Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 919: A Familiar Silhouette

Han Yan’s face turned as pale as paper, and her clothes were drenched with sweat, a faint mist rising around her.As her Qi and spirit were exhausted, her body and mind grew increasingly weary, with a needle-like stabbing pain constantly emerging in her mind, pushing her spirit repeatedly to the brink of collapse.

That distorted and illusory scene flashed rapidly before her eyes more than once, but each time she tried to capture it, she fell short.

Only at this moment did Han Yan realize how fortunate she had been last time during her battle with Shen Moce and others, that the Mysterious Star Plate, though capable of allowing one’s divine sense to traverse time, presented thousands of scenes that were as jumbled and elusive as dreams, true yet false, real yet illusory, making it as difficult as reaching the sky to use it to divine fortunes and predict the future.

Last time, she was simply extremely lucky to witness the arrival of several people from the Mo Family, astounding Shen Moce and the others. But this time, she clearly didn’t have such good luck.

However, after some thought, she consoled herself, even a Guardian of the Gods like the Star Illusion Thousand Machine, a legendary figure, couldn’t unravel the ultimate mysteries of the Star Divination Technique over a lifetime; how could she possibly achieve it in one step?

The stabbing pain in her mind grew more intense, like thousands of fine needles piercing into the depths of her brain. Just as Han Yan was about to give in, almost ready to give up, the scene flashed before her eyes once more. At that moment, the stabbing pain in her mind intensified several times over, nearly causing her to faint on the spot from the agony.

But this time, Han Yan didn’t stop like before.

She knew that with her current strength, she couldn’t hold on any longer. If she couldn’t succeed this time, she’d have no choice but to give up.

Han Yan bit the tip of her tongue, and as the pain from her tongue came, the stabbing pain in her mind seemed to ease a little, clearing her mind a bit.

Not daring to hesitate, Mu Hanmu seized this final opportunity, gathering her divine sense with all her might to lock onto the image about to vanish from before her eyes.

The swiftly flashing image paused briefly, though the pause was extremely short, merely a fleeting instant, but Han Yan finally saw the content of the scene clearly.

It was a backdrop that seemed familiar; although she couldn’t immediately recall who it was, the sense of familiarity meant it had to be someone she knew.

At this thought, Han Yan’s spirit was renewed.

After the brief pause, the image disappeared from before her eyes, and the intense pain surged into her heart like a breaking flood, as if her brain was about to split open.

"Pfft!" Han Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as though all her spirit and strength were drained in an instant, her body tilting, falling toward the ground.

"Young Master Mu!" Mo Qingkuang’s expression changed, as he caught hold of Han Yan and handed her an elixir.

"Senior Mo, there’s no need to worry; I’m not seriously harmed." Han Yan barely steadied herself, gently wiping away the blood at the corner of her mouth, and said, "At least I didn’t fail the trust; I already have a clue."

"Young Master Mu, don’t speak further; focus on using your cultivation technique to absorb the Dan Power." Mo Qingkuang looked at Han Yan’s face, pale as paper, and the blood at the corner of her mouth, feeling deeply moved.

Although Han Yan’s willingness to help was likely tied to family interests, Star Divination Masters defy fate, and heavenly retribution is their greatest fear. Throughout history, they’ve always valued their own lives highly, never forcefully defying the heavens.

Han Yan’s repeated use of the Star Divination Technique, regardless of her own safety, even if related to family interests, was a tremendous kindness to him, moving him deeply.

Han Yan did not insist. Earlier, performing the Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique repeatedly, her Primordial Energy was already heavily depleted. If her cultivation foundation were damaged, it wouldn’t be worth the risk. After taking the elixir, she quickly sat cross-legged to regulate her energy and breath.

After more than half an hour, Han Yan stopped the cultivation technique, the stabbing pain in her mind completely vanished. Concentrating Inner Vision revealed no hidden dangers, and only then did she relax.

"Young Master Mu, you mentioned having a clue earlier?" Seeing Han Yan open her eyes, her complexion returned to normal, Mo Qingkuang asked expectantly.

"Yes, Senior Mo’s earlier words were indeed correct; there’s someone in this world capable of resolving the crisis on Mo Yanlin." Han Yan nodded and said, "But my skills are insufficient, and I couldn’t predict that person’s true identity yet. However, it depends on human effort, and I believe we’ll eventually find this person to resolve Mo Yanlin’s crisis."

"Young Master Mu, is what you say true?" Mo Qingkuang excitedly grabbed Han Yan’s arm.

In truth, given his strength and cultivation, along with centuries of experience, he shouldn’t have fully pinned his hopes on Han Yan. Yet, facing the anomaly with Mo Yanlin, he was utterly powerless, hence he treated the dead horse like a living one, seeking out Han Yan.

Initially, he didn’t have much hope in Han Yan either, but unexpectedly, Han Yan managed to divine the result he sought, providing him with a pleasant surprise.

"Such matters, how could I speak carelessly? It’s just that my abilities are limited, and I haven’t been able to predict that person’s true identity yet. Let me recuperate for a few days before trying again." Han Yan said.

"No rush, no rush. As long as it’s confirmed there’s hope for Yan Lin, it’s enough. The Star Divination Technique defies the heavens, so Young Master Mu shouldn’t force it, let it follow its course." Mo Qingkuang said with relief.

What he feared most was being powerless to change things, having to watch Mo Yanlin, this unparalleled genius in tens of millennia, perish prematurely. Now, seeing hope, he was rejuvenated.

Understanding that the Star Divination Technique defies the heavens and could invoke heavenly retribution, he didn’t dare to push Han Yan excessively.

"Senior Mo needn’t worry; I’ll do my best, and if it can’t be forced, I won’t force it." Han Yan nodded and said.

The Star Divination Technique is too reliant on chance, or to put it more bluntly, it’s a gamble on luck, so she really couldn’t force it, only doing her best and letting fate decide.

"Young Master Mu, today I owe you an immense debt of gratitude for your help." Mo Qingkuang, feeling relieved of a heavy burden, smiled and said.

"If it weren’t for Senior Mo’s backing earlier, I wouldn’t have been able to evade the Supreme Elder’s difficulties, and I even ended up with a great advantage. By rights, I should thank Senior Mo first." Han Yan also smiled and said.

"One matter is one matter." Mo Qingkuang waved his hand and said sternly, "In any case, I owe you a kindness. If you ever need anything in the future, just say the word, Mo Qingkuang will never refuse."

"Then I’ll thank Senior Mo in advance." Han Yan wasn’t coy, cupping her hands in a gesture of gratitude, speaking forthrightly.

A supreme master like Mo Qingkuang, the ancestor of the Mo family, with power and status, his favor was not to be refused.

(Picking nose, I wonder if everyone realizes now that Han Yan’s rebirth wasn’t by chance nor mere luck.)