novelraw Chapter 965: Fen Qianji’s Sense of Déjà Vu Toward Han Yan
Chapter 965: Fen Qianji’s Sense of Déjà Vu Toward Han Yan
"Cough, cough, I’m sorry, maybe my words misled you. Actually, we’re enemies. Just yesterday, I bullied them a bit, thought they had a change of heart and came to apologize, but it seems I misunderstood. My apologies." Mu Hanyan said to Zhao Lingxian with an apologetic look."You, you..." Zhao Lingxian pointed at Mu Hanyan, her lips trembling for a while before she managed to squeeze out a few words, "You dare to trick me again!"
"You know how to say ’again’, so it’s obviously not the first time. What’s the big deal?" Mu Hanyan said disdainfully, adding another jab, "I thought you were used to it by now."
Initially, it seemed like Zhao Lingxian had become more scheming than before, more mature in temperament. But it turns out she still couldn’t hold her temper. Wasn’t it just messing with you? It’s not like it’s the first or second time. Why be this upset?
Beside them, Fen Qianji who was rapidly channeling Primordial Energy, absorbing Dan Power to heal his injuries, raised his head. His mouth twitched heavily, seemingly wanting to laugh, but ultimately didn’t.
When the first skeleton appeared to attack Mu Hanyan, he was also taken aback. Because earlier, Mu Hanyan had saved Tang Bufan, he felt grateful and stepped in to help, but ended up seriously injured with one blow.
Then, Zhao Lingxian summoned several more skeletons, and his heart sank. Later, when Nian An Yao and others appeared, even he felt the hopelessness of one disaster after another.
But shortly after, the tides turned. Hearing Mu Hanyan’s dissatisfied remark, "Why are you here so late, hurry and take action," even he was misled into thinking those people were Mu Hanyan’s subordinates. Seeing them fight desperately against Zhao Lingxian’s summoned skeletons, nearly perishing together, he even felt relieved for Mu Hanyan having such loyal followers.
However... however, in the end, he realized that wasn’t the case at all. Zhao Lingxian and the others were all played by Mu Hanyan, ending up in a mutual destruction, yet Mu Hanyan, the common enemy, remained unscathed. Taking advantage of their fight, she regained strength and recovered much of her power.
Too insidious, too despicable! If caught in her schemes, one might be sold and still help count the money. Looking at Mu Hanyan’s harmless smile, Fen Qianji was filled with emotions, suddenly feeling that such a smile seemed familiar, as if seen somewhere before, yet no matter how he thought, he couldn’t recall.
How strange, why would he have this feeling? Fen Qianji looked at Mu Hanyan, growing curious about this cunning young man who seemed younger than himself.
Xia Youchen had also just finished off the last few Death Spirit Sword Slaves. Although they had gradually gained the upper hand earlier, because Fen Qianji suddenly left the battlefield to rescue Mu Hanyan, he was left fighting several Death Spirit Sword Slaves and two bizarre Exotic Beasts alone, winning with great difficulty. By now, he had additional blood marks on his body, his Qi nearly depleted, lying on the ground gasping heavily.
Exhausted but witnessing the bloodshed triggered by a single remark from Mu Hanyan, he couldn’t help but smile. Back in the Exotic Beast Valley, he was forced into embarrassing retreat by Mu Hanyan, only escaped by taking Qu Fengting hostage, which he considered a great humiliation. But seeing Zhao Lingxian and Nian An Yao’s tragic end now, he suddenly understood; his luck wasn’t bad after all, certainly better than these people here.
Unlike Fen Qianji Xia Youchen’s slight smiles, Zhao Lingxian was already trembling with anger. Unbelievable, she hadn’t expected the last few arrivals weren’t Mu Hanyan’s servants but her enemies. No wonder they smiled upon seeing Mu Hanyan. Misled by Mu Hanyan, she thought it was joyful and kind reunions, unaware they were truly happy—after all, who wouldn’t be seeing their enemy suffer? As for kindness, that was entirely her imagination.
Had she not acted rashly, Mu Hanyan wouldn’t have ended well under those people’s hands either. But because of her rash actions, they all ended up in mutual destruction, nearly perishing together.
Now, having controlled the skeletons at the cost of her life span, her power had dramatically declined. When the last skeletons self-destructed, backlash severely injured her, reducing her power to a Seventh-Order Swordsman, with even her Divine Sense severely damaged.
Reflecting on the sequence of events, Zhao Lingxian regretted deeply.
"Zhao Lingxian, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Someone like you doesn’t deserve to exist in this world." Mu Hanyan, noticing Zhao Lingxian’s weakened state, approached her with a longsword in hand.
Even though she hadn’t fully recovered her strength, having consumed plenty of Elixirs, taking out a mere Seventh-Order Swordsman wouldn’t be difficult.
However, Zhao Lingxian’s resurrection was too mysterious; Mu Hanyan feared she might have a trump card for survival. To be safe, she decided to handle it personally without risking Zirong and others.
Seeing the unwavering murderous intent in Mu Hanyan’s eyes, Zhao Lingxian finally showed panic.
"Roar!" At that moment, a beast’s roar echoed through the heavens and earth.
The entire Ancient Relics violently trembled, as if ready to collapse. An invisible force erupted fiercely like a volcanic eruption, forming chaotic currents.
Everyone staggered under the impact of that power, like helpless boats in a storm.
Even Mu Hanyan was forced a few steps back by the overwhelming force. Turning her head, she saw the colorful cocoon enveloping the Divine Beast had completely shattered, revealing a blazing golden flame. Amidst the flickering flames, a Divine Beast’s silhouette emerged.
The majestic beast’s head, strong beast’s body, and powerful limbs exuded an overwhelming feeling of world-altering power, overflowing with grandeur yet not appearing coarse. Instead, it exuded an ethereal and transcendent spiritual essence, as if wandering among clouds, giving a supreme aesthetic beauty of transcendent fairy-like elegance.
Perfect, this is the truly perfect Divine Beast!
Aside from Qiongqi, Mu Hanyan hadn’t seen other Divine Beasts. While the Griffin was formidable, it hadn’t reached the realm of Divine Beasts. But she had seen illustrations of Ancient Divine Beasts in ancient books, once feeling invigorated by their majestic presence. Even when she was still a waste, she dreamed of owning such a Divine Beast.
But not until today did she realize, compared to this Divine Beast before her, those were all trash—no comparison in aura or appearance.