Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1128: Fearless and Self-Assured

"Hmph, those Six Sword Casting Techniques and Bone Forging Six Techniques are not so easily comprehended. Even if you understand them, using them effortlessly is not that simple. Back in the day, it took me three full years to barely grasp these twelve techniques, and even then, my grandfather regarded me as a once-in-a-millennium sword casting genius of the Nie Family.

In just one night, no matter how extraordinary Mu Hanyan’s talent is, it’s absolutely impossible to forge the Blood Gall Sword Shape and forge the Blood Gall Sword Bone. Tomorrow afternoon will be the time he rolls out of the Sword Casting Hall." Nie Fangsheng said confidently.

"Well, then I’ll come and see how Mu Hanyan embarrasses himself and is chased out of the Sword Casting Hall in disgrace." Hearing Nie Fangsheng’s words, Qiu Zizhong laughed out loud, no longer worried.

...

As Mu Hanyan executed each of the sword casting techniques one after another, the refined iron gradually took on the shape of a longsword. After all, it was just a standard military sword, no need to incorporate meteorite gold, making the casting considerably easier.

However, looking at the gradually forming longsword, the eyes of Huayue and Tan Yu transformed from anticipation to peculiar.

Admittedly, Mu Hanyan’s twelve sword casting techniques were exquisite and filled with beauty, possibly even surpassing Nie Fangsheng in the eyes of those unfamiliar with sword casting techniques. However, the sword produced was not as expected.

Take the crooked refined iron before us, is that really a sword? Could it be the legendary snake-shaped sword?

Bang! As Mu Hanyan’s final hammer fell, he had gone through the Twelve Forms of Casting and Forging several times, yet the longsword before him still appeared crooked and misshapen, even Mu Hanyan couldn’t bear looking at it.

Mu Hanyan then understood why, on the Holy Court Continent, masters were easy to find but swords were hard to seek. A skilled Sword Casting Master is not so easily trained, and the Sword Casting Technique is not so easily learned.

Even if the twelve sword casting techniques were memorized thoroughly and practiced hundreds or thousands of times in the mind, without sufficient practice time, it’s still impossible to forge the sword shape and forge the sword bone.

Though she had prior sword casting experience, she could even use the Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique to seal cultivation within the sword, at that time she used well-hammered premium longswords, completely different from casting a rough refined iron into a sword.

One could say, at least in molding and bone forging, her earlier experience was utterly useless.

"Don’t be discouraged, young master, failure is just the mother of success. Practice a few more times and you should be able to forge it." Jiang Yuzhe comfortingly remarked.

Unfortunately, such comfort hardly convinced anyone, even Mu Hanyan herself found it difficult to believe.

Looking at the scrap iron before her, it seemed that even if she practiced another hundred or two hundred times, there was absolutely no chance of success.

Sword casting doesn’t rely solely on techniques. Different furnace temperatures, distinct materials, the application of techniques, control of force, and even the timing of hammer blows all have entirely different requirements, requiring thousands of repeated temperings to possibly grasp the essentials.

"Hmm, Brother Jiang has a point, at this pace, tomorrow afternoon, Brother Han Yan will definitely give Nie Heilian a severe lesson." Ling Baobao said, picking up the snake-shaped scrap iron with great interest.

"Alright, spare me the consolation. By the looks of it, my likelihood of being kicked out of the Sword Casting Hall is much greater." Mu Hanyan didn’t want to dishearten others to diminish her own aura, but didn’t want to deceive herself either.

"I’m not consoling you, I’m serious. Your techniques are actually well-practiced; what you lack is just the mastery of the tempering. Once you get that right, there won’t be any problems." Ling Baobao assured.

"I know that too, but mastering the tempering is not so easily achieved, is it?" Mu Hanyan chuckled wryly.

Everyone can speak of principles, but when it comes to doing it, it’s not necessarily as easy.

"For others, mastering the tempering indeed may not be easy, but with my assistance, it’s child’s play." Ling Baobao confidently proclaimed, stretching out his hand as he spoke.

A pure white light gradually appeared at his fingertips, flickering like a flame.

"What is this..." Staring at his fingertips, Mu Hanyan and others gasped in astonishment.

...

The night passed swiftly, and the next day, just after noon, dozens of disciples arrived at the Sword Casting Hall.

But when they arrived, they found that nearly a hundred academy disciples had already gotten there first. The outer courtyard disciples who originally had the privilege to watch and learn from a distance had been pushed outside the door, while those of even lower status, who were originally keeping a watchful distance by the window, now did not even have the qualification to watch the spectacle.

The events in the Sword Casting Hall yesterday seemed to have grown wings, spreading throughout Long Yan Academy overnight. Anyone could guess that Nie Fangsheng was deliberately making things difficult for Mu Hanyan, but the news that Mu Hanyan had previously rendered Qiu Yongcheng’s cultivation completely useless also spread across the academy, leaving mentors touched by the tragedy unwilling to advocate for Mu Hanyan.

Speaking of which, Mu Hanyan’s master Gong Hongru is one of the academy’s top three experts; even he didn’t speak much, so why would others bother with unnecessary meddling?

With mentors indifferent, the disciples were naturally eager for amusement, couldn’t care less about right and wrong, simply curious about Mu Hanyan.

On her first day in the academy, she passed the Beast Soul Hall’s trial, crippling a mentor’s cultivation, and on the next day faced such difficulty from the academy’s foremost Sword Casting Master Nie Fangsheng. Could she perhaps achieve another miracle, giving everyone an unexpected "surprise"?

"Why hasn’t she arrived yet? Could it be that Mu Hanyan is scared of embarrassment, not daring to come?" someone impatiently remarked after waiting for a while.

"That shouldn’t be the case, Mu Hanyan just passed the Beast Soul Hall’s trial; it’s her time to shine, wouldn’t retreat like this be too shameful?"

"Would getting expelled from the Sword Casting Hall by Lord Nie not be shameful? Do you think Sword Casting is that easy to learn? Master Nie is the foremost Sword Casting Master of Long Yan Academy. Rumor has it that when he learned the Molding and Bone Forging Technique, it took him three full years to achieve minor accomplishments. Mu Hanyan only heard Lord Nie teach once yesterday and then pondered overnight, how could she possibly forge the Blood Gall Sword Shape and forge the Blood Gall Sword Bone?" someone skeptically argued.

"Makes sense, if I were her, I’d rather lay low for now, preserving some dignity and avoiding ridicule." The person nodded, profoundly agreeing.

"Hmph, she’s indeed clever, knowing to retreat for advancement. But unfortunately, she’s already angered everyone by maliciously plotting against my Third Uncle, dodging this once, how could she dodge the next time unless she sticks to Master Gong focusing solely on Sword Dao, ignoring other strange and mysterious arts? We’ll see how long she can hide." As time drew closer and Mu Hanyan still hadn’t appeared, Qiu Zizhong assumed she intended to abandon, mocking.

"Who said I’m hiding? Sorry to disappoint you once again." Mu Hanyan’s voice echoed at this precise moment.

The previously clamorous Sword Casting Hall suddenly fell silent, everyone stunned as they gazed at Mu Hanyan.

She really dared to come, she’s really not afraid of embarrassment? The rumors were true; Mu Hanyan is indeed outstandingly courageous.

(This month’s revelation, Mu Hanyan’s true female identity will be exposed! Trust me, trust me, trust me!)