As for the Medical Saint of Sword Saint Realm, it’s not so easy to find. Cultivating medical skills and alchemy technique is extremely energy-draining; ordinary doctors simply don’t have enough time to cultivate. Achieving Sword Saint Realm is far more difficult than an ordinary cultivator. From what they know, only Yan Zishu from a family of divine doctors reached this realm, and even Doctor Sun’s power is far from sufficient.

"Doing your best is good enough; if there’s no way, don’t force it." Lu Nianxin obviously knew the difficulty involved and didn’t want to make things hard for her future granddaughter-in-law, comforting him as she spoke.

"No other ways?" Mu Hanyan didn’t expect it to be so difficult.

Ye Lanfeng’s power was something she didn’t worry about, and there was a ready-made Medical Saint of Sword Saint level. As for another, if she and Doctor Sun teamed up, they should be barely able to manage. The problem was, where to find the temple expert proficient in the Divine Heart Sacrificial Technique?

Ye Lanfeng pondered for a moment but finally shook his head. The Holy Energy Divine Heart Spell had been lost for a million years; even thinking of a way to decode it was extremely hard, how could he think of more ways?

Mu Hanyan fell silent. It concerned her grandmother’s life and death; she couldn’t take risks lightly or make promises easily.

Huayue and others also remained silent, only showing a look of worry in their eyes.

"If it’s just the Divine Heart Sacrificial Technique, I think I can manage." At this moment, a low voice sounded, and a young man with a longsword on his back and a cold-jawed face slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Who are you!" Lu Nianxin was mildly startled.

Though her cultivation had declined, her Six Senses were still intact, and her strength hadn’t detected this person’s presence until he approached. Moreover, while the Princess Manor looked peaceful on the surface, many expert guards were secretly arranged, yet this person entered the courtyard silently!

This was precisely why Huayue and others frowned deeply; this was the Holy Court Continent. Although quite a few temple experts were hidden, where to find them suddenly, and even if found, most probably wouldn’t know the Divine Heart Sacrificial Technique, which was among the temple’s top secret techniques. Those who master it had a status in the temple not inferior to Ye Lanfeng’s in the Holy Court, so why would they easily come to Holy Court Continent and take risks?

Zhu Xiuqing quickly moved to block in front of Lu Nianxin, holding a longsword and gazing vigilantly at the newcomer. Although whenever he saw Lu Nianxin, he acted like a cat before an Empress Dowager, as a member of the Yue Family, he was both awed and loyal to the Empress Dowager who guarded the Yue Family single-handedly.

"Don’t move, he’s my friend." Mu Hanyan hurriedly said as Zhu Xiuqing prepared to act, not out of fear that Zhu Xiuqing would injure the other but rather that he was asking for trouble.

Beside them, Huayue and others showed joy, and Tang Bufan seemed particularly excited.

"Qian Ji, you’re here." Mu Hanyan smiled at this friend from two lifetimes.

This feeling was more akin to familial closeness than facing Ye Lanfeng.

"Heard you came to Shangyue and wanted to check up on you. I heard you mentioning the Divine Heart Sacrificial Technique, just timely; I’ve learned this forbidden technique, should be able to help." Fen Qianji said lightly.

"Are you a Divine Language Priest?" Ye Lanfeng glanced at Fen Qianji and asked casually.

"Besides Divine Language Priests, who else would learn the Divine Heart Sacrificial Technique?" Fen Qianji stared into Ye Lanfeng’s eyes and answered casually.

"Ye Lanfeng, one of the Twelve Saints." Ye Lanfeng introduced himself.

"Fen Qianji, one of the Twelve Divine Language Priests." Fen Qianji also introduced himself.

Though both spoke in the same indifferent tone, an indescribable dignity and seriousness exuded, accompanied by palpable hostility.

Mu Hanyan felt a headache coming on. As suspected, one was among the Twelve Saints, the other among the Twelve Divine Priests; they had equal positions in the Holy Court and the temple.

The Holy Court and temple were sworn enemies for a million years. If any of them held a slightly lower status, they could pretend not to see each other, but as key figures in both Holy Court and temple, there was no way to ignore each other. Mu Hanyan suspected that if she were not present and they weren’t friends, a battle would already be underway.

Huayue and others anxiously gazed at them, and Tang Bufan appeared especially tense.

Though Fen Qianji’s strength seemed far below Ye Lanfeng on the surface, those acquainted knew the depths of Fen Qianji’s power, aware that his strength was suppressed by the laws of the Holy Court Continent. If truly unleashed, opening the spatial barrier with the forbidden technique, his strength might not necessarily be weaker than Ye Lanfeng’s.

Mu Hanyan attempted to speak but felt uncertain of what to say. She instinctively glanced at her grandmother, noticing her peculiar expression as she alternately looked at Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji.

Could it be, at such a tense time, she was pondering some romantic dilemma? With such a grandmother, it was no wonder Mu Hanyan felt overwhelmed with a headache.

Mu Hanyan exchanged glances with Huayue and others, who also looked at her, and she nodded in understanding.

They understood Mu Hanyan’s intention: to prevent Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji from fighting at all costs. Utilizing the Sword Array’s mysteriousness and the power of the Five Great Magical Instruments could forcibly promote Mu Hanyan’s strength to Sword Saint level, although it might not rival Ye Lanfeng or Fen Qianji, it could stop them.

"Rest assured, we came to save lives, not to fight," Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji suddenly spoke simultaneously.

Mu Hanyan’s mind finally found peace.

"Now, just need two Medical Saints of Sword Saint realm." After saying that, Ye Lanfeng no longer looked at Fen Qianji, truly acting as if he were nonexistent.

"Huayue, go and invite Senior Yan and Mr. Sun over," Mu Hanyan said to Huayue and the others.

Actually, she should go herself, but fearing that Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji might fight while she’s absent, she entrusted the task to Huayue and the others.

They understood her worries and nodded.

As they departed, the courtyard fell even more silent, Ye Lanfeng and Fen Qianji’s identities were far too special. Mu Hanyan intended to speak a few comforting words, but the enmity between Holy Court and temple lasted over a million years; it wasn’t something a few sentences could dissolve, so Mu Hanyan ultimately chose to remain silent, quietly waiting for Huayue and the others to return.

Luckily, the wait wasn’t too long before Huayue and the others returned with Yan Zishu and Doctor Sun.

Yan Zishu, true to his word, immediately came over without asking details upon knowing Mu Hanyan needed assistance.

Upon seeing the Empress Dowager, Yan Zishu wasn’t too surprised; truthfully, once reaching Sword Saint realm, one is rarely restrained by any nation’s Royal Family. Not only was he an expert at Sword Saint realm, but also the Family Head of the Divine Doctor Family, thus not fearing like ordinary people would the Royal Family.