Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1756: Revenge from a Foodie

"How is that possible? Divine arts are divine arts, martial arts are martial arts, how could they be related? And then there’s array techniques and such, how can they be connected together? Besides, I haven’t found this martial arts to be anything special. I’ve been learning for so many days, and I’m still no match for the Master Priest," Shen Yuhe explained, dismissively.

Mu Hanyan was suddenly frozen in place, feeling as if a shocking thunder had flashed through her mind.

Eight Desolate God Fall, Divine Arts—Martial Arts—Array Formation Technique!

Although Shen Yuhe found it unbelievable, even utterly impossible, Mu Hanyan felt as if a great enlightenment had dawned on her. The Holy Court Continent’s array formation and elixir techniques, all sorts of strange and mysterious arts, aren’t they closely related to her Nine Heavens Star Fall and Star Falling in Eight Desolates? Why can’t the God arts on the Divine Continent be related to a single divine arts move?

Nine Heavens Star Fall, Star Falling in Eight Desolates, Eight Desolate God Fall... Mu Hanyan murmured in her heart, an indescribable excitement surged within her: Could it be that this divine arts move is also related to her past life?

Previously, during sparring with Shen Yuhe, Mu Hanyan had firmly remembered the martial arts techniques in her heart, now she was contemplating secretly, absorbed in thought.

"Master Priest, are you alright?" Seeing Mu Hanyan dazed, Shen Yuhe asked carefully.

"Nothing, you go rest first, I need to think about something," Mu Hanyan said.

"Then I won’t disturb the Master Priest," Shen Yuhe guessed that Mu Hanyan had some insight and took her leave. The priests at the door scattered as well, discussing as they left the martial arts of the Master Priest and the Right Priest, eager to try.

"That little girl, I will take my revenge sooner or later," Ling Baobao rubbed his panda eyes, looking at Shen Yuhe’s departing back, said angrily, not putting the Right Priest in his eyes at all.

"How will you take revenge?" Mu Hanyan said amusingly. With Ling Baobao’s mediocre skills, he probably won’t have a chance for revenge in this lifetime.

"I’m going to eat eight bowls of rice," Ling Baobao gritted his teeth and said.

"At your age, eating more probably won’t help you grow taller?" Mu Hanyan said, suppressing the impulse to laugh out loud. It’s like kids fighting, eating a lot to grow strong and win; besides, at his age, eating won’t make him grow taller.

"No, I’m going to eat all the food and starve them!" Ling Baobao said with great gusto.

Mu Hanyan almost fell to the ground, so this is how a foodie takes revenge. It truly is terrifying.

"By the way, where’s your turtle shell?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously. Seeing that he used to ponder over the turtle shell day and night, recently he hasn’t taken it out much.

"It’s in the room, I’m trying to refine it slowly," Ling Baobao said somewhat disappointedly.

"Refine?" Mu Hanyan asked puzzled.

"Yeah, you saw it last time, the Overlord Dragon Armor can ignore attacks from the Priest Divine Technique. Although it has limits, its defensive power is exceptionally strong. I’m planning to use it to craft a Divine Artifact that can traverse the plane void; it’ll be much easier to return," Ling Baobao said.

"Can it succeed?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"My strength definitely can’t do it, wait until your strength recovers and help me, but I haven’t thought of a suitable refining method yet, I’ll tell you once I do," Ling Baobao knew himself well, not at all polite with Mu Hanyan.

"Okay, leave it to me," Mu Hanyan did not refuse, last time if it weren’t for an accident, Ling Baobao should have been added to his world long ago.

"Alright, I’m going to see what’s for lunch, starve that dead girl later," Ling Baobao picked himself up and went to the dining hall, baring his teeth and claws.

Mu Hanyan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead; honestly, offending a foodie is a truly terrifying thing.

Clutching the book "Eight Gates Divine Formation," Mu Hanyan returned to the second layer of the Main Priest Temple.

Martial Arts, Eight Desolate God Fall, Array, Elixir Technique... Mu Hanyan’s mind was clear, countless words and patterns intertwined in her mind, amidst the chaos, there was yet a thread of enlightenment.

"Buzz!" It was unclear how long had passed, an immortal hum buzzed in her mind, the long-awaited memory inheritance from the Aolai Divine Beast awakened once again.

Ancient and obscure yet melodious notes sang in her mind, in an instant, a Sword Light cleaved open the world, containing infinite Law Profound Meaning within it, so exquisite, so mysterious.

These days, insights into various cultivation methods of the temple and strange and mysterious arts are all encapsulated within this sword, and all doubts and confusion will find answers in this sword.

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"Help! Stop! Stop, help!" Outside the window, Ling Baobao’s pitiful cries for help rang out.

Mu Hanyan smiled faintly, floated down from the second layer of the temple.

These days, aside from continuing to comprehend Eight Desolate God Fall, she took some time to accompany everyone in cultivating martial arts. Since seeing Mu Hanyan’s display of divine power tormenting Long Wudang, the priests of Huayu Temple became interested in martial arts, and after witnessing the wonderfully profound bout between Mu Hanyan and Shen Yuhe, their interest was further piqued, starting to practice privately.

Mu Hanyan didn’t object, in fact, given the resources Huayu Temple now has, enhancing these priests’ skills greatly is difficult; practicing martial arts, on the other hand, greatly benefits enhancing their combat power.

Ling Baobao ultimately did not achieve his revenge plan to starve Shen Yuhe, often getting dragged as a sparring partner, unwittingly chased by Shen Yuhe until fleeing. No choice, since he said real combat is the best way to enhance strength, plus his combat skills are indeed stronger than other priests, who else would Shen Yuhe choose?

Sympathetically looking at the fleeing Ling Baobao, Mu Hanyan admired this guy’s physique; every time he got bullied and suffered bruises and swelling, yet within four hours, he recovered all by himself without the need for elixirs. With such a powerful self-healing ability, even folks like Huayue and Ye Yanran, those indomitable ones, would bow down.

"Greetings, Master Priest, greetings, Master Priest!" Upon seeing Mu Hanyan, Shen Yuhe and others bowed respectfully, their gaze was more convinced than a few days ago.

Mu Hanyan never had the habit of hoarding her insights, so shared her understanding of Eight Desolate God Fall with everyone without reservation, unfortunately, others lacked her sort of memory inheritance, learning it was extremely difficult, so Mu Hanyan had to simplify it before teaching them. Even so, the combat skills she imparted, though called martial arts, were far beyond what everyone knew as martial arts.

To help them enhance combat power, Mu Hanyan generously offered spring water infused with Dragon Clan Blood Essence, after drinking, the priests’ power greatly increased, coupled with those exquisite combat skills, their performance rivaled their original Priest Divine Technique.