Finally, the light point stopped at a meridian point deep within the body. This meridian point was extremely small and nameless; indeed, many cultivation methods often overlooked it.
But at this moment, as the light point lingered there, Mu Hanyan felt something extraordinary. Could this be the meridian point that connects to the Hidden Meridian? Although she did not know how the light point had appeared or what it meant, Mu Hanyan clung to it like a drowning person grasping at a straw, embracing the hopeful possibilities it suggested.
"Crack!" A faint sound came to her ears, followed immediately by an intense stabbing pain that almost made Mu Hanyan convulse.
A meridian finally burst under the impact of the Star Power, and the next moment, a powerful force surged toward her viscera.
At this stage, even if Mu Hanyan wanted to barely survive at the expense of sacrificing a meridian, there was no chance left. Either she would find the Hidden Meridian and turn danger into safety, or she faced a certain death.
Without further thought, Mu Hanyan gathered the strongest Qi she could muster and charged towards that meridian point.
"Eh, it’s almost dawn. Why hasn’t Han Yan gotten up yet?" In the early morning, Mu Cheng and Wu Qiuyun got up and came to the courtyard, but they did not see Mu Hanyan and Yan Yuchu. Wu Qiuyun couldn’t help but express his doubt.
"Maybe the journey was too exhausting; perhaps she’s sleeping in a bit longer," Mu Cheng casually remarked, then scratched his head. "Strange, first thing in the morning, Little Jin and Master disappeared. I found a letter in their room saying they had something to attend to and had left early. What could be so urgent that they didn’t even wait to say goodbye to Brother Han Yan?"
"Maybe they really had something urgent to do," Wu Qiuyun said.
At that moment, on a rooftop in the distance, Ye Lanfeng stood silently, gazing in the direction of the inn where Mu Hanyan was staying, expressionless on his handsome face.
"My lord, why did we leave without saying goodbye? Mu Hanyan will probably encounter trouble next, right? I feel that whatever Mou is up to, he won’t just let things be. Aren’t we staying to help her?" Jin Yuguang, biting into his steamed bun, was genuinely puzzled. The lord cared deeply for Mu Hanyan, yet at such a critical moment, he chose to leave. Was that really alright? Even if he had low emotional intelligence, he knew about the hero saving the beauty.
Ye Lanfeng was silent for a long while; just when Jin Yuguang thought he wouldn’t answer, he slowly spoke: "She has her own path to walk, a path full of thorns. If I were to remove all the thorns for her, she would never radiate her own brilliance."
Jin Yuguang, only half-understanding, took another bite of his bun before responding, "But what if the enemy is too powerful?"
Ye Lanfeng turned to look at Jin Yuguang, said nothing, and then looked back in the previous direction.
That single look conveyed so much. Jin Yuguang felt deeply struck by the look of being seen as an idiot by his own lord. If the enemy was too strong, then he would just step in to save the day, right? Wasn’t that simple enough, no need to ask?
Jin Yuguang, with a resilient mindset, quickly adjusted his attitude even though his lord considered him an idiot. He had always wondered why his lord cared so much, why he was so concerned about Mu Hanyan.
"Because, I always feel like I’ve seen her before, I always feel like I’ve been waiting for her. And now, I finally have," Ye Lanfeng’s low voice echoed in Jin Yuguang’s ears.