Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1634: Chapter 1634: This Is a Naughty Egg

In the following days, Mu Hanyan was more diligent in her cultivation than anyone else. This baffled Mu Hanfeng, as he had never seen Mu Hanyan so hardworking before. Had she taken the wrong medicine or truly changed her nature? Soon, Mu Hanfeng discovered the answer. Because he saw an egg lightly bouncing atop Mu Hanyan’s head, as if cheering her on.

Huh?

Mu Hanfeng rubbed his eyes and looked again, and yes, there indeed was an egg bouncing on his junior sister’s head.

”Junior sister, what is that?” Mu Hanfeng approached to ask when Mu Hanyan took a break to wipe her sweat.

”My egg,” Mu Hanyan answered casually.

Mu Hanfeng: ”...” His expression was somewhat subtle.

”No, it’s not an egg I laid.” Seeing Mu Hanfeng’s expression, Mu Hanyan burst into laughter, ”It’s an egg I found. I want to hatch it, but I’m not strong enough, so I’m working hard on cultivation. I need to reach the Sword Saint level to do it.”

”I see.” Mu Hanfeng was enlightened. He figured there was a reason his junior sister suddenly became so diligent.

”But what kind of egg is it? How does it have such spiritual essence even before hatching?” Mu Hanfeng asked with some amazement, looking at the upright egg standing steadily on Mu Hanyan’s head.

”A Phoenix Egg,” Mu Hanyan answered truthfully.

What? Mu Hanfeng thought he was hallucinating again.

”Really, it’s a Phoenix Egg,” Mu Hanyan had no intention of hiding it from Mu Hanfeng, ”I found it last time at Phoenix Valley. Otherwise, why would I need to reach the Sword Saint level to hatch it?”

”Oh.” Mu Hanfeng didn’t know what else to say.

”Alright, I’m going to bathe first, then eat, eat.” After wiping the sweat from her face, Mu Hanyan stopped the egg from jumping to her chest, ”Sticky, don’t come in, let me bathe first.” Mu Hanyan placed the egg back on her head and prepared to go for a bath.

”Wait!” Mu Hanfeng’s expression changed, and he called out to Mu Hanyan.

”Senior brother, is there anything else?” Mu Hanyan turned her head in confusion.

”You’re letting that egg stay on your chest all the time? You even take it with you to bathe?” Mu Hanfeng’s expression wasn’t very good at that moment.

”Yes.” Mu Hanyan answered naturally.

”What if it’s a male phoenix inside?” Mu Hanfeng voiced his concern.

”It’s a phoenix, there’s male and female.” Mu Hanyan, hearing Mu Hanfeng, was a bit confused, and couldn’t help but laugh, ”Senior brother, you’re worrying too much. It’s still just an egg. You’re overthinking it. Okay, I’m off to bathe,” she said and left.

Mu Hanfeng stared at the egg on Mu Hanyan’s head, only to see it sway from side to side, as if mocking him.

Perverted egg! Mu Hanfeng’s face darkened. This guy, it’s definitely male, definitely!

The following days were a mix of cultivation and adventures. And every time they went out for adventures, Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji would always be by Mu Hanyan’s side. However, the two would not easily help Mu Hanyan. They understood Mu Hanyan’s determination to improve her strength, so they kept a good balance. They would only intervene when Mu Hanyan was in danger, and as a result, Mu Hanyan improved very quickly.

Every time Chen Ziyu saw the three together, his face would become terrifyingly gloomy. During this period, he didn’t miss the opportunity to cause trouble for Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji, but he always strangely failed, and even got hurt a few times. Over time, he sensed something was off and momentarily stopped. He thought Mu Hanfeng or Mu Rui’an was secretly helping, so out of dread, he stopped taking action and thought of another plan — to teach Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji a lesson at the next sect competition openly.

When Mu Hanyan heard the news, she silently lit a candle for Chen Ziyu. Young man, why do you never get it? Why insist on taking the path to darkness?

A year passed in the blink of an eye.

”For this year’s sect competition, if you don’t get first place, you can kill yourselves to apologize.” Mu Rui’an, sipping tea, casually said to the disciples below.

The seven direct disciples, led by Mu Hanfeng, all showed up today, even Xiang Baizhe, who seldom left his chamber, made an appearance today. This was also the first time Ye Lanfeng and the others saw their second senior brother Xiang Baizhe. He was somewhat thin and frail, with pale, almost translucent skin due to staying indoors for long periods. However, if anyone thought of him as the easiest direct disciple to bully at Fuhua Peak, they would be courting death—no, it was worse than death. Xiang Baizhe had an astonishing talent for alchemy and array, and was also skilled in artifact refining. Otherwise, how could he have crafted a special tool for Mu Hanyan to peel fruit?

”Yes, Master!” The seven of them responded robustly.

Jin Yuguang answered the loudest. He was thrilled! Over the year, his strength skyrocketed. Although he couldn’t withstand ten moves under Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji, he was very content! After all, those two senior brothers weren’t ordinary. His current strength wasn’t considered high at Fuhua Peak, but compared to disciples of other peaks, it was quite good.

Mu Hanyan’s mind, however, wasn’t focused on the upcoming sect competition; she vaguely felt that her realm was on the verge of a breakthrough, just needing a trigger. Perhaps this competition could be the opportunity.

The Canglan Sect’s annual sect competition was always bustling with excitement. Each year, the competition was full of surprises because the rule was simple: just win, regardless of means, as long as no one was killed or crippled, any techniques were allowed.

In kinder terms, it was called ”all’s fair in war,” harsher still, it was called ”by any means necessary.”

Only the result matters, not the process. This is a great truth the Canglan Sect instilled in its disciples.

Would you face a formidable enemy in the outside world and duel like a gentleman? Winning and surviving is the key!

The sect competition began amidst the anticipation of the disciples. Mu Hanfeng progressed unhindered; many who faced him voluntarily conceded. Since they couldn’t defeat him anyway, why waste time and lose face?

Xiang Baizhe was even more terrifying, using poison and arrays; those who faced him probably had mental scars afterward.

Ye Yanran appeared silly and sweet usually, but on the battleground, her aura drastically changed, and she’d make opponents wail like ghosts.

Jin Yuguang was also fired up, charging forward fearlessly.

As for Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji, it was indescribable. The two seemed to be hiding their strength, each time only narrowly defeating the opponent by one move. Whether the opponent made three moves, thirty moves, or three hundred moves, they’d always win by precisely one move. This made Mu Hanyan grind her teeth in frustration. Yet, the spectators remained unaware of their intentional conduct.