Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1354: Not Sure How to Please Her Anymore

Mu Hanyan possessed a unique perspective. Aware of Xuanyuan Fengchen’s background, she saw through his peculiar methods. Instead of following them, she adhered to the established Sword Casting Technique.

The process involved four stages: Casting, Bone Forging, Sharpener, and Nourishing the Spirit. Xuanyuan Fengchen had mastered the first two and was well into the third, leaving Mu Hanyan with minimal adjustments.

Within the sword casting furnace, flames danced. With precise movements from Mu Hanyan, the flames intensified, shifting to a striking bluish-purple. The sword taking shape within glowed a fierce red under the intense heat.

"Clang!" The sound of the sword casting hammer striking resonated clearly, capturing everyone's attention.

Next, the hammer in Mu Hanyan’s grasp moved with an captivating rhythm through the air. Its motions varied, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, swift then slow, each swing painting an elegant arc.

While her alchemy previously exuded a celestial grace, her hammer technique now displayed a potent beauty, reminiscent of a drawn sword.

The rhythmic clinking sounds formed a captivating melody, a harmonious blend of metal and finesse that entranced the listeners.

For Yan Zishu and the others, witnessing alchemy or sword casting was not novel. However, they had never imagined sword casting could be transformed into such a moving performance.

They watched, captivated, including Doctor Sun.

"Starfall, Eight Desolates!" Mu Hanyan’s voice rang out, clear and strong.

The sword casting hammer whistled through the air, as if it were a flying sword itself!

This was the Sword Casting Technique Mu Hanyan derived from her understanding of 'Starfall in Eight Desolates'. The reason Xuanyuan Fengchen failed to forge a true divine weapon was his inability to complete the final stage: Nourishing the Spirit. A standard sword with a touch of Spiritual Intent is considered good, but for true sword masters, only a sword imbued with spirituality qualifies as a divine weapon.

Neither the techniques taught in the Sword Casting Hall nor those widely known could easily achieve this, hence the common saying: gold is easily found, but a fine sword is exceptionally rare.

Despite Xuanyuan Fengchen's competent casting skills, imbuing the sword with spirituality proved challenging, compelling him to resort to less honorable methods.

The traditional Sword Casting Techniques originating from the Sword Casting Hall stemmed from 'Starfall in Eight Desolates'. Although Mu Hanyan had not fully mastered the swordsmanship itself, the Sword Casting Technique she derived surpassed that of Nie Fangsheng by a significant margin.

"Buzz..." As the hammer descended, the longsword erupted in a brilliant light, emitting a pure, resonant chime. An aura of spirituality filled the surroundings.

"It’s done! You actually finished it!" Yan Zishu exclaimed, clutching the longsword, his eyes brimming with emotion.

Initially, they believed the treasure sword would remain unfinished with Xuanyuan Fengchen absent. To their astonishment, this young woman had forged it in just over two hours.

The sword’s quality exceeded their highest expectations; even Xuanyuan Fengchen could not have forged a sword so brimming with spirituality.

It became evident that her mastery of Sword Casting surpassed even her renowned alchemy skills!

The elders present were left speechless, gazing at Mu Hanyan with profound respect.

Their earlier deference to Yan Zishu stemmed partly from seeking favor and partly from their perceived lower status. Now, observing this young woman’s exceptional alchemy, superior sword casting prowess, and advanced cultivation that defied their understanding, they realized her future accomplishments would likely eclipse Yan Zishu’s.

A prodigy... an unparalleled genius! The same thought resonated in everyone’s mind.

Recalling their attempts to curry favor with Yan Zishu and their inadvertent offense towards her, they were overwhelmed with regret, wishing they could facepalm.

"Senior Yan, I believe I have completed the second task?" Mu Hanyan inquired, exhaling softly.

In truth, she had not anticipated forging such a remarkable sword. Previously, her attempts to infuse the Sword Intent of 'Starfall in Eight Desolates' into a Heavenly Flying Immortal had yielded only a minimal amount of Spiritual Intent. She had hoped that with a deeper grasp of 'Starfall in Eight Desolates', she might create a spiritual treasure sword, but the outcome far exceeded her expectations.

This was achieved with only a sixty percent comprehension of 'Starfall in Eight Desolates'. If she could grasp it fully, could she forge a Divine Sword possessing Spiritual Sense without needing the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond? Mu Hanyan’s heart filled with eager anticipation.

Huayue and the others looked towards Mu Hanyan, their gazes filled with anticipation. Mu Hanyan offered them a slight nod, making a silent vow to craft several top-tier treasure swords for them when time permitted. Their current blades were no longer sufficient to unleash their full potential as their powers continued to grow.

"Of course you did, absolutely," Yan Zishu responded with a hearty laugh.

"And the final task?" Mu Hanyan inquired further.

"The final task..." Yan Zishu no longer harbored any intention of creating difficulties for Mu Hanyan.

Once, Xuanyuan Fengchen had spent an entire three years without managing to forge a single sword. Although he claimed he was on the verge of success, if he possessed such a superior Sword Casting Technique, he would have undoubtedly completed the sword before his departure. It was evident that he lacked the confidence for a swift completion; his Sword Casting Technique was clearly far inferior to that of the young woman standing before him.

Considering her remarkable proficiencies in both sword casting and alchemy, pursuing an ongoing feud would be a foolish endeavor.

With these thoughts, Yan Zishu contemplated letting the last matter slide. However, he worried that such an action might be perceived as excessive flattery, potentially leading to embarrassment if it became widely known. He remained uncertain about what kind of request could mend their relationship while preserving his dignity.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the fierce roar of an Exotic Beast reverberated from the rear of the courtyard.

This was immediately followed by sounds of panic and the hurried footsteps of fleeing family members from the backyard.

"Not good!" Yan Zishu's expression shifted dramatically, and he rushed towards the back courtyard, momentarily disregarding Mu Hanyan and her companions.

Mu Hanyan, unaware of the unfolding situation, nonetheless followed them, with the others close behind.

Within the confines of the backyard, an Exotic Beast with eyes like smoldering embers was charging headlong at a throng of Yan family members desperately trying to escape.

"Angry Dragon Beast!" Mu Hanyan exclaimed in surprise.

The formidable Exotic Beast confronting her, standing a full three meters tall, its body adorned with thick, armored spurs and possessing a grotesque visage, was unmistakably an Angry Dragon Beast—a creature renowned alongside the Fierce Stone Demon.

Legend had it that the Angry Dragon Beast was a descendant of the Divine Dragon, inheriting a trace of its bloodline, albeit diluted, which accounted for the inclusion of "beast" in its name. While its defensive capabilities were slightly less formidable than those of the Fierce Stone Demon, its offensive prowess was notably superior, placing it just below the ranks of Divine Beasts as a premier-tier Exotic Beast.

"You recognize this Exotic Beast as well? I've possessed this Angry Dragon Beast for thirty years, exhausting numerous methods to tame it without any success." Yan Zishu regarded Mu Hanyan with astonishment, his perception of her elevated by her unexpected knowledge.

In the brief moments it took to exchange these words, several guards who attempted to impede the rampaging Angry Dragon Beast were severely wounded by its spurs, which were as sharp and destructive as fine steel spears. The Angry Dragon Beast let out another furious roar, continuing its relentless charge towards the terrified members of the Yan family.

"Where are the individuals responsible for guarding the Angry Dragon Beast? Who allowed it to escape!" Yan Zishu bellowed, his voice laced with anxiety and fury.

Regrettably, the guards were already gravely injured, and the remaining family members were consumed by the primal instinct to flee; none had the composure or opportunity to furnish an answer to his urgent questions.

"Forget it, it appears I still cannot tame it to become a Sword Pet. I will be forced to end its life!" Yan Zishu declared with a sigh of profound frustration.

His tone was heavy with a sense of reluctance; when he had first captured this Angry Dragon Beast, he had not yet attained the Holy-grade. His survival within the perilous depths of Longyan Mountain had been a harrowing, near-death experience. Subsequently dedicating three decades to the meticulous study of Beast Taming Techniques with the fervent hope of subduing it, all his efforts had culminated in failure. How could he possibly reconcile himself to such an outcome?

However, witnessing his family members nearing the brink of falling prey to the Angry Dragon Beast's ferocious fangs and razor-sharp spurs left him with no recourse for hesitation.

With his current cultivation level, subduing the Angry Dragon Beast was not entirely an impossibility. Nevertheless, its inherently violent disposition meant that once provoked into a rage, it would descend into a berserk state, abandoning all reason and experiencing a dramatic surge in its offensive capabilities. Even if he were ultimately successful in subduing it, a significant number of Yan family members would likely perish amidst the ensuing chaos. In such a state, even the other venerable elders of the family would offer little in the way of assistance against a berserk Angry Dragon Beast.

The most strategically sound course of action was to strike with swift, decisive force before it succumbed to its berserk frenzy and eliminate it permanently!

"Wait, if I can help you tame this Angry Dragon Beast, would that count as fulfilling the third task?" Mu Hanyan suddenly interjected.

"What?" Yan Zishu was once again taken aback, finding it almost impossible to credit his own ears.

(Visiting Chongqing for a few days. Updates continue as normal, bringing the laptop along. Praising myself, so diligent. Bringing the laptop even on trips, never missing an update! Good kid!)