Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1866: Beat the Son, Then Beat the Father

"I, I surrender..." The Priest hesitated only for a few breaths before jumping off the Competition Platform.

After all, someone had already led the way, and his strength was not as good as his opponent’s, so he wasn’t afraid of losing face.

"You!" Han Yan’s Longsword swiftly pointed at the next person.

"I surrender." This person gritted his teeth and also followed, jumping off the Competition Platform.

"I surrender." The next one didn’t even wait for Han Yan to speak. As soon as he saw her Longsword pointing at him, he decisively jumped off the Competition Platform.

"I surrender."

"I surrender."

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The priests on the platform jumped off one by one, each more agile than the last. It wasn’t that everyone was that timid, but they had originally planned to join forces to exhaust Han Yan. However, since those before them surrendered one after another, why should the ones behind them fight desperately? They weren’t fools.

Upon seeing their priests surrender and leave the stage one after another, the Master Priests standing on the high platform wore sullen expressions. However, they couldn’t really blame them. Han Yan’s defeat of Long Wucuo with just two swords was too shocking. Even the Master Priests themselves might not be stronger than Han Yan, so how could they expect those below them to go to their deaths?

By now, they were gradually realizing that Han Yan had been plotting all along. From the initial show of strength, she had already begun to shake everyone’s will to fight, and Long Wucuo’s crushing defeat shattered their confidence completely. In short, from the moment the challenge began today, everything was within Han Yan’s control.

The plan they had previously discussed also crumbled under Han Yan’s meticulous calculations.

Such youth and such cunning, even these weathered Master Priests on stage felt inferior.

Finally, with the last Priest surrendering and leaving the stage, only Han Yan remained on the Competition Platform.

The audience below erupted into thunderous applause and cheers.

Although the Priests’ performance was disgraceful, and even their own temple’s Priests looked down on them for their timidity, they knew well that it was Han Yan’s overwhelming strength that caused them to withdraw without a fight. Han Yan earned everyone’s respect with her power.

Hearing the cheers and shouts from thousands, the faces of the Master Priests turned even darker. Although apart from Long Aoli and Ou Mingzhi, the other Master Priests held some admiration and respect for Han Yan’s strength and cunning, they couldn’t feel good about seeing their Priests so humiliated, or having their previously agreed plan so easily dismantled by Han Yan.

Amidst everyone’s cheers, Han Yan suddenly made a gesture to quiet them, and everyone stopped simultaneously, the plaza returning to calm.

"Dragon Chief Priest, I have passed the challenges of the temple’s Priests. Shouldn’t I enter the next round of the Competition?" Han Yan asked.

"That’s right." Long Aoli nodded with a face ashen with anger.

Although Long Wucuo survived, his injuries were severe and could very well affect his cultivation. Right now, he had a mind to kill Han Yan.

"Very well, I challenge you!" Han Yan’s Longsword extended, pointing at Long Aoli.

"What!" Everyone was shocked again at Han Yan’s stunning and cold but resolute demeanor.

Nobody expected that Han Yan, having just defeated Long Wucuo, would now challenge Long Aoli. Was she planning to deal with the father after handling the son, completely humiliating the Long Family?

But where it was easy to hit the son’s face, the father’s might not be so simple to strike. Han Yan had just finished one battle and hadn’t even taken a moment to rest, but was eager to challenge Long Aoli’s face, which seemed a little impulsive.

Of course, this was just the average person’s thought, and the Priests on stage would never think this way.

Previously, when Han Yan used the Life Principle to counter Long Wucuo’s Death Shield, they had thought Han Yan, after all, was too young and didn’t think things through, even mocking her to all extents. However, Han Yan used her actions to slap them with a loud and clear rebuttal.

Until the very end, they realized that Han Yan’s cunning was far more mature than they had imagined, with everything falling into her calculations. They could guess that when Han Yan challenged Long Aoli, it wasn’t done on impulse or for humiliating but with purpose.

They were right. Han Yan indeed had her reasons for doing so.

She was well aware that after severely injuring Long Wucuo, Long Aoli would never let her go, and since the Master Priests’ plan was easily destroyed by her, they would certainly not give up. If given time to slowly discuss it, who knows what methods they might devise against her.

The ease of defeating Long Wucuo today was partly because he didn’t know the Chaos God Sword was in her hands, and more importantly, due to his limited understanding of her. However, after this battle, almost all her cards were exposed. If Long Aoli and the others were prepared, she wouldn’t have such good fortune again.

In any case, she still had the strength to use the Eight Desolate God Fall once more, so she might as well disrupt their rhythm and challenge Long Aoli directly.

Based on her previous understanding of the various temples, these twelve Master Priests were led by Long Aoli in strength. As long as she could defeat him, it wouldn’t be impossible for the other Master Priests to surrender voluntarily, just like the earlier Priests.

Even if they didn’t surrender, it didn’t matter. Since she aimed for the strange treasure of Heaven and Earth, she would eventually have to face the strongest among the twelve Master Priests. Facing Long Aoli in advance was not a bad thing.

"You want to challenge me?" Long Aoli was somewhat surprised himself but quickly regained his composure and asked with a stern face.

"Is it that the Dragon Chief Priest doesn’t dare to accept the challenge?" Han Yan asked with a composed smile.

"Well, well, no wonder you can become the Huayu Chief Priest at such a young age. Indeed, you have strength and spirit. I will do as you wish." Long Aoli said with an expression of admiration, patting the armrest of his chair.

Actually, he hated Han Yan to death, wishing he could crush her with a single slap, but after all, he was a Hall Master, and necessary poise was required. No matter how much he hated Han Yan in his heart, he couldn’t be as reckless as Long Wucuo.

Of course, it might also be because he was intimidated by the slaps Han Yan gave Long Wucuo. This Han Yan showed none of the steady poise of a Master Priest, and if he couldn’t restrain himself from mocking her, she might just slap him in the face, a humiliation Long Aoli was not willing to bear.