Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1265: Brother Han Yan Becomes Sister Han Yan

Seeing those people getting closer and closer, Han Yan’s heart rose to her throat. Just at this moment, Tang Bufan threw the two longswords in his hands and retreated swiftly.

In a battle between masters, there’s no such thing as fleeing the battle, even throwing away swords in terror. The two opponents revealed a disdainful glance as they slashed with their swords.

It was at this moment that a sly smile appeared at the corners of Tang Bufan’s mouth.

In Han Yan’s eyes, there was also a trace of a smile.

This Tang Bufan doesn’t seem to be as pedantic as I thought. Is it really the influence of one’s environment?

"Boom! Boom!" Two loud explosions sounded simultaneously.

The two Holy Court Sword Masters trembled as the powerful air current forced them to retreat repeatedly. Before they could even react to what was happening, Han Yan had already flown up, her brilliant Sword Light slicing across their chests.

The two stared blankly at Han Yan, then looked bewilderedly at Tang Bufan, their knees buckling as they collapsed to the ground. To their death, they couldn’t understand how two Fifth Rank Sword Masters, working together, could be outmaneuvered by a Third-tier Sword Master. What exactly happened?

"Heavenly Flying Immortal, indeed formidable!" Tang Bufan wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said with lingering fear.

The action of throwing the swords and retreating seemed ordinary, like fleeing in panic, but the timing was executed perfectly. If it was a moment too early, the other side might have noticed the clue, and if it was a moment too late, it could have resulted in mutual destruction.

"I didn’t expect you to have such cunning." Han Yan said, seeming both impressed and helpless.

Recalling the Tang Bufan she knew in her past life, at most he felt a bit shrewd but lacked any scheming, and suddenly seeing him employ Zirong’s specialty methods, Han Yan wasn’t sure if she should be happy for him.

"You speak as if I was stupid before. Actually, I’m quite smart too, it’s just that you didn’t notice." After spending much time together, Tang Bufan felt less reverence and more closeness toward Han Yan, occasionally joking with her.

Indeed, influenced by one’s environment, apart from Zirong’s most adept little tricks, Han Yan also saw Jiang Yuzhe’s habitual smile on his face.

Han Yan suddenly thought that the Tang Bufan she knew in the past life, who seemed to have mediocre talent and ordinary strength, though with his family background and Aunt Xiu’s secret support, shouldn’t have achieved such cultivation.

Perhaps the servile and humble Tang Bufan she saw in the past life was all an act, and the one before her now is the real Tang Bufan.

"Miss, thank you for saving my life, I’m deeply grateful," Tang Bufan’s grandmother stepped forward to thank her.

"Madam, no need to be so formal. Tang Bufan is my best friend and Yunyun is my sworn sister. What happened today is my responsibility," Han Yan hurriedly helped the old lady up and said.

"Sworn sister?" Only then did Aunt Xiu and her daughter carefully examine Han Yan.

"What, don’t recognize me?" Han Yan ruffled Han Yunyun’s hair and simulated her previous voice.

"You, you’re Brother Han Yan?" Han Yunyun said joyfully.

"Silly girl, it’s Sister Han Yan," Aunt Xiu corrected her.

"This place is not suitable for a long stay; let’s leave here first," Han Yan said.

Tang Bufan and the others nodded. Coming from a poor family, there wasn’t much to take, so they quickly walked out.

"The noble grandson of the Mu Family Patriarch resorting to collusion with temple traitors and killing my Holy Court Steward, let’s see how the Mu Family would account for this to my Holy Court." At this moment, an elderly man landed from the sky.

Han Yan and the others’ expressions changed simultaneously. The old man in front of them, dressed in a black robe with intricate gold embroidery, exuded an aura of unassailable authority and his strength was unfathomable.

Not expecting the Holy Court people to arrive so quickly, Han Yan slowly gripped the Cold Sky Sword.

"You do have some guts. No wonder even those old guys like Nangong Jingyuan regard you differently, but you’re not quite there to go up against me," the old man said with a cold hum.

A majestic aura enveloped them, and Han Yan felt her breath stagnate, as if shackled by an invisible lock, making even Qi circulation extremely difficult.

What terrifying strength! Even after experiencing two lifetimes, Han Yan encountered such a powerful opponent for the first time. If she guessed correctly, this person was not only a Holy-grade expert but also among the top Holy-grade experts.

Tang Bufan’s expression also changed dramatically. Under the old man’s pressure, Han Yan could barely circulate her Qi, but he couldn’t muster any Qi at all.

"Senior is looking for us, she has nothing to do with it," Tang Bufan said to the old man, arduously resisting the pressure.

"Indeed it originally had nothing to do with her, but colluding with temple traitors and killing my Holy Court Steward is declaring war on the Holy Court and the Mainland Countries. When we arrive at the Holy Court, we’ll see what she has to say!" the old man said sternly, then gave a sinister smile, "I forgot to tell you; I’m Tian Annan, the Holy Law Enforcement Elder, and Tian Wenliang is my nephew."

"What!" Han Yan was taken aback. It turned out the Holy Court had not only planted Wei Wenshan at the Long Yan Academy but also Tian Wenliang.

Although the Holy Court dominates the continent, and having disciples everywhere is not surprising, the stealthy establishment of pawns in Long Yan Academy still made Han Yan feel a bit uneasy. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Then, thinking of something else, Han Yan’s heart sank.

"If I’m not mistaken, you should have arrived long ago, right?" Han Yan said.

"Indeed, I did think you would really abandon the Han Family remnants; I was somewhat disappointed. Unexpectedly, you returned in the end, giving me a pleasant surprise," Tian Annan laughed heartily.

"Despicable!" Han Yan couldn’t help but curse.

With her keen mind, it wasn’t hard to guess that Tian Annan had been here all along. If he acted personally, Tang Bufan’s family wouldn’t have had any chance of escape at all. But Han Yan pretended not knowing Su Deacon’s identity at first and left right after Tang Bufan’s grandmother’s temple background was exposed, leaving Tian Annan no reason to trouble Han Yan, thus he endured the whole time.

In fact, when Han Yan made a sudden move, he could’ve easily saved Su Deacon and others, but he purposely waited until Han Yan succeeded before revealing himself, clearly aiming to put Han Yan into an inescapable situation.

In order to avenge his nephew, he put great effort, even watching the Holy Court Stewards in danger without helping them for a while.

No wonder Tian Wenliang was so despicable and shameless, the uncle and nephew were birds of a feather.

"Against temple traitors, do you expect any Ren Yi or virtue? Han Yan, by daring to harm my Tian Family descendant, today I’ll ensure your eternal doom, and let the entire Mu Family accompany you," Tian Annan said with a grim smile.