Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1201: Such a World-Shattering Beauty

Chapter 1201: Chapter 1201: Such a World-Shattering Beauty

Questions flashed through her mind: Could it be that the one with her connected by blood was actually her! She, the ancestor of the Mu Family.

Even Han Yan herself was startled by this speculation.

In the past, she thought the Xingtian Girl was the ancestor of the Mu Family, and this idea had already made Han Yan’s blood boil. Now, this new speculation excited her even more. Such a peak powerhouse, who once laughed at the world and looked down on the rivers and mountains, such a stunning person, could have such a connection with her. How could she not be thrilled and proud?

However, when she thought of the mysterious woman being ambushed and unfortunately falling, Han Yan’s heart ached once again.

Who exactly was she, and did she indeed have the connection with the Mu Family that Han Yan suspected? Who was the one who ambushed her? Countless doubts filled Han Yan’s heart.

"Senior Qianji, can you figure it out?" Han Yan thought once again of the Star Illusion Thousand Machine.

Unfortunately, this time, her mind was silent. She didn’t know if Star Illusion Thousand Machine had fallen into a deep sleep again or if it couldn’t answer her nearly whimsical question.

In the horizon, a touch of dawn appeared, and Han Yan withdrew her thoughts. Since she couldn’t understand it, why waste her energy? The answers she sought would come sooner or later, and this was Lady Mu’s usual habit.

Setting aside all these doubts and nearly whimsical speculations, striving to improve her strength and stepping by step toward the peak she longed for, that was the urgent task.

Huayue and the others gradually got up, and when Han Yan and the others arrived at the courtyard, Gu Yushu had already prepared breakfast.

In Gong Hongru’s courtyard, the sound of snoring could still be heard, indicating that he had started "seclusion" again. Understanding Gong Hongru’s good intentions for herself and others, Han Yan certainly wouldn’t have the slightest complaint.

At this time, the others realized that Gong Hongru’s ignoring them was not out of indifference but because he was afraid of affecting their pursuit of their unique Cultivation Path. And if they encountered any difficulties in cultivation, they could find answers within the annotations of his collection of books. Thus, they were even more grateful and respectful to him.

During the meal, Han Yan returned each of the Moon Shadow Orchids to everyone. After her explanation, Huayue and Tan Yu realized that while using one of these strange flowers and herbs was useful, using more was neither harmful nor beneficial and just a waste, so they didn’t insist.

"By the way, are you continuing to cultivate the original strange and mysterious arts, or something else?" Han Yan asked during the meal.

"We discussed this yesterday. Our aptitude is limited, and we can’t compare to you, so we should continue cultivating honestly first and try other things later when we’ve learned enough," Huayue said.

"That sounds good." Han Yan nodded. Although cultivating strange and mysterious arts is beneficial for comprehending Laws, one should at least first master them. Huayue and the others have good aptitude in Sword Dao but limited comprehension of strange and mysterious arts. Rather than aiming too high, it’s better to first become proficient in one art.

"And you, are you going to continue studying the Array Formation, or learn something else?" Ling Baobao asked.

"I think I’ll start cultivating Alchemy Technique," Han Yan thought for a moment and replied.

If it was just for understanding the Star Falling Eight Desolate Sword, or preparing for the Secret Realm Trial, whether cultivating Alchemy Technique, Alchemy Technique, or Beast Taming Technique, it wouldn’t make much difference. However, relatively speaking, Alchemy Technique is more useful.

After all, cultivators have a great demand for elixirs. Learning Alchemy Technique would not only save her a considerable amount of money but might even bring in some profit occasionally.

"Alright, then I’ll take you to Danxin Hall later," Tang Bufan said. He had been cultivating Alchemy Technique, so he was quite familiar with it.

After eating, Tang Bufan took Han Yan to Danxin Hall, while the others went to their respective halls.

...

In a sky of high clouds, a lone peak stood majestically, overlooking the rolling mountains below.

An ancient hall stood atop the lone peak, appearing from afar as if it were floating amidst the clouds and mist.

Ye Lanfeng stood atop the lone peak, gazing into the distance with a calm expression.

"What exactly do you want to know?" A white-robed old man stood behind him and asked.

This elder possessed an extraordinarily transcendent aura. With a clear and defined face and a few wrinkles, he seemed to be about sixty or seventy years old at first glance, but upon a closer look, he appeared as if he’d experienced thousands of years, his true age impossible to discern, giving a feeling of profundity.

He was the Holy Court Saint Master, the true master of the entire Holy Court Continent.

"I want to know if Yun Qianmo is truly dead," Ye Lanfeng asked softly.

The determined and resolute face seemed to appear before his eyes again, then gradually merged with the silver mask, his lips curling into a gentle smile before turning to solitude.

"Why are you suddenly asking about him?" The Saint Master remained composed, akin to an eternal stone sculpture, unperturbed by wind and rain.

"He’s not dead, is he?" Ye Lanfeng didn’t answer but looked at the Saint Master, asking persistently.

"Whether he’s dead or alive, what difference does it make to you? You only need to remember your mission," the Saint Master’s words carried a tone of rebuke.

"So, he’s really not dead?" Ye Lanfeng said, his once rock-solid heart unable to suppress a certain excitement.

"It seems you truly forgot my words. Your only mission is to guard this continent! Beyond that, don’t let anyone or anything influence your mindset, shake your beliefs!" The Saint Master seemed very dissatisfied with Ye Lanfeng’s performance, reprimanding him heavily before leaving with a wave of his sleeve.

Only Ye Lanfeng remained atop the lone peak.

Could it be that he’s really not dead? But then, why was there a rumor of his battlefield demise, and his disappearance for years afterward, without the Saint Master’s clarification, only tacit agreement?

Why did he appear, why did he take Zhao Lingxian and Gui Yu Mie, what secrets are hidden behind all this? 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Ye Lanfeng pondered intensely, unable to calm his mind.

"My lord." The voice of the Shadow Guard pulled Ye Lanfeng from his thoughts to reality.

"Han Yan defeated Jiang Qiling, claiming the crown in the Long Yan Academy’s new student competition," the Shadow Guard reported.

"Oh." Ye Lanfeng responded, unsurprised. This was what he had anticipated, especially with Angang’s little guy serving as an informant.

"Han Yan is a woman!" The Shadow Guard said with a complex expression.

Finally, he understood why Ye Lanfeng was so particularly fond of Han Yan, and finally knew that the man he spent time with day and night wasn’t of the rumored dubious preferences. He should be happy, but learning that Han Yan was a woman somehow didn’t make him happy at all.