Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1494: Chapter 1494: Sharp-Tongued and Rarely Defeated

Up until now, she hadn’t grasped any innate divine abilities, but strangely, Huayue and others experienced significant power boosts every time she advanced and achieved breakthroughs, while Ye Yanran’s Heavenly Rain Divine Healing was reliant on her own strength, even though it was Ye who performed it.

It seemed she was the core, and only by being around her could they truly harness the power that belonged to the Guardian of the Gods. But no matter how much they improved, they could never surpass her, only tightly follow behind.

After obtaining the Heavenly Secret Mirror, countless illusions surged through her mind, Mu Hanyan felt like she glimpsed past lives from reincarnations. She even suspected she was one of those nine mysterious powerful women in reincarnation, and that Huayue and others were her followers from another life, stepping into reincarnation with her.

Of course, this was all just her speculation; she couldn’t be certain yet. The only thing she could be sure of was that her bloodline was actually different from theirs.

Nevertheless, that shouldn’t provoke Wei Xiaotian to reveal his killing intent suddenly. If her bloodline really were superior to other Descendants of Divine Guardian, wouldn’t it be beneficial for the Holy Court?

”Who exactly are you?” Just when Mu Hanyan was puzzled, Wei Xiaotian asked harshly again. Looking at his gaze, it seemed he wished to devour Mu Hanyan alive.

”Mu Hanyan.” Although Mu Hanyan disliked the hostility he showed, she didn’t have the intention to hide her identity; there was no need to, and she couldn’t hide it anyway. She just wanted to see his purpose.

”Anyun, Mu Hanyan?” Wei Xiaotian asked.

”Correct.”

”That makes sense then, so it was you, it was you!” Wei Xiaotian suddenly drew his longsword.

”Clang,” simultaneously Huayue and Zirong unsheathed their longswords, standing guard beside Mu Hanyan.

Yue Fanchen moved swiftly, blocking in front of Mu Hanyan, and the twenty-something Shangyue disciples who came with him to the Holy Court also unsheathed their swords without hesitation, surrounding them as guards; Long Ya, Long Dan, and Long Xin were indeed among them.

In contrast, the remaining ten or so cultivators from Anyun Country looked bewildered. Aside from Yan Yuchu and Yan Yuqing, even those noble family’s sons who previously expressed goodwill toward Mu Hanyan hesitated.

It’s understandable; standing before them was one of the Twelve Saints, someone who might become the Holy Master, a transcendent entity ruling over the Continent, who dared to easily become enemies with him? Moreover, even that young genius in the Great Sword Master Realm earlier succumbed to Wei Xiaotian’s pressure. Even if they muster courage to oppose him, do they have such qualifications?

Anyun Country was not as robust as Shangyue, nor did it have the blood and valor of Shangyue Practitioners.

However, seeing even people from Shangyue Country unsheath their swords to support Mu Hanyan, they couldn’t help but feel ashamed, thought a bit, stood outside Huayue and others, didn’t dare to draw their swords, but still showed their support.

For Mu Hanyan, forty or so Descendants of Divine Guardian from Shangyue and Anyun confronted Wei Xiaotian.

Other Descendants of Divine Guardian from several countries looked at each other, all bewildered, not knowing what was happening or what role they should play.

”Lord Wei, what are you doing?” An Lihong startled. Though he felt jealous of Mu Hanyan’s bloodline, he would at most mock a bit verbally, but when it came to action, he absolutely didn’t have the courage.

Like others, seeing Wei Xiaotian and Mu Hanyan becoming enemies, he too didn’t know where to stand.

”Mu Hanyan, you killed my younger brother and dare to come ostentatiously to the Holy Court. Do you really think I, Wei Xiaotian, don’t exist?” Wei Xiaotian ignored An Lihong, speaking with a face full of resentment towards Mu Hanyan.

”Your brother?” A flash of realization struck Mu Hanyan’s mind.

”My brother’s name was Wei Wenshan. He refused to be under my protection, went privately to Long Yan Academy to study, becoming your schoolmate. He suddenly disappeared without a trace months ago, and after searching everywhere without news, today I learned he died by your hand!” Wei Xiaotian said through gritted teeth. If looks could kill, Mu Hanyan would’ve already been impaled by his sword, sparing any further words.

Mu Hanyan guessed correctly; her brother did indeed turned out to be Wei Wenshan, the despicable person who previously betrayed and ambushed Fen Qianji, ultimately getting killed by Mu Hanyan’s sword.

However, Mu Hanyan remembered very clearly, Wei Wenshan claimed to be a Holy Court disciple at the time, evidently tasked with infiltrating Long Yan Academy. It wasn’t as Wei Xiaotian claimed, a desire to study there without his brother’s protection.

Evidently, because of Jiuyou Netherworld Prison and the great catastrophe brewing, the Royal Families of Mainland Countries set aside past grievances, no longer mentioning the days when the Holy Court secretly recruited Descendants of Divine Guardian, weakening various nations’ strength. But there was still some resentment in their hearts, and the Holy Court certainly wouldn’t want to recall such matters either; Wei Xiaotian therefore concocted a reason for Wei Wenshan’s covert identity at Long Yan Academy.

”So Wei Wenshan was your brother. I met him once, considered an acquaintance. But you say he died, how do you know it was by my hand?” Mu Hanyan feigned astonishment.

Anyway, Wei Wenshan wasn’t a good person, despicably ungrateful to the extreme, and Wei Xiaotian didn’t even dare to acknowledge his Holy Court identity, having to make up a reason; clearly, Wei Wenshan’s infiltration of Long Yan Academy had ill intentions. Mu Hanyan naturally wouldn’t talk about morality with them, inviting trouble instead. If they could play dirty, couldn’t Lady Mu do the same?

”Exactly, you mentioned he suddenly vanished without a trace, searched everywhere without news, so why suddenly say he died at Hanyan’s hand? Are you possibly envious of Hanyan’s extraordinary talent, deliberately falsely accusing her?” Ye Yanran immediately joined in.

Being a female thief, although she only failed once in front of Mu Hanyan, she frequently faced suspicions. Creating scenes and acting shamelessly have long been her specialty. When it came to sharp wit, few could rival her.

After hearing Ye Yanran’s words, everyone looked at Wei Xiaotian with slightly doubtful eyes. Earlier, the exclusionary attitude Wei Xiaotian and others showed was seen by all. Although his status as a Saint was transcendent, as they knew, only by inheriting the legacy of those ancient Guardians of the Gods could one be considered a true Saint. The so-called Saint title Wei Xiaotian had was merely a name, and he might eventually be replaced by someone among them.

Mu Hanyan was somewhat known to them; those experts who escaped calamity thanks to her and returned to their countries spoke highly of her. If anyone amongst them were most likely to receive the ancient Guardians of the God’s inheritance and become a true Saint, even surpassing Wei Xiaotian and others, it would undoubtedly be Mu Hanyan.

Wei Xiaotian harbored trepidation towards her, creating a reason to eliminate her ahead of time seemed plausible.