disdain. ”Rest assured, sir, I’ll make sure they are taken care of,” the shopkeeper said knowingly.

Soon, all the soldiers were arranged in the back courtyard while Mu Hanyan, Huayue, and a few others sat at a table in the dining hall upfront, with Yue Mingxiu, Li Dingfeng, Zeng Wenxin, and others at another table.

”Shopkeeper,” Ling Baobao called out loudly.

”On my way, on my way. How can I be of service, sir?” The shopkeeper approached with a sycophantic smile.

”Bring a table of your best food and wine,” Ling Baobao said. His cultivation wasn’t as advanced as the others, and with a picky palate, he had been hungry from the long journey.

”Sorry, sir, we are a small establishment, and haven’t stocked much, so there’s nothing to serve you,” the shopkeeper said with a wry smile, though his mouth clearly carried a hint of disdain.

”What, how dare you operate without food?” Ling Baobao, imagining delicious hot dishes, was almost drooling, only to be met with cold water from the shopkeeper’s words, instantly flying into a rage and slapping the table.

”Calm down, sir. I didn’t say there’s nothing; it’s just that there’s not much left after the other table ordered,” the shopkeeper said with a cheeky grin, then added eagerly, ”How about I bring more pots of tea? You could fill your stomach with that.”

If his earlier words were still polite, this remark was blatant mockery.

Hearing this, Yue Mingxiu and his group laughed heartily.

(Recommended reading from a friend, Su Xiaonuan’s work: ”Evil King Chasing Wife: Cultivation Reversal Lady,” not to be missed. I’ll be home tomorrow~~)