Chapter 1551: Chapter 1551: The Old Man Comes Knocking
"What did you say?" Hearing the obvious mockery in Han Yanâs words, Jin Qishengâs face sank.
"I mean, as long as Iâm here, you donât need to worry about Senior Wuchenâs injuries." Han Yan simply made her words clearer.
"Hahaha, what a big talk! Just a little girl who still smells of milk, yet dares to speak so arrogantly! Do you not know what âa frog in a wellâ means?" Jin Qisheng laughed in anger, reprimanding loudly.
"You canât heal, so you think others canât heal either. Thatâs what âa frog in a wellâ means." Han Yan retorted without hesitation.
"Alright, alright, you two stop arguing. Letâs talk about healing later. Elder Jin, Iâm feeling unwell today, you should go back first." Jian Wuchen smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and advised seeing the two start quarreling again.
"No, I want to see how sheâs going to heal you. At such a young age, sheâs so disrespectful to her elders. I must teach her a lesson today." Jin Qisheng, provoked by Han Yan, said angrily, not backing down.
"Alright, but if I can indeed heal Senior Wuchen, what do you have to say?" Han Yan said resolutely.
"Hmph, do you have that ability?" Jin Qisheng snorted contemptuously, saying, "If you really have that ability, I, Jin Qisheng, will not object and will follow your instructions in the future. But if you donât, then get out of the Holy Court and never set foot here again."
"Alright, letâs bet on it then." Han Yanâs face again showed a cunning smile like a little fox.
Jian Wuchen looked at Jin Qishengâs angry face, speechless. Thereâs no need to bet; Jin Qisheng has already lost without Han Yan needing to act.
In a way, itâs good as well. Jin Qisheng has become increasingly arrogant over the years, relying on his extraordinary alchemy talent. If this continues, it will lead to his downfall sooner or later. Letting him learn a lesson isnât a bad thing. Jian Wuchen could only comfort himself this way.
"Han Yan, get out here!" Just then, a furious shout rang out from the front courtyard.
Soon, there came the sound of several people falling with a muffled thud.
Han Yanâs heart sank. Holy Sword Peak is a forbidden area of the Holy Court, and without the Holy Masterâs permission, no one is allowed to enter. Who dares come here to harm people?
"That old fellow is really here!" Jian Wuchen frowned slightly and said.
"Elder Ao, why did he come?" Jin Qisheng was shocked and subconsciously muttered, temporarily ignoring the bet with Han Yan.
From their words, Han Yan realized that the visitor was Han Yutangâs master, the last remaining member of the Divine Peak Seven EldersâAo Fangchen.
Then, there was another commotion and the crisp sound of a long sword being unsheathed, accompanied by the earth-shaking roar of Exotic Beasts. It seemed that a group of Descendants of Divine Guardian summoned their Sword Pets to confront Ao Fangchen.
"Yan, Han Yutangâs master has come looking for trouble. That old fellowâs strength is formidable, you better find a place to hide." Pushing open the courtyard door, Yue Fanchen stumbled in and said to Han Yan.
"Youâre injured?" Seeing a trace of blood at Yue Fanchenâs mouth, Han Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support him.
"Just a small wound, nothing serious. Huayue and the others are holding off that old fellow, you better find a place to hide because if youâre late, Iâm afraid..." Yue Fanchen urgently told Han Yan.
Although he said itâs a minor injury, with Han Yanâs powerful Divine Sense, she immediately detected that his internal organs were shaken and his meridians partially ruptured, which was far from a trivial injury.
Taking advantage of his speaking, Han Yan quickly took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, then strode towards the front courtyard.
"Yan, what are you doing?" Yue Fanchen exclaimed.
"Given Huayue and their strength, do you think they can hold off Ao Fangchen?" Han Yan said without looking back.
Even though she hadnât seen Ao Fangchen with her own eyes, just listening to Jian Wuchenâs comments gave her an idea of his power. How could Huayue and the others possibly hold him off?
Most importantly, without her, Ye Yanranâs Heavenly Rain Divine Healing Technique wouldnât be nearly as effective. If they were severely injured, they wouldnât even have the chance to survive.
"Sigh, I knew it would come to this." Yue Fanchen sighed helplessly and followed up.
Watching Han Yanâs determined figure, Jian Wuchenâs eyes revealed a look of appreciation and he quickly followed.
"Hmph, they canât hold him off, and youâre going to stop him? Thatâs suicide!" Jin Qisheng snorted coldly and rushed over as well.
Despite everything, Han Yan and the others were personally invited by the Holy Master, and could play a determinative role in the continentâs safety. Although Jin Qisheng didnât like Han Yan, and resented him due to his sworn brotherâs death, he was still of decent character apart from being extreme and narrow-minded. He remembered his identity as the elder of Sacred Pill Peak and understood the importance of Han Yan and the others. Faced with this situation, he would not stand idly by.
When Han Yan arrived at the front courtyard, she saw an old man full of arrogance and murderous aura with white hair striking out with a palm. This strikeâs momentum was overwhelming, an absolute not comparable to an ordinary Sword Saint.
Opposite, Huayue, Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Tang Bufan had all summoned their respective Sword Pets, reaching the peak of their strength. But without Han Yan, the Five Great Magical Instruments couldnât unleash their power, preventing them from breaking through their cultivation limits.
Four Great Sword Masters, even with Battle Pets, couldnât possibly contend with a top Sword Saint like Ao Fangchen.
"Stop!" Seeing the fierce Palm Force looming like dark clouds over Huayue and the others, Han Yan didnât hesitate to unsheathe the Cold Sky Sword and slashed a Star Falling in Eight Desolates towards Ao Fangchen.
Mid-air, her left hand was already continuously executing sword techniques.
Huayue and the others had cooperated with Han Yan many times, achieving perfect harmony. Seeing her appear, they simultaneously executed their sword techniques.
Ye Yanran knew how strong the opponent was and took proactive measures by chanting in advance, performing her Innate Divine Ability, Heavenly Rain Divine Healing.
Sword Light flickered, and amidst the muffled sounds, a cluster of Qi Light exploded like a nebula.
Han Yanâs chest thudded as she retreated ten paces, finally steadied by Huayue and others.
"Yan!" Huayue and the others looked worried, simultaneously taking out their elixirs. Han Yan never shortchanged her friends, and their Healing Pills were on par with hers.
"Iâm fine." Han Yan spat out a mouthful of foul air, shook her head, and said.
Though uninjured, her expression was extremely serious.
That strike seemed rushed, but she had begun accumulating Qi midway, and with Huayue and the othersâ help, forcefully raised her Combat Power to the Sword Saint Realmâa full exertion of her abilities. Ao Fangchenâs palm, however, was clearly meant to intimidate; let alone at full power, it hadnât even utilized half its strength.