Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1376: I Will Definitely Give Them a Big Surprise

They had only just witnessed it; Fen Qianji, who had harnessed the power of the Heaven and Earth from the Divine Continent to breach the spatial barrier, possessed the might of the Sword Saint Realm. She stood as a formidable figure amongst Sword Saints, likely on par with Ye Lanfeng.

Even their combined efforts had proven insufficient to subdue such power, yet Mu Hanyan had effortlessly shattered it. How had she achieved such a feat?

"I knew it! Her skill is unmatched in this world, truly unparalleled..." Yan Zishu exclaimed, his voice trembling with a mix of excitement and envy. Unbeknownst to him, the Heart Protecting Divine Sword was concealed within Mu Hanyan's Heart Meridian, unrelated to her medical prowess.

"It is done," Mu Hanyan stated softly.

She had not anticipated the Heart Protecting Divine Sword's immense power. After a thorough re-examination of her grandmother and confirming the complete dissipation of the Holy Energy Divine Heart Spell and its absence of impact on her cultivation, she gently withdrew her finger.

The Heart Protecting Divine Sword vanished from her fingertip. Mu Hanyan realized that while direct, free use remained elusive, she could now barely invoke its power through the Star Falling Eight Desolate Sword technique, a feat likely attributable to her significantly enhanced strength.

Although not fully under her command, its power for Heart Meridian protection surged dramatically. In essence, Mu Hanyan had acquired another life-saving Divine Artifact.

A flicker of anticipation stirred within her: what incredible power would the Heart Protecting Divine Sword unleash if, one day, she could wield it as freely as the Cold Sky Sword upon reaching the Sword Saint Realm or achieving even greater strength?

"Completely healed! My precious granddaughter is truly magnificent, a worthy descendant of my own blood." Lu Nianxin circulated her Qi, marveling at the return of her long-absent strength, her eyes glistening with joyful tears. As was her habit, she showered Mu Hanyan with praise, subtly including herself in the commendation.

Fortunately, Yue Fanyi and Yue Fanchen were not present; who knew what expressions they would have worn otherwise.

"I shall take my leave now," Fen Qianji nodded to Mu Hanyan before turning away, casting one last, significant glance at Ye Lanfeng.

"I will return shortly," Ye Lanfeng replied, mirroring Fen Qianji's glance toward the other party.

"You two..." Mu Hanyan regarded them with evident concern.

"Fear not, we will not engage in combat," Ye Lanfeng offered a gentle smile, echoed by Fen Qianji's faint grin as they both spoke in unison.

The two figures drifted away, their forms rapidly vanishing into the nocturnal expanse.

Subsequently, Yan Zishu and Doctor Sun departed. No one explicitly instructed them to maintain secrecy regarding the night's events, but their standing and experience naturally guided them on what could be discussed and what should remain unspoken.

"Do you believe those two will be alright?" Lu Nianxin inquired, her gaze ostensibly directed at Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji, yet lacking her usual jesting tone.

"Since they pledged not to fight, they undoubtedly will not," Mu Hanyan reassured, her understanding of Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji’s commitment to their word easing her apprehension.

"But what if they resort to using their feet?" Jiang Yuzhe interjected, his tone unexpectedly serious.

Everyone collectively rolled their eyes, finding his remark too absurd to warrant a response.

"One is among the Twelve Saints, and the other is one of the Twelve Divine Language Priests. How did you become associated with them?" Lu Nianxin mused aloud.

"Grandmother, I've already told you, Qianji and I are simply close friends," Mu Hanyan quickly clarified, sensing a peculiar undertone in her grandmother’s words.

"You said the same about Lanfeng previously," Lu Nianxin responded with an indifferent air.

Mu Hanyan found herself speechless, struggling to articulate a friendship with Fen Qianji that had spanned two lifetimes.

"Very well, I can no longer interfere in the matters of young people. I shall head back. Since you are not leaving, do join the family banquet tomorrow. I will have Xiu Ming escort you then," Lu Nianxin declared, shaking her head.

"Mm, Grandmother," Mu Hanyan affirmed with a nod.

"Furthermore, tomorrow you will be formally bestowed the title of Princess. Should any member of the Wu Family issue a challenge, simply disregard them," Lu Nianxin added as an afterthought.

"Can challenges actually be issued during a royal banquet?" Mu Hanyan inquired, a touch of curiosity in her voice.

"The Jinlan Palace Banquet is a time-honored, grand celebration for both the Yue and Wu Families. Members from either clan are permitted to challenge one another, typically limited to three bouts to prevent undue conflict. Moreover, younger members from other families may also engage in challenges to add to the festivities.

You gravely injured Jing Jianjue a few days ago; Wu Tianxiong will undoubtedly harbor resentment. Once your identity is publicly revealed, he might seize the opportunity to orchestrate a challenge against you, seeking retribution for Jing Jianjue."

I'm aware that the Wu Family possesses numerous skilled youths beyond just Jing Jianjue. Some have even attained the Half-Saint Realm, though they are disqualified from the sword sound competition due to their age limitations," Lu Nianxin stated with caution.

"Merely the Half-Saint Realm? In that case, I only hope someone will dare to challenge me," Mu Hanyan propped her chin, a flicker of anticipation in her eyes. This was a rather unfortunate habit, a consequence of years spent disguised as a man; her male persona had been maintained for so long that certain ingrained behaviors proved difficult to shake.

"I acknowledge your capacity to contend against opponents stronger than yourself. Now that you've ascended to the Great Sword Master realm, ordinary Half-Saints are no match for you. However, do not underestimate the Wu Family. Their ancestors, alongside ours from the Yue Family, were instrumental in founding this land. Their inherent strength is considerable, and the Fu Tao Technique passed down through generations is recognized as exceptional," Lu Nianxin cautioned.

"But in the final analysis, they remain merely Half-Saints, do they not?" Mu Hanyan inquired with a gentle smile.

"A mere Half-Saint, you say. Do you truly believe the Wu Family's Half-Saints are so easily subdued?" Lu Nianxin shot Mu Hanyan a vexed glare.

"Grandmother, while Xiu Ming did inform you of my advancement to the Great Sword Master realm, there is a crucial detail he is unaware of, hence its omission from your knowledge. Actually, with the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate I acquired from Jing Jianjue, Qin Ba, and others, I am now capable of wielding Sword Saint Sword Power," Mu Hanyan declared with unwavering confidence.

"What!" Lu Nianxin's gaze fixed on Mu Hanyan, astonishment evident on her face.

She had personally witnessed the fragments of the Heavenly Destiny Star Plate and the hair crown fall into Mu Hanyan's possession, along with that of others. Similar to Feng Qingyu, she had surmised that Mu Hanyan's prowess might escalate to the Peak of Great Sword Master, or perhaps even the Half-Saint Realm. Yet, the notion of her wielding the power of a Sword Saint had never crossed her mind.

Naturally, she harbored no suspicion that Mu Hanyan was fabricating this for her comfort; Mu Hanyan was far too astute to jeopardize her own safety with idle jesting.

"Therefore, Grandmother, you need not concern yourself over my well-being. Should any members of the Wu Family dare to challenge me, I shall undoubtedly deliver a most profound surprise," Mu Hanyan revealed, a cunning glint in her smile.

"Excellent, excellent! Jing Jianjue met his downfall through your hands; I wager that old scoundrel Wu Tianxiong is already seething. If you were to bring ruin to another skilled practitioner, would it not drive him to despair?" Lu Nianxin exclaimed with evident delight, clearly relishing the mental image of Wu Tianxiong's crestfallen visage.

Observing her grandmother's mirthful, almost mischievous expression, Mu Hanyan suddenly recognized that her grandmother possessed a rather eclectic taste for schadenfreude.