Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 739 people, the little devil takes a heavy hand without ambiguity.

The young man merely glanced disdainfully at the group and gripped the hilt of his sword once more."Halt!" Qu Shanling, seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, hastily shouted.

The young man’s hand paused on the hilt, watching him with interest.

"I’ll come with you, just let them go," Qu Shanling said.

Although he did not want to involve his master, Qu Shanling knew very well that, with his own abilities, he didn’t stand a chance against such a formidable opponent—not even a chance to kill himself. After all, this was ultimately a matter between him and his master, and he didn’t want to drag Han Yan, Huayue, and the others into it.

"If there were no Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond, letting them go wouldn’t be a big deal. But with such a precious treasure revealed, do you think I’d just let them go?" The young man said coldly while smiling.

Treasure swords are easily forged, divine artifacts hard to find. If one has substantial resources and a solid foundation in sword casting, coupled with sufficient time and patience, one can always forge an extremely sharp sword. But to create a divine artifact, one needs the right opportunity. In some ways, the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond is even more precious than the Sword Heart Bone Forging Furnace.

Since Han Yan and the others had witnessed the existence of the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond, how could he possibly let them leave? Otherwise, if the news leaked out, even he wouldn’t be able to protect the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond.

Han Yan and Huayue exchanged glances, their feet shifting at the same time, as they joined forces once again to attack the young man.

Although they knew they were no match for him, a cornered rabbit will still bite; how could they simply wait for death!

This time, they exerted their full strength, with Han Yan even unreservedly using Shadow Shifting. In a flicker of light and shadow, she and Jiang Yuzhe disappeared simultaneously.

However, just as she activated Shadow Shifting, Han Yan suddenly noticed a fantastical glow emitting from the young man’s sword hilt. Although extremely concealed and almost imperceptible in color, when that glow enveloped her, she felt an irresistible sensation.

"Your Barrier Technique is indeed decent, but sadly, I was prepared. This sword is called Shadow-breaking and can pierce through thousands of illusions," the young man declared with a long laugh. With what seemed an effortless swing of his longsword, he sent Jiang Yuzhe, who was just about to appear and strike fatally, flying with sword and man.

The trajectory and landing point of the sword strike were pinpoint precise, and it hit precisely at the moment when Jiang Yuzhe’s cultivation technique and strength were at their weakest, leaving him no chance to resist at all.

Following that, the young man switched his swordplay direction, sweeping through with powerful sword light, sending Huayue and Zirong flying backward. There was no helping it; the disparity in strength was simply too vast. A Ninth Rank Swordsman compared to a Seventh Rank Sword Master was like a chasm.

Easily repelling the three of them, the young man flourished his longsword in grand motions, slashing towards the concealed Han Yan with precision that was still exact to the utmost. Han Yan’s Shadow Shifting Barrier was practically ineffective before him.

Han Yan inwardly cursed her luck. Although her Shadow Shifting Barrier operated differently from Ye Yanran’s barrier, allowing her to still move and defend herself even while hidden, the different way her Qi operated led to a reduction in her combat power, with the disparity in their strength already significant—how could she possibly withstand this sword strike.

Of course, she still had the Cangxuan Cloud Silk which could provide one instance of Absolute Defense; but after its use, she would have to wait nearly half a month before it could be used again.

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But facing her opponent’s supremely accurate strike, she had no alternative, not even a chance to dodge.

Han Yan gritted her teeth and swung her sword to meet the attack head-on.

With this sword strike, Han Yan put forth all her power, hoping that even if she couldn’t defeat her opponent, the mutual damage might at least give her a chance to escape.

Of course, Mu Hanyan knew that with the gap in strength and the opponent’s understanding of her, it was unlikely that even mutual destruction would be possible.

Suddenly, a wave of fatigue surged in Mu Hanyan’s heart and she momentarily lost focus.

At a life or death moment, with full strength exerted and Qi surging, one should be extremely excited; how could fatigue and distraction occur?

Mu Hanyan immediately snapped back to her senses, finding it inconceivable. As a great sword master in the domain, making such a mistake during a crucial battle was deserving of death.

While she thought this, Mu Hanyan noticed that the young man opposite her had visibly slowed his sword force and weakened his power; his eyes even showed signs of drowsiness, and he unintentionally yawned.

What was going on? Mu Hanyan didn’t have time to think further; her Cold Sky Sword moved even faster. Due to the opponent’s distraction, her sword force actually outmatched his.

A chill hit the face, and the intent to kill was pervasive.

The young man abruptly came to his senses, without time to ponder what had just happened, and hurriedly accelerated his cultivation technique.

In that moment, a huge door bolt appeared behind his head.

Just as the young man regained his wits, focusing fully on his cultivation technique to counter Mu Hanyan’s sword with the intention of mutual destruction, he didn’t notice the bolt until it was too late and he violently turned his head.

"Bang," the door bolt heavily struck his forehead.

Power, absolute power!

Ignoring the illusions and transformations brought about by Qi or other sophisticated techniques, when it came to sheer strength, it was no less than that of a Seventh Rank Swordsman, perhaps even stronger.

Normally, such strength would not threaten a Seventh Rank Sword Master, but in this moment, fully engaged with Mu Hanyan and not anticipating an ambush, the young man was solidly struck by the bolt, causing his entire body to shake and his half-executed cultivation technique to be forcefully interrupted.

"Boom!" The clashing sword lights created a violent storm, blowing both figures back simultaneously.

The difference was, Mu Hanyan used the force to retreat, avoiding serious injuries, whereas the young man was forcibly blasted away.

"Bang," the young man heavily crashed to the ground, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood. His originally handsome features were marred by a cut from Mu Hanyan’s sword wind, splitting skin and flesh, with a trail of blood slowly flowing down his forehead, looking extremely pitiful.

"I told you I would repay you, but you didn’t believe me, now do you?" Little Linzi dragged the huge door bolt and triumphantly said to Mu Hanyan.

A child of seven or eight years old, dragging a door bolt longer than his own height, coupled with a smug smile, it was truly a laughable sight.

Yet, recalling the overwhelming strike just now and seeing the young man’s forehead bleeding profusely, no one could laugh.

What kind of monster was this, to have such divine power at merely seven or eight years of age? What would become of him when he grew up?

"We’re even now, I don’t owe you anything after this," said the cunning little fellow.

"Mm." Mu Hanyan nodded her head.