Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return
Chapter 230 Great Additional Special Grants

Chapter 230: 230 Great Additional Special Grants

"Master, how big should it be?" a disciple asked.

"The bigger, the better," Qu Shanling replied.

"Oh, understood." Both disciples answered, quickly walking out of the courtyard.

When the two disciples returned to the courtyard, each carrying a whole roasted pig, Qu Shanling’s second set of Hand Formations had just reached a critical moment.

His body trembled, his jaws clenched tightly, and though his hands were empty, they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"We’re almost there," Mu Hanyan said, full of anticipation and excitement. This part of the Hand Formation was even more exquisite. Combined with the Heavenly Heart Technique, the cultivation effect would definitely be better.

"Let it... succeed!" Qu Shanling’s chest heaved rapidly, and he forced the word "succeed" through his gritted teeth, his fingers shifting, finally executing the Hand Formation.

And in that moment, all of his spirit was expended, causing him to collapse to the ground like a heap of mud.

"Master, hang in there, hang in there! We’ve bought the roasted pig, not a suckling pig, but a big one!" The two disciples, scared out of their wits by his seemingly exhausted state, hurled the whole roasted pig onto the table and rushed to support Qu Shanling.

Before they could reach him, Qu Shanling sprang up as if he had springs in his body, darting towards the pig on winged wheels, even faster than the two disciples.

As they brushed past each other, a strong wind was stirred up, leaving the disciples disheveled in its wake.

It made no sense. Wasn’t Master’s constitution too incredibly robust? He could still run so fast after nearly vomiting a basin full of blood. It seemed they would need to eat roasted pigs more often, what a great tonic.

Watching Qu Shanling savagely gnawing on the roasted pig, Mu Hanyan also felt deep admiration: no wonder the older generation always said that a good appetite is a blessing. They were so right; look at how exceptionally resilient Qu Da Master’s vitality was.

Mu Hanyan had been worried that such exertion might cause lingering damage, but now he had no such concerns. Indeed, the Star Illusion Thousand Mechanism Technique was profoundly mysterious.

Mu Hanyan didn’t disturb Qu Shanling and let him indulge in his meal, while he continued to ponder those Hand Formation gestures he had just seen, corroborating and refining them with the Heavenly Heart Technique in his mind.

"Young Master, could you point out if there was anything improper with the Hand Formations I just performed?" Qu Shanling, after almost finishing his meal, had recovered some of his energy and approached Mu Hanyan respectfully.

"Watch carefully," Mu Hanyan began to execute the Hand Formations directly.

Before this, Mu Nan and the others didn’t realize how powerful Mu Hanyan’s Star Divination Skill was, and that even an old god-man like Qu Shanling held him in such high esteem. Witnessing her Hand Formations, they suddenly understood.

They saw Mu Hanyan at times waving her sleeves like flowing clouds, at times flicking her fingers as if picking stars, at times poised as if riding the wind home, at other times sharp as lightning flashing and thunder crashing. Even though she was just performing Hand Formations, her entire being seemed to flicker in and out of existence amidst the dance of her fingertips, giving the impression of a being ethereally ascending to the heavens.

"No wonder, no wonder," Mu Nan couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. "So it turns out that Brother Han Yan’s Hand Formations are so ingeniously unparalleled. Seeing this, he must have practiced countless times, far surpassing Master Qu’s expertise by hundreds, even thousands of times."

"Yes, those Hand Formations are incredibly complex and wondrous. Indeed, Master can’t compare to him," declared the two young disciples. Although initially resentful of Mu Hanyan’s ruthless heartlessness, they shed their animosity after seeing that their Master, who hadn’t complained himself and seemed alright after eating and running, and they couldn’t help but express their admiration.