Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1688: You can doubt my character, but never my taste

"No need, no need. If you are willing to become the Guardian Priest of our Mu Family, we would be too thankful to ask for repayment. Let’s just consider it a treat for him." Everyone declined politely.

As long as Han Yan was willing to become the Guardian Priest of the Mu Family, they could secure peace for five hundred years, and nobody would care about Ling Baobao’s little tricks anymore.

"What about the marriage proposal?" Ling Baobao never held back with Han Yan and this time was no exception. He asked with an ingratiating smile.

Han Yan rolled her eyes at him. She might help with financial matters, but she couldn’t handle this kind of debt.

"Forget it, you should make your own decisions, and I won’t interfere." Mu Tu, despite a trace of regret in his eyes, said straightforwardly.

Listening to him, Ling Baobao felt relieved and let out a long sigh.

Han Yan found it odd. Considering Mu Tu’s previously bold demeanor, she thought that even if Ling Baobao was his friend, he wouldn’t disregard his daughter’s honor. If that was the case, she would feel somewhat guilty.

"Alright, alright, I have some matters to discuss with Han Yan, you all can disperse now." Ye Yi’an said with a satisfied look, waving his hand after everyone had almost finished speaking.

"The Old Tributor has important matters to discuss, everyone should disperse." Mu Chenglin quickly drove the crowd away, like herding ducks.

There was no need for him to act as people revered Ye Yi’an like a deity, and upon hearing his words, they quickly scattered.

Ye Yi’an led Han Yan and Mu Chenglin back to the ancestral hall. After taking a few steps, he said to Han Yan, "He’s your friend, should we let him come along?"

He didn’t know how close Ling Baobao was to Han Yan, nor did he know if he could be trusted, so he sought Han Yan’s opinion.

From his eyes, Han Yan saw a deeply hidden hint of killing intent, indicating that if Ling Baobao couldn’t be trusted, there would be no hesitation in eliminating him.

"He’s my best friend," Han Yan stated.

"Then let him come along," Ye Yi’an gestured to Ling Baobao.

Ling Baobao happily followed along, grinning as if he had eaten honey. Han Yan’s words, "best friend," made him feel elated, lifting his spirits.

"By the way, what exactly happened with Mu Tu’s daughter?" Han Yan asked curiously.

"Her? I fell from the sky and just happened to break their roof when I passed out. Apparently, I knocked her out too and slept for a night," Ling Baobao said awkwardly, his smile stiffening.

"Just that?" Han Yan was taken aback, then couldn’t help but laugh at Ling Baobao.

"What else? Do you really think I have such peculiar tastes?! Han Yan, you can doubt my character, but never my taste!" Ling Baobao retorted righteously.

"Pfft!" Seeing Ling Baobao’s serious expression, Han Yan nearly burst into laughter.

"Wasn’t there a big commotion that Mu Tu didn’t notice?" Han Yan asked, puzzled.

"How would I know, maybe that Hei Tuzi sleeps like a pig, unmoved by thunder, or maybe he just wanted to frame me," Ling Baobao said with a bitter face.

Thinking about Miss Yu’er’s not insignificantly strong build compared to Mu Tu, Han Yan considered this possibility not insignificant. Perhaps that Hei Tuzi wasn’t as rough and simple as he appeared.

"Luckily, you came; otherwise, I’d be... sigh..." Ling Baobao lamented his own misfortune, probably thinking of the future days after marrying Miss Yu’er, as his complexion turned pale.

Han Yan suddenly realized that compared to Ling Baobao’s unfortunate experiences, her own bizarre encounter with a Stone Plate Pig and being chased away seemed rather lucky.

Back at the ancestral hall, Mu Chenglin still guarded the door, while Ye Yi’an reactivated the soundproof barrier.

"Holy Saint, where did you learn that Priest Divine Technique earlier?" Ye Yi’an asked curiously, having suppressed this curiosity for a long time.

"What Priest Divine Technique? Are you talking about the fireball?" Han Yan replied, puzzled. Didn’t he know about her having the Xuanhuang Stone and mistaking her for a Saint, so why ask this question?

"Exactly, that Fireball Technique. As far as I know, even if once refined the Xuanhuang Stone and could condense the Heaven and Earth Power like a born Divine Priest, the condensation speed before practicing the Divine Hall Secret Technique is extremely slow. You used the Cold Ice Power during your previous interaction with Mu Tu, how could you condense the Xuanhuo Power so fast? Moreover, these two powers are mutually exclusive and can’t be used simultaneously without sufficient cultivation," Ye Yi’an remarked, confused.

"There’s such a thing!" Earlier, Han Yan felt everything was smooth sailing, but now she realized her display was inexplicable even for a born Divine Priest.

"Could it be related to not fully refining the Xuanhuang Stone?" Han Yan pondered to herself.

"What?" Ye Yi’an stared at Han Yan in surprise.

"My Xuanhuang Stone wasn’t fully refined; the core Xuanhuang Energy remains hidden in the Heart Meridian. I intended to refine it during the pivotal moment of ascending Holy-grade, but due to unexpected events, it never succeeded. Earlier, the power in Kangzihe’s strike was dissipated and integrated by the Xuanhuang Energy, and so was the Cold Ice Power earlier," Han Yan explained patiently, with a hint of regret at the mention of her failed advancement.

If not for the Holy Master appearing at a critical moment, she would have already ascended to Holy-grade, and her strength wouldn’t be as suppressed as it is now.

"So that’s how it is, that’s how it is, I understand now, hahaha, Holy Saint, you truly benefited from a disaster," Ye Yi’an didn’t delve further. After hearing Han Yan’s explanation, he thought for a moment, then, as if realizing something, slapped his forehead and laughed heartily.

Without waiting for Han Yan’s inquiry, he excitedly explained, "If you refined the Xuanhuang Stone and ascended to Sword Saint, your future cultivation speed and ultimate achievements would be far beyond other Saints. However, ascending to Sword Saint involves rebirth, settling your physique, and encountering obstacles in understanding the Power of Laws on the Divine Continent.

But since you haven’t ascended to Sword Saint, your physique remains unsettled, and you possess the core Xuanhuang Energy, allowing you to condense any Power of Laws on the Divine Continent without concerns, and practice any Divine Hall Secret Technique. In terms of potential, nobody in the Divine Continent’s history of millions of years could compare to you."

"Senior Ye, is what you’re saying true!" Hearing his explanation, Han Yan’s regrets vanished, and she asked eagerly.

If she could rely on the Xuanhuang Energy to surpass other Holy Court Disciples in cultivation speed on the Divine Continent, she could somewhat understand, but surpassing the cultivators of the Divine Continent itself felt incredulous.

(Humbly requesting, seeking a monthly ticket...)