Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1766: Such Arrogance


Chapter 1766: Chapter 1766: Such Arrogance

"Brother Yan, Brother Qi!" Sikong Qinglan lunged forward in one stride and took out two elixirs for the two of them to take.

These elixirs were the ones Mu Hanyan had snatched from Long Wudang and the others last time, then divided among the priests of Huayu Temple. But aside from a few who were just one step away from breaking through their bottleneck and advancing in strength, no one else had been willing to use them. Now they finally came in handy.

After taking the elixirs, the two men’s complexions looked much better. Sikong Qinglan relaxed a little, then turned his head to look at that young priest, anger written all over his face.

Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were called guards, but they had grown up with Sikong Qinglan since childhood—partners, and more like brothers. Seeing them wounded like this, how could he not be furious?

"Who are you people, to dare force your way into my Huayu Temple and even injure our temple guards!" Sikong Qinglan forcibly suppressed his anger and demanded.

"Huayu Temple? Is there still a Huayu Temple on the Divine Continent? How come I’ve never heard of it?" A priest on the opposite side laughed wildly and mockingly.

This man was about twenty, his features fairly decent, yet he always gave off a gloomy, sinister impression. Judging from the white cloud patterns embroidered on his priest robe, his strength was quite good—Ninth-level Divine Priest.

The other priests clustered around him, more or less showing flattery on their faces. Clearly, this group of priests was headed by him.

"Quit your damn nonsense. We’re here to find someone. Be smart and roll aside, or if you anger my young master, don’t blame us for wiping out your bullshit Huayu Temple." A follower priest jabbed a finger at Sikong Qinglan’s nose, baring his teeth and spewing curses.

Flames of anger also burned in An Xiaxin and the others’ eyes. Though Huayu Temple no longer possessed its former glory, as priests they still took pride in Huayu Temple. For the other side to insult Huayu Temple like this was clearly an insult to every person present.

"Clang!" Everyone simultaneously pressed a hand to their sword hilts, and a few hot-blooded youths even drew their longswords outright.

"What, you still dare to make a move?" The other side didn’t take their actions seriously at all. He glanced at the priest robes on them and let out a contemptuous, cold laugh.

Seeing that scornful gaze, An Xiaxin and the others were utterly ablaze with fury. If looks could kill, the other side would have died more times than they could count.

"Stop!" Wen Gaoren strode forward and blocked the space between the two groups. Earlier, as soon as he saw Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming injured, An Xiaxin and the others had rushed ahead, leaving him behind.

"Master Priest, they’re here for me and dragged your temple’s two guards into this. These elixirs are compensation for them; I hope you can forgive the trouble." Wen Gaoren took out a few bottles of elixirs and handed them to Mu Hanyan, quietly giving him a meaningful look at the same time.

Mu Hanyan read that look clearly; he was obviously saying that these people had quite a background and they shouldn’t clash head-on with them.

This old man’s heart wasn’t bad—whether it was his nature or just repaying a favor, whatever the reason, Mu Hanyan’s impression of him improved quite a bit.

Having heard that great shout outside the hall just now, An Xiaxin and the others also knew that this group had come for Wen Gaoren. Seeing him step forward, they forcefully suppressed their rage and refrained from striking immediately.

"Master Wen, I thought you’d hide in Huayu Temple like a turtle with its head pulled in. Didn’t expect you’d still dare come out." The leading young priest gave Wen Gaoren a sinister smile as he spoke.

"Ou Mingzhi, what exactly do you want?" Wen Gaoren asked coldly, barely restraining the anger in his eyes.

"Master Wen, you still don’t know what I want? As long as you obediently serve my Ou Family and become a Household under us, Lingyu City will still have a place for you. Otherwise, no matter how vast the Divine Continent is, I’m afraid there won’t be a single foothold left for you!" Ou Mingzhi smiled as he spoke.

Hearing Ou Mingzhi’s words, Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned. Wasn’t Wen Gaoren supposed to be the foremost Array Master of Lingyu Divine Hall? His status needed no explanation. Who exactly was this Ou Mingzhi, to dare speak so arrogantly?

"Ou Mingzhi is the son of Lingyu Divine Hall Chief Priest Ou Dechuan. It’s said his natural talent is pretty good, and the family long ago designated him as the Family Head’s heir. If nothing unexpected happens, the position of Chief Priest in the future will undoubtedly be his." Seeing Mu Hanyan’s confusion, An Xiaxin explained softly.

So he was yet another playboy spoiled rich kid like Long Wudang, and one with decent talent at that. Why was it that upon arriving on the Divine Continent he kept running into this kind of trash? First Kang Zihe, then Long Wudang, and now another Ou Mingzhi.

Thinking carefully about the inheritances of the various temples on the Divine Continent, Mu Hanyan felt it made sense. Although the Divine Continent had no concept of nations and no aristocratic families, every young priest was selected from Priest Families. Unless a commoner had heaven-defying talent, it was extremely difficult to step through a temple’s gates. After generation upon generation of inheritance, the ancient Priest Families had become deeply intertwined, their backgrounds even more complex than the aristocratic families and clans on the Holy Court Continent. Naturally, it was even easier for this kind of spoiled playboy second-generation to appear.

"What a grand tone you have!" Wen Gaoren snorted coldly.

"You think that with your title as Lingyu Divine Hall’s number one Array Master, every temple will treat you as an honored guest no matter where you go?" Ou Mingzhi asked with a mocking smile.

"Hmph!" Wen Gaoren snorted again. Though he said nothing, that was clearly exactly what he thought.

In truth, Mu Hanyan thought the same. A formation master of overwhelming strength was a prize that the various aristocratic families and even nations on the Holy Court Continent fought over; all the more so on the Divine Continent. The Divine Continent’s Power of Laws of Heaven and Earth was even more direct and pure; without the support of Array Barriers, even temples would be hard-pressed to exist. The status of an Array Master was naturally higher still.

"I forgot to tell you: my Lingyu Divine Hall has already reached an agreement with the other eleven temples under the Life God Temple. All future array repairs will be entrusted to Lingyu Divine Hall alone. The one condition is that no temple is allowed to give you shelter. In other words, aside from Lingyu City, you now have nowhere to go." Ou Mingzhi’s smile was very calm, but it only made him seem more sinister.

"What?" Wen Gaoren’s expression froze, and those follower priests also wore utterly blank looks.

Mu Hanyan was a bit surprised as well. Even if Wen Gaoren was unwilling to serve Lingyu Divine Hall—or rather, unwilling to serve the Ou Family—did they really need to make such a big fuss about it? It wasn’t as if there was some blood-deep hatred between them. If you thought about it, the so-called hatred for killing one’s father and stealing one’s wife was probably no worse than this.

"Master Wen, why must you put yourself through all this? If back then you had been willing to accept me as your disciple and pour out your entire Array Formation Technique to me, would we have ended up like this today?" Ou Mingzhi shook his head with a sigh, sounding deeply moved.

"With despicable, shameless trash like you, it’s a damn good thing I didn’t accept you as a disciple back then." Wen Gaoren ground out the words through clenched teeth.

So there was this kind of entanglement between them. No wonder the Ou Family would stir up such a storm, even to the point of reaching an agreement with the other eleven temples just to force Wen Gaoren to submit. Only now did everyone suddenly understand.

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