Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1551: Chapter 1551: The Old Man Comes Knocking

”What did you say?” Hearing the obvious mockery in Han Yan’s words, Jin Qisheng’s face sank.

”I mean, as long as I’m here, you don’t need to worry about Senior Wuchen’s injuries.” Han Yan simply made her words clearer.

”Hahaha, what a big talk! Just a little girl who still smells of milk, yet dares to speak so arrogantly! Do you not know what ’a frog in a well’ means?” Jin Qisheng laughed in anger, reprimanding loudly.

”You can’t heal, so you think others can’t heal either. That’s what ’a frog in a well’ means.” Han Yan retorted without hesitation.

”Alright, alright, you two stop arguing. Let’s talk about healing later. Elder Jin, I’m feeling unwell today, you should go back first.” Jian Wuchen smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and advised seeing the two start quarreling again.

”No, I want to see how she’s going to heal you. At such a young age, she’s so disrespectful to her elders. I must teach her a lesson today.” Jin Qisheng, provoked by Han Yan, said angrily, not backing down.

”Alright, but if I can indeed heal Senior Wuchen, what do you have to say?” Han Yan said resolutely.

”Hmph, do you have that ability?” Jin Qisheng snorted contemptuously, saying, ”If you really have that ability, I, Jin Qisheng, will not object and will follow your instructions in the future. But if you don’t, then get out of the Holy Court and never set foot here again.”

”Alright, let’s bet on it then.” Han Yan’s face again showed a cunning smile like a little fox.

Jian Wuchen looked at Jin Qisheng’s angry face, speechless. There’s no need to bet; Jin Qisheng has already lost without Han Yan needing to act.

In a way, it’s good as well. Jin Qisheng has become increasingly arrogant over the years, relying on his extraordinary alchemy talent. If this continues, it will lead to his downfall sooner or later. Letting him learn a lesson isn’t a bad thing. Jian Wuchen could only comfort himself this way.

”Han Yan, get out here!” Just then, a furious shout rang out from the front courtyard.

Soon, there came the sound of several people falling with a muffled thud.

Han Yan’s heart sank. Holy Sword Peak is a forbidden area of the Holy Court, and without the Holy Master’s permission, no one is allowed to enter. Who dares come here to harm people?

”That old fellow is really here!” Jian Wuchen frowned slightly and said.

”Elder Ao, why did he come?” Jin Qisheng was shocked and subconsciously muttered, temporarily ignoring the bet with Han Yan.

From their words, Han Yan realized that the visitor was Han Yutang’s master, the last remaining member of the Divine Peak Seven Elders—Ao Fangchen.

Then, there was another commotion and the crisp sound of a long sword being unsheathed, accompanied by the earth-shaking roar of Exotic Beasts. It seemed that a group of Descendants of Divine Guardian summoned their Sword Pets to confront Ao Fangchen.

”Yan, Han Yutang’s master has come looking for trouble. That old fellow’s strength is formidable, you better find a place to hide.” Pushing open the courtyard door, Yue Fanchen stumbled in and said to Han Yan.

”You’re injured?” Seeing a trace of blood at Yue Fanchen’s mouth, Han Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

”Just a small wound, nothing serious. Huayue and the others are holding off that old fellow, you better find a place to hide because if you’re late, I’m afraid...” Yue Fanchen urgently told Han Yan.

Although he said it’s a minor injury, with Han Yan’s powerful Divine Sense, she immediately detected that his internal organs were shaken and his meridians partially ruptured, which was far from a trivial injury.

Taking advantage of his speaking, Han Yan quickly took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, then strode towards the front courtyard.

”Yan, what are you doing?” Yue Fanchen exclaimed.

”Given Huayue and their strength, do you think they can hold off Ao Fangchen?” Han Yan said without looking back.

Even though she hadn’t seen Ao Fangchen with her own eyes, just listening to Jian Wuchen’s comments gave her an idea of his power. How could Huayue and the others possibly hold him off?

Most importantly, without her, Ye Yanran’s Heavenly Rain Divine Healing Technique wouldn’t be nearly as effective. If they were severely injured, they wouldn’t even have the chance to survive.

”Sigh, I knew it would come to this.” Yue Fanchen sighed helplessly and followed up.

Watching Han Yan’s determined figure, Jian Wuchen’s eyes revealed a look of appreciation and he quickly followed.

”Hmph, they can’t hold him off, and you’re going to stop him? That’s suicide!” Jin Qisheng snorted coldly and rushed over as well.

Despite everything, Han Yan and the others were personally invited by the Holy Master, and could play a determinative role in the continent’s safety. Although Jin Qisheng didn’t like Han Yan, and resented him due to his sworn brother’s death, he was still of decent character apart from being extreme and narrow-minded. He remembered his identity as the elder of Sacred Pill Peak and understood the importance of Han Yan and the others. Faced with this situation, he would not stand idly by.

When Han Yan arrived at the front courtyard, she saw an old man full of arrogance and murderous aura with white hair striking out with a palm. This strike’s momentum was overwhelming, an absolute not comparable to an ordinary Sword Saint.

Opposite, Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Tang Bufan had all summoned their respective Sword Pets, reaching the peak of their strength. But without Han Yan, the Five Great Magical Instruments couldn’t unleash their power, preventing them from breaking through their cultivation limits.

Four Great Sword Masters, even with Battle Pets, couldn’t possibly contend with a top Sword Saint like Ao Fangchen.

”Stop!” Seeing the fierce Palm Force looming like dark clouds over Huayue and the others, Han Yan didn’t hesitate to unsheathe the Cold Sky Sword and slashed a Star Falling in Eight Desolates towards Ao Fangchen.

Mid-air, her left hand was already continuously executing sword techniques.

Huayue and the others had cooperated with Han Yan many times, achieving perfect harmony. Seeing her appear, they simultaneously executed their sword techniques.

Ye Yanran knew how strong the opponent was and took proactive measures by chanting in advance, performing her Innate Divine Ability, Heavenly Rain Divine Healing.

Sword Light flickered, and amidst the muffled sounds, a cluster of Qi Light exploded like a nebula.

Han Yan’s chest thudded as she retreated ten paces, finally steadied by Huayue and others.

”Yan!” Huayue and the others looked worried, simultaneously taking out their elixirs. Han Yan never shortchanged her friends, and their Healing Pills were on par with hers.

”I’m fine.” Han Yan spat out a mouthful of foul air, shook her head, and said.

Though uninjured, her expression was extremely serious.

That strike seemed rushed, but she had begun accumulating Qi midway, and with Huayue and the others’ help, forcefully raised her Combat Power to the Sword Saint Realm—a full exertion of her abilities. Ao Fangchen’s palm, however, was clearly meant to intimidate; let alone at full power, it hadn’t even utilized half its strength.