Chapter 1588: Chapter 1588: Wishing He Could Keep Him Tied to His Belt

"I understand. Unless it’s truly a matter of life and death, I won’t use it." Han Yan said.

Even with a Swordsmanship as powerful as Star Falling in Eight Desolates, she could still control her power when she struck; being wounded by her hands didn’t necessarily mean only one road—to death. But this freshly comprehended Sword Dao was different: not only was its power immense, the Destruction within it was even more terrifying. Let alone losing to that sword—if one’s strength was insufficient, even being caught in the aftermath could cost them their life.

The patch of withered trees and flowers in the backyard was the best example. One had to know that the Heaven and Earth Power of the Holy Court was already dense and pure, and Holy Sword Peak even more so. Those great trees likely had ages of several thousand to ten thousand years, their vitality exceptionally tenacious. The strange herb and Exotic Grass were the same, yet all of them had withered under this Sword Intent.

Besides, even if she didn’t consider others, Han Yan had to think of herself. Just now hadn’t been a true battle, and that one sword had already exhausted her Qi. If it were a life-and-death struggle, her cultivation might very well be greatly damaged and her Realm might drop.

Unless absolutely forced, it truly couldn’t be used lightly.

Right, what should this sword be called?

Han Yan thought for a moment and quickly decided: it would be called Annihilation of All Living Beings, Extinction of All Things!

At this moment Han Yan did not know that the name she casually gave this Sword Dao would, in the near future, bring her enemies nightmares they could never shake off, and would become a legend of its own!

"I’ll cultivate for a few more days, then go help Han Yutang heal." Han Yan said to Ye Lanfeng and the others. With her Qi completely gone, even walking felt like her legs were filled with lead. The matter of treating Han Yutang’s injuries could only be set aside for now.

"Here?" Jian Wuchen pointed at the gaping hole behind the room.

Han Yan gave a wry smile. Of the four walls, only three remained; clearly there was no way to cultivate in peace here.

Luckily, this room had been built sturdy to begin with, or it would already have collapsed into a pile of rubble. Even more fortunate was that she had sought quiet and chosen the rearmost room in the courtyard at the start; otherwise, with that sword, who knew how many people would have suffered along with it.

"Come to my place. The back mountain is quiet, hardly anyone passes through. Even if you slice half the mountain in two, it’s fine." Jian Wuchen joked.

That sword from Han Yan just now had left him with lingering fear as well; he was truly afraid she might accidentally harm someone. Although with his strength he did not yet fear that sword for the time being, given time, when Han Yan’s strength rose further, he might not be able to handle it, let alone anyone else.

"All right then." Han Yan didn’t have any other choice.

Not long after, the few of them arrived at the back mountain. Han Yan began cultivating to restore her Qi, while Jian Wuchen and Ye Lanfeng stood as protector beside her. After all, she had now lost all Qi and had no ability to protect herself, and they still weren’t sure whether the Holy Court held any more of Bo Xuanji’s accomplices; how could they dare be the slightest bit careless.

It took a full three days before Mu Han pushed open the door of the Quiet Room once more. In three days’ time, she had only recovered half of her Qi. She remembered that when she’d first forcibly boosted her strength using those five Magic Artifacts, she had likewise lost all Qi, yet it had taken only a single day to basically recover. From this, it was not hard to see just how terrifying this Destruction Sword Dao was.

"Han Yan, you’re all right." Ye Yanran greeted her in delight. After the lesson from last time, she no longer dared to casually approach Han Yan while she was cultivating, and had truly been worried.

"More or less. Where are Huayue and the others, are they still cultivating?" Han Yan looked around but didn’t see any trace of Huayue and the others, so she asked.

"They haven’t come back yet." Ye Yanran answered.

"They still haven’t come back!" Han Yan’s heart gave a jolt.

Last time, her Sword Dao comprehension had taken almost three days. In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed. Even with the Holy Court stretching for ten thousand miles, they should have had time to return. Could it be that some accident had occurred?

"Lan Feng has already led people out to search. Before he left, he asked me to tell you there’s no need to worry too much. With the strength Huayue and the others possess, and with Sword Pet protecting them, there definitely won’t be any accident. Perhaps they were accidentally transmitted to another cultivation treasure ground and are trapped by a Prohibition, making it hard to get out for the moment." Jian Wuchen said.

Han Yan nodded. The cultivation grounds of the Holy Court were far more than just one; many of them were protected by Prohibition and Barrier. If Huayue and the others were unlucky and happened to be transmitted inside, it truly wouldn’t be easy for them to come out.

She also believed that with the strength of Huayue and the others, plus their Sword Pet, there shouldn’t be any danger.

"Let’s go, we’re heading to Divine Elder Peak." Han Yan said to Ye Yanran. With Ye Lanfeng worrying about Huayue and the others’ whereabouts, she didn’t need to sit here Anxious. She should first fulfill the promise she’d made to Elder Ao.

This time Ye Yanran didn’t say much, happily trailing behind Han Yan. These past few days she’d been guarding the back mountain, yet hadn’t dared approach Han Yan half a step, and it had stifled her badly.

"Why hasn’t she come yet, could she have gone back on her word?" On Divine Elder Peak, Ao Fangchen paced back and forth, his gaze now and then stretching into the distance, his face full of Anxiety and worry.

"Master, can you stop walking back and forth like that? My eyes are going blurry from you." Han Yutang lay sprawled over the table, speaking weakly.

"You little bastard, I’m this worked up all for your sake." Ao Fangchen slapped Han Yutang on the forehead.

Ever since they’d returned from the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, he had confined Han Yutang on Divine Elder Peak under strict discipline, practically wishing he could tie the boy to his belt. He would slap and curse at the slightest provocation, no longer turning a blind eye and letting him run wild like before.

Yet in this way, the relationship between Master and disciple had become closer than in the past.

"Master, maybe Mu Hanyan was just talking, you really took it seriously." Han Yutang said, clutching his forehead.

"You think everyone’s like you? Even now you still don’t understand that Mu Hanyan is far beyond ordinary people. How could she casually make such promises?" Ao Fangchen glared at Han Yutang irritably.

"But even you, Master, can’t do anything about my injuries. Can Mu Hanyan really cure them?" Han Yutang said doubtfully.

Though he no longer harbored the hostility he once had toward Mu Hanyan, he still had some doubts about her words. After all, his injuries were too severe. Not only were Jin Qisheng and the other Divine Doctors of the Holy Court at their wits’ end, even his Master was powerless.

"Ai, I say you don’t understand, and you truly don’t understand." Ao Fangchen shook his head, speaking with heartfelt earnestness. "In short, remember my words: Mu Hanyan’s future prospects are limitless. You can afford to offend the Holy Master, but you must never offend Mu Hanyan. As for what she says, just believe it—there must not be the slightest doubt."

Speaking to this point, Ao Fangchen’s expression grew serious. He had finally managed to resolve his grudge with Mu Hanyan, and he was terrified that Han Yutang might fail to behave and anger her again. Only after the great battle in the Holy Soul Illusion Realm could one truly know how terrifying Mu Hanyan was, and how boundless the potential she carried within her.

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