CHAPTER 845: CHAPTER 845: HAN YAN PREPARES TO DIVINE

"I truly do not know, but I feel that the Star Plate is the real Star Mechanism Plate, and what I figured out is just rubbish. But it doesn’t make sense; this Star Divination Technique is obviously something I pondered myself, so how did such a Star Mechanism Plate appear? Am I missing something? Let me think, let me think carefully." After saying this, Star Illusion Thousand Machine fell into silence again, presumably lost in thought.

As Mu Hanyan and Star Illusion Thousand Machine were talking, Ji Gaoxian and the others stopped once more.

Compared to the last time, this time it took much more time, more than half an hour, and it also required more effort. Everyone’s faces were slightly pale and drenched in sweat, and even their clothes were soaked with sweat stains.

"Masters, what is the result this time?" Although Mo Gaoli was anxious as a hot pot, he still waited for them to take a sip of tea and let out a long breath before asking with expectation.

"We are certain that the young master is alive and well, but he is not in the Capital, rather a hundred miles away from it," Shen Moce replied.

"A hundred miles away from the Capital." Upon hearing the first half, Mo Gaoli was filled with joy and excitement, but after the latter half, he could only smile bitterly in silence.

The Holy Court Continent is vast. Although Anyun Country is not the largest country on the continent, it spans hundreds of thousands of miles. A hundred miles outside the Capital, where can one find someone?

Mo Gaoyi had already a smug smile at the corner of his mouth. If it was a year ago when Mo Yanlin first went missing, Shen Moce’s divination would still have been useful, at least there would be no need to waste time in the Capital. After all, the Capital is too large, with countless streets and alleys, and too many people. It took about ten days just to search the Capital initially.

In contrast, the terrain outside the city is much simpler. In three days, a small child wouldn’t be able to go too far on foot. If they had left the city to search in time, they might have found him.

But now, it’s been a year, and even if the kid is still alive, who knows where he went. After ten or eight years, even if he is found, his so-called peerless talent would have been long wasted.

Mu Hanyan noticed the smile at the corner of Mo Gaoyi’s mouth and felt a greater sense of disgust in her heart.

"Masters, is there really no alternative?" Mo Qingkuang looked at Shen Moce and the others, knowing they had done their best, but he was still dissatisfied with the result and asked with a bit of disappointment.

"Well..." Shen Moce knew as well that such a result was not satisfying. Seeing Mo Qingkuang’s disappointed expression and Mo Gaoli’s bitter face, he felt a silent sympathy, but there was no way, having the heart but not the strength.

Involuntarily, several people glanced at Mu Hanyan. They had no solution, but if Mu Hanyan were willing to help, there would be no issue. The problem was that Mu Hanyan hadn’t spoken, and they couldn’t act on their own accord.

"Enough, enough, in any case, I must thank the masters today." Mo Qingkuang also saw that asking them to take action would be compelling them, and waved his hand as he spoke.

He didn’t mention remuneration, as mentioning it would be inappropriate given his old friendship with Shen Moce and the others’ master. Moreover, even if the final result was not satisfying, Shen Moce and the others at least had a share of old acquaintance sentiment, and they would be embarrassed to accept any reward.

After saying this, Mo Qingkuang was about to leave with Mo Gaoyi. The smile at the corner of Mo Gaoyi’s mouth became even more pronounced.

"Senior Mo, please wait, I have a few words to say." At this moment, Mu Hanyan finally spoke.

Seeing Mo Gaoyi’s smugness, Mu Hanyan felt a surge of disgust, and Mo Gaoli’s words reminded her of Little Linzi from Fang Family Village, who was sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused, yet had a natural divine strength. If it was really him, Mu Hanyan would definitely want to reunite him with his family and, incidentally, sicken Mo Gaoyi.

"Oh, what do you have to say?" Mo Qingkuang asked indifferently, clearly not taking Mu Hanyan seriously.

That’s normal too. Three hundred years ago, he was already famous across the continent. It would be strange if he truly took a sixteen or seventeen-year-old seriously.

"I happened to learn a bit of the Star Divination Technique and would love to lend a little help," Mu Hanyan said with a smile.

Although in front of him stood the Mo Family Ancestor, a strongman among strongmen, a master among masters, Mu Hanyan, who had lived through two lives, had a mindset much stronger than ordinary people’s, calm and composed, without the slightest bit of nervousness.

"Oh?" Seeing Mu Hanyan’s demeanor, Mo Qingkuang was a little surprised.

For so many years, not to mention outsiders, even the disciples of his own family would be trembling when they saw him, stammering, and even too frightened to speak at all. But this young man in front of him, only sixteen years old, showed not a hint of unease or fear.

He grew a bit curious about Mu Hanyan.

Mo Qingkuang stared into Mu Hanyan’s eyes, his gaze narrowing slightly, and suddenly a divine light flickered.

As Mu Hanyan met Mo Qingkuang’s gaze, she felt a divine light flash in his eyes, and an invisible pressure enveloped her. However, the pressure was not on her body but directly pierced into the depths of her heart, as if targeting the most vulnerable place within.

In an instant, an unprecedented dread surged in her heart, seemingly powerful enough to crush a person’s will, plunging them into endless fear.

Mu Hanyan was startled, and she hurriedly circulated the Divine Martial Refining Soul Technique. A clear stream arose from the bottom of her heart, like gentle spring water flowing into her heart, calm and peaceful.

Though the pressure remained, it no longer had any effect on Mu Hanyan.

"Master Shen, whose descendant is he, to be so rude, daring to speak like this to our Mo Family Ancestor without elder permission," Mo Gaoyi was startled by the concentrated gaze of Mo Qingkuang and said with displeasure to Shen Moce and others.

The matter was originally settled, but this young man, unaware of the sky’s height, jumped out to disrupt things, making him quite angry.

"He is a guest I invited," Ji Gaoxian said uneasily, seeing the gaze of Mo Qingkuang, and was more reluctant to reveal Mu Hanyan’s identity.

Even though Mu Hanyan held a not low identity, he couldn’t compare to Mo Qingkuang at all. Not to mention Mu Hanyan, even her grandfather, the family head, would only count as a junior before Mo Qingkuang. Revealing Mu Hanyan’s identity would only create unnecessary trouble.

"Master Ji, even if he is your friend, he shouldn’t be so disrespectful to our Mo Family Ancestor, should he? In front of the ancestor actually saying things carelessly, an immature young fellow daring to boast about helping, clearly not taking you masters seriously," Mo Gaoyi, having been warned by the ancestor earlier, was simmering with anger. Now seeing an inexperienced young man causing a stir, he found a scapegoat and spoke with veiled sarcasm.