Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1683: Chapter 1683: A Provocateur Arrives

Others were also crying tears of joy, even Hei Tuzi set aside his usual rough demeanor, crying like a child.

”Why is everyone crying like this? Did that Mu Yi’an guy finally die?” Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

A young man clad in a black long robe swaggered over, surrounded by several guards, a contemptuous smile on his face.

The young man was about twenty years old, with a slick demeanor and a pampered appearance that belied his age, his steps were noticeably weak, as if he had been hollowed out by indulgence.

Another worthless playboy! Han Yan secretly shook her head. As Anyun’s foremost playgirl, she easily saw through the young man’s true nature.

”Kang Zihe, what did you say! How dare you disrespect our Old Tributor!” Upon seeing the man, all the Mu Clan members’ expressions changed, then they angrily rebuked.

It turned out that the ”Mu Yi’an” Kang Zihe mentioned was actually Ye Yi’an’s alias, as he resided with the Mu Family, he couldn’t show his true identity.

”What Old Tributor, just an old, unkillable waste. Couldn’t advance from Divine Priest to Main Priest for a thousand years, if it were me, I would’ve slit my throat and hanged myself long ago.” Kang Zihe said disdainfully.

”How dare you! You insult our Mu Family’s Guardian Priest, I’ll fight you!” Hei Tuzi flew into a rage, drawing his butcher knife and charging at Kang Zihe.

Ye Yi’an was the Guardian Priest of the Mu Clan, in their hearts akin to a divine existence, he couldn’t be subjected to the slightest insult even if it cost them their lives.

Although Hei Tuzi lacked cultivation, his strength was formidable, comparable to second-tier or third-tier swordsmen; his short knife emitted a sharp whistling sound upon thrusting, clearly possessing significant power.

Seeing him charge at their master, the guards didn’t move, they merely sneered contemptuously.

”Looking for death!” Kang Zihe snorted coldly, suddenly drawing his sword with one hand while making hand gestures with the other, murmuring something under his breath.

A fiery glow suddenly appeared on the long sword, bursting out of it forcefully, forming a millstone-sized fireball flying towards Hei Tuzi.

Sword Energy Formation! Han Yan was slightly astonished, wondering if Kang Zihe had possibly achieved high-level swordsman prowess, yet she sensed no such aura from him.

”Boom” Hei Tuzi instinctively blocked with his knife, but was blasted several feet away along with it by the fireball.

”Mu Tu!” Several Mu Family members rushed forward to catch Mu Tu, but were knocked back several steps by his imposing stature before barely steadying themselves.

The air carried a faint scent of burnt hair, a glance showed Mu Tu’s hair burnt and yellowed, wisps of blue smoke wafting from it.

Han Yan’s gaze narrowed slightly; Kang Zihe’s fireball was clearly unlike high-level swordsman’s Sword Energy Formation, for the latter could only simulate forms, essentially merely condensed Qi, lacking the attacking property of its transformed shape. Take her initial insight, Frost Snow Dance, for example, despite its appearance as pervasive frost and snow, the chilling sensation barely matched the mutated Stone Plate Pig’s Ice Cone in terms of actual coldness.

What Kang Zihe employed was evidently known as Priest Divine Technique, completely different from Holy Court Continent’s Sword Dao cultivation.

”You, you’ve become a Priest!” Seeing Mu Tu injured with one move, the Mu Family members were filled with righteous indignation, yet none dared to charge again, their gaze towards Kang Zihe now mixed anger with trepidation.

”You blind fools, only seeing it now? This young master is currently Feng City Temple’s First-level Divine Priest, how dare you disrespect me, tired of living?” Kang Zihe pointed to his black robe, boasting pompously.

Only now did Han Yan notice his robe bore some resemblance to the Holy Court Continent’s sword robe, lacking some robustness but adding elegance, the chest emblazoned with an ancient temple, presumably the Temple emblem.

And on the long sleeves’ cuffs, a fine white wave pattern was embroidered, which if guessed correctly, signified First-level Divine Priest.

Mu Tu and others glared at Kang Zihe, angered yet speechless. Compared to Holy Court Continent, the Divine Continent was more rigidly ranked; Mu Tu’s prior attack on Kang Zihe was extremely disrespectful. If it weren’t for the deep grudges against Kang Zihe and an unwillingness to relinquish their last dignity, they might have earlier begged for forgiveness much like when meeting Han Yan.

”Enough, enough, today’s my celebration day for becoming a priest after passing my assessment, I won’t stoop to the level of you lowborn on this occasion.” Kang Zihe waved dismissively, feigning magnanimity.

Regrettably, no one appreciated his gesture, the Mu Family refrained from further action, yet still cast glaring, malicious looks.

”I’ve come today to inform you — vacate Sunrise Peak soon, as upon the millennium term’s end, hundreds of miles around this location will become Kang Family property. Move early to secure a refuge, otherwise when that old codger dies, you’ll struggle to find even a burial ground.” Having gained nothing, Kang Zihe brushed them off indifferently.

”Hmph, you’re dreaming. Our Mu Family will soon appoint a new Guardian Priest, Sunrise Peak remains our fiefdom.” Finally, someone couldn’t resist speaking up.

”Hahaha, you lowborn think you’re ancestors offering incense for millennia to produce a single priest. Yet you still dream of another priest emerging; you must still be asleep.” Kang Zihe laughed uproariously, clutching his belly.

”Not only will we produce another priest, he’ll be a natural-born Divine Priest!” They protested fiercely, brimming with pride.

His words prompted laughter not only from Kang Zihe but also those accompanying him, laughing hysterically.

”Ha... Ha... a natural-born Divine Priest, not asleep but mad, utterly mad.” Kang Zihe laughed until nearly winded.

”They’re neither asleep nor crazy. Go tell your Family Head, our Mu Family has produced a natural-born Divine Priest, and he needn’t bother coveting Sunrise Peak anymore.” Ye Yi’an spoke again, calmly.

”What!” Kang Zihe was slightly shocked.

Others might speak boastfully, but this old guy, worthless though he might be, had survived as an old priest for a millennium. He shouldn’t be talking nonsense.

”I’d like to see who your so-called natural-born Divine Priest is?” Although skeptical of Ye Yi’an’s claim, Kang Zihe found it hard to believe such a small family that barely lucked into a priest to secure a place now produced a natural-born Divine Priest.