Mu Hanyan's vision gradually blurred as she watched Mu Hanfeng's departing figure. She didn't want to cry all the time, but the love and care her family had for her made it impossible for her to hold back her tears. Her younger brother, Mu Hanfeng, always spoke harshly to her, but who could understand his painstaking efforts and the deep love he held for her?

Mu Hanyan wiped her tears and put the stone lotus away as if it were a treasure. She didn't need it now, but she would keep it well. This was something her brother had risked his life to get her, and it was the most precious thing to her.

However, Mu Hanyan pondered another question: Was Mu Hanfeng truly only at the fifth-rank Swordsman level? If so, could he have obtained the Stone Lotus? No. Therefore, his brother's strength had long surpassed the fifth-rank Swordsman level. Perhaps in his past life, he had only claimed to be a fifth-rank Swordsman to avoid overly discouraging himself and to avoid creating an obvious contrast between the two. Thinking this through, Mu Hanyan felt a pang of both sadness and profound emotion.

Mu Hanfeng walked out of Mu Hanyan's room and prepared to go back to his own room to apply medicine. After thinking for a moment, he looked back in the direction of Mu Hanyan's room with some worry. He wondered if his tone just now was really bad, and if he could soften it a little, just a little.

He accidentally bumped his arm against a pillar, grimacing in pain, his cool demeanor gone. Actually, when it comes to caring for others, Mu Hanfeng and Mu Ruian are father and son, both boastfully duplicitous. And both are the type to blame themselves and regret after making harsh remarks. Therefore, Mu Hanfeng has no right to scorn his father for his inappropriate way of caring for others.

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After Mu Hanfeng left, Mu Hanyan sat down cross-legged again, ready to continue her cultivation. She couldn't calm down for a long time. After a moment's thought, she took out the Meridian Cleansing Pill her father had given her.

Mu Hanyan opened the jade bottle, and the unique medicinal fragrance of the Famai Xisui Pill filled the air. Mu Hanyan took a sniff, then closed the bottle cap and put it away.

She knew very well that the reason why Mu Feng spared no effort to provoke her this time, in addition to the matter of Yi Qinglian, was largely because of this Meridian-Cleansing Pill.

However, Mu Hanyan knew that this Meridian Cleansing Pill was of little use to her. While its quality wasn't high, it could certainly improve the aptitude of an average cultivator without much talent, allowing them to reach the fifth or sixth level of Swordsman. Given Mu Feng's aptitude and current strength, taking it could potentially elevate him two or three levels further, perhaps even reaching the tenth-level Great Swordsman. However, breaking through the tenth level of Swordsman and entering the realm of Sword Master was completely impossible.

Of course, for Mu Feng, being able to become a tenth-rank great swordsman can be called a genius, but for her, this is meaningless.

Her goal was not to become a great swordsman. At the very least, she had to recover to her former strength as a swordsman. Besides, the mysterious astrological compass had absorbed the tremendous power of the Liuxin Rain last time and had cleansed her meridians and marrow. The effect was much stronger than this marrow cleansing pill.

Instead of relying on it to improve your strength, why not rely on an astrological compass?

With this thought in mind, Mu Hanyan took down the astrological compass. After absorbing the power of the meteor shower, the astrological compass had shrunk by more than half, resembling an exquisite pendant. It still looked a little incomplete, but it was much more beautiful. She simply wore it around her heart like a necklace.