Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1746: Chapter 1746: Then We Bully Them Back

Han Yan actually had no choice; she didn’t know what rank of divine priest was equivalent to the power contained within this Fireball or what kind of divine arts it could unleash. But Sikong Qinglan just threw a few pamphlets to her, and aside from this Fireball, she had no other tricks to use.

Seeing Long Wudang getting blasted away by this terrifying fireball, Long Wudang’s group of followers were all left speechless, frozen in place.

Han Yan didn’t daydream. Although after several practices, her Fire Manipulation Divine Skill had become increasingly proficient, finally unleashing this mighty fireball, the spiritual power accumulated inside her had also been depleted. If Long Wudang regained his breath, she wouldn’t have the strength to resist anymore.

Seize the opportunity while they’re down! Lady Mu learned this principle long ago.

”Bang!” With a dull thud, Long Wudang slammed heavily to the ground, feeling dizzy and seeing stars. Before he could regain his senses, Han Yan had already rushed to his side, rolled up her sleeves, and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks.

”Didn’t you just say, so what if we bully you? Let me tell you what—it’s nothing, we’ll just bully back.” Han Yan taunted in between her attacks.

Her spiritual power was depleted, but she still had martial arts prowess, with pure strength not inferior to that of a Ninth Rank Swordsman, moving with ease in hand-to-hand combat.

Even though ever since acquiring Hua Yuezi and the other Gold Medal Thugs, Lady Mu rarely fought hand-to-hand like this, her experience gained through constantly being around fights was still extraordinarily rich; her strikes were cunning, her blows fierce—not something an ordinary person could compare to.

Soon enough, the sound of Long Wudang’s eerie wails and screams echoed in front of the dilapidated temple.

”Stop, stop, how dare you hit Young Master Wudang!” Seeing Han Yan’s ruthless assault, the gang of followers felt chills down their spines but still surged forward, several beams of different Priest Divine Techniques simultaneously shooting toward Han Yan’s back.

Suddenly, a human silhouette rushed over, carrying a turtle-shell-like large slab on the back. Those beams of Priest Divine Techniques hit the slab as if sinking into the sea, without causing a ripple.

”Hahaha, just as I thought.” Amidst the proud laughter, Ling Baobao had lifted the big turtle shell. With a bang, the short and stout follower was smashed to the ground, blood streaming from his nose like a fountain.

”Noisy, noisy, so noisy! Can’t even let people sleep.” Immediately after, Little Auspicious Beast’s irritated voice rang out, and with a flash of Liu Guang, a series of dull thuds sounded as a group of followers surrounding them collapsed to the ground.

Just like that, it was clearly not enough to vent Little Auspicious Beast’s anger. The little one hopped and jumped, delivering another round of beatings to those followers who hadn’t yet figured out what was happening.

Ling Baobao also rolled up his sleeves, holding the turtle shell, and eagerly joined the fray. Despite not being particularly strong, this guy’s fighting experience was exceptionally rich; every punch and kick landed on spots not fatal but most sensitive to pain. When in high spirits, he was even more wild, raising the turtle shell to smash recklessly.

Thus, outside the temple, the sound of wails rose and fell continuously, and Long Wudang along with his followers were beaten until they rolled and crawled, each face bruised and swollen like pig heads, indistinguishable were it not for the cloud patterns embroidered on their priest robes.

Seeing the two humans and one pig unleashing such violence, An Xiaxin and others were already dumbfounded, or rather, frightened, mouths agape, unable to recover for a while.

”Where on earth did you find these two guys?” After a long time, An Xiaxin rubbed her eyes, asking Sikong Qinglan somewhat bewildered.

Sikong Qinglan shook his head. He hadn’t expected this outcome either. This Han Yan, Ling Baobao, and that little piglet—so fierce, so ruthless, so violent!

But, he liked it!!!