Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 135 Peerless in Both Spear and Sword, King of Yan, Sister Lan’s Appraisal [1 Update]

Chapter 135: 135 Peerless in Both Spear and Sword, King of Yan, Sister Lan’s Appraisal [1 Update]

"..."

The air suddenly fell silent.

The two honorary professors from Yunjing University were simultaneously stuck, their movements perfectly in sync as they turned their heads, baffled, to look at Ye Wanlan.

It was Professor Foo’s first time meeting Ye Wanlan, and he was still in a state of stupefaction.

"You you you you... you said you are that, that..." Professor Xue stuttered, unable to articulate a complete sentence.

"Hmm." Ye Wanlan remained calm, "My cousin was about to give a speech in his Chinese language class, and I helped him organize some of the materials. If you are talking about Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School, then the stand-in you heard was me."

Finally, Professor Foo recovered his composure, exchanging a look of surprise with Professor Xue.

They were not really the gossipy type, after all, as they had countless tasks awaiting them every day.

But sometimes they did indeed share recent anecdotes with each other, treating them as a seasoning of life.

Who would have thought that their casual talk would lead them straight to the person involved?!

Ye Wanlan spoke again, "Professor Foo."

"Sorry, so sorry, I apologize profusely!" Professor Foo, startled, hastily apologized, as restrained as a primary school student.

"You don’t need to apologize." Ye Wanlan sighed softly, "I just want to tell you, I wasn’t spouting nonsense."

"Ah?!" Professor Foo exclaimed.

At that time, he had been deeply impressed by Lin Wenli’s speech before class and considered bringing him into the history department at Yunjing University.

But then he was interrupted by the principal of the school and also had urgent matters to attend to, so he quickly left Jiangcheng and pushed the incident to the back of his mind.

Only Professor Xue, that bad influence, would bring it up from time to time just to annoy him.

"Old Foo, we Wanlan would absolutely not spout nonsense!" Professor Xue protested, "I told you I had a major discovery to share with you. We Wanlan found a dagger made by the King of Yan himself at a stall on the old street!"

Professor Foo’s eyes widened and he staggered.

Ye Wanlan promptly placed a chair behind him.

With a "bang," Professor Foo inevitably fell, but fortunately onto the chair.

He trembled, "Made by the King of Yan himself?"

"There’s no mistake, it’s definitely his." Professor Xue spoke loudly, "Haven’t you forgotten that the two of us specialize in the study of the King of Yan? I have observed all the objects made by his hand; only he could leave such patterns on meteorite iron with his profound inner strength."

The King of Yan was highly skilled in martial arts, having spent three years in the Divine Strategy Army and mastering excellent spear techniques.

There were also rumors in Jianghu and the Imperial Court that during the time he and Princess Yongning were cast out of the palace, they encountered the elusive Sword Saint.

Having received guidance from the Sword Saint, the swordsmanship of the King of Yan also reached the realm of perfection.

Therefore, the King of Yan was also known as "Peerless in Both Spear and Sword."

At that time, there was a bet in Jianghu about who was superior in martial arts prowess, the King of Yan or the Master of Highest Heaven Tower, though the two never actually crossed blades.

Professor Foo took a sharp breath, "A great discovery, this is a great discovery! May I take a look?"

Professor Xue turned his head to ask for Ye Wanlan’s opinion.

"Sure." Ye Wanlan took out the dagger.

The smell of blood had been thoroughly removed by her, leaving only the scent of iron.

Professor Foo carefully touched the "Yan" character engraved on the dagger, his excitement growing, "Yes, it’s right, it’s definitely made by the hand of the King of Yan!"

While the dagger itself was important, what was even more crucial was that by tracing its origins, they might find the remains of the King of Yan and the tomb of Princess Yongning!

After cherishing the dagger one more time, Professor Foo reluctantly handed it back to Ye Wanlan, "Wait for me, I’ll make a phone call."

Professor Xue was taken aback, "Whom are you calling? You can’t talk about this matter to anyone else, we haven’t returned to Yunjing yet!"

What if they were robbed in Yan City?

"I’m making a call to scold someone!" Professor Foo said through gritted teeth, having already dialed the number of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School’s principal.

At that moment, the principal was receiving a guest and didn’t want to be disturbed.

But a call from Professor Foo was not to be ignored, as he was an honorary professor at Yunjing University.

The principal hurriedly answered, "Hello, Professor Foo."

"What good hello!" Professor Foo shouted angrily, "As a principal, you’re always gossiping about nonsense, can’t you focus on the students? It’s all your fault that I almost missed out on a promising young talent!"

The principal was dumbfounded, "Professor Foo, could there have been some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding? There’s no misunderstanding!" Professor Foo sneered coldly, "All the talk about stand-ins and moonlight in white, have you been reading too many soap opera novels? You said they were talking nonsense, that they have a bad reputation, but I think it’s you who is talking nonsense!"

In the future, even if Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School invited him, he would not go.

"Professor Foo, I—"

"Beep beep beep..."

Before the principal could explain, the call was already disconnected.

"Principal, what happened?" Sheng Yunyi observed his complexion before asking nonchalantly, as if casually, "I thought I heard something about a stand-in..."

Could it be that the commotion was about her stand-in—Ye Wanlan?

"Miss Yunyi, I truly apologize." The principal came back to his senses, "It’s Professor Foo; he previously attended an open lecture here at the school. There must be a misunderstanding, I will clear it up."

Sheng Yunyi smiled faintly, "If you need me to explain in person, I can help. Perhaps there’s some misunderstanding about Miss Ye."

"That would be most kind of you, Miss Yunyi," said the principal, but he was shaking his head.

Misunderstanding?

What misunderstanding could there be?

Isn’t Ye Wanlan the one who has been chasing after Zhou Hechen for two years?

It’s not like he hasn’t seen it with his own eyes!

But given what Professor Foo said... the principal of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School frowned and his expression turned cold.

Perhaps Ye Wanlan said something derogatory about him in front of Professor Foo; truly a petty nature.

The principal of Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School regained his composure, "Miss Yunyi, let’s continue discussing the art exhibition."

Sheng Yunyi smiled deeper, "Sure."

0**

The next day, at seven in the morning, the yellow sand filled the sky and the smog was extremely severe.

"Such a big sandstorm, we definitely can’t enter Yan Mountain today," Professor Foo frowned looking at the weather, "Do you have any other places you’d like to go?"

Xiang Lefeng pointed at himself, "Me?"

Professor Xue snorted coldly, "You wouldn’t be asking him even if I thought with my toes."

Xiang Lefeng: "..."

"I’d like to go to the markets in Wanta Country to buy some jade," Ye Wanlan pondered briefly, "I can go alone, it’s no problem."

"No way, absolutely not!" Professor Xue suddenly jumped up, "You have never been to Wanta Country and don’t know how dangerous it is there; it’s not just about you, whole merchant caravans have been known to disappear there!"

"It won’t happen, Professor, rest assured," Ye Wanlan pointed at Yan Tingfeng, "If you’re really worried, let him go with me."

Professor Xue still disagreed, "If the two of you go together, won’t you just get knocked out and stuffed into sacks to be sold for money?"

He had known Yan Tingfeng for three years now, and every time he saw this gentleman, he was either coughing or on his way to coughing.

Even in the heat of summer, he wore so many layers as if it were several degrees below zero; at a glance, his constitution looked extremely weak!

He was even afraid the wind in this sandy weather would blow Yan Tingfeng away.

Xiang Lefeng laughed and shook his head, leaning in to whisper to Yan Tingfeng, "The old man has no idea about your combat ability, you’ll have to show him."

Yan Tingfeng pulled his cloak a bit higher and said indifferently, "On this journey, you can keep quiet."

"..."

Xiang Lefeng surrendered, "No problem, I’ll do whatever you say, I still want to get antiques from you."

"If we must go, we have to contact agency 723 for escort," Professor Foo also said, "Don’t think Shenzhou is very peaceful, border skirmishes happen often, it’s absolutely not a place for one person to go alone."

"Why are you thinking of going to Wanta Country to look at jade material?" Professor Xue was somewhat puzzled, "If you like jade, I know people, you can get plenty of jade tokens and pendants from them."

Ye Wanlan shook her head softly and didn’t explain much, simply stating, "I need suppliers, and I have to see the bulk goods myself to be at ease."

Jewelry was the main domain that Pulling the Sky Company was focusing on, and currently, Pulling the Sky was very prominent, but precisely because it was a new company competing for the market share, many were watching closely.

If the company’s supply was cut off by competitors, it would be a devastating blow to the company.

This she had to resolve.

"Alright," Professor Xue reluctantly agreed, "Wherever Wanlan goes, I’ll follow."

Professor Foo: "...When did she become your Wanlan?"

Professor Xue gloated, "That’s what you get for listening to others, serves you right."

Professor Foo was furious but had no counterargument.

Wanta Country offered visa on arrival, requiring only a passport and payment for entry, which made it very convenient.

Agency 723 sent a ten-person elite squad to escort them across the border.

This was the first time after three hundred years that Ye Wanlan stepped onto the territory of Wanta Country again.

Coincidentally, the last time she came to Wanta Country was also to look for jade material.

"The biggest jade material market is just ahead," Xiang Lefeng clearly had been here more than once, "The merchants here know that the demand for jade from Shenzhou businessmen is huge, so they particularly built the market here."

Ye Wanlan nodded in agreement.

"Miss Ye, feel free to browse, our Young Master Yan is rich, whatever you set your eyes on he can afford," Xiang Lefeng said smilingly, "Don’t be polite to him."

No sooner had the group entered the jade material market than they were already the focus of countless gazes.

Whether it was Ye Wanlan, Professor Xue, or Professor Foo, they all looked like significant and secretive clients.

It wasn’t long before people began approaching them to hawk their jade, speaking in English.

Ye Wanlan didn’t need these assorted goods; she was here to talk directly with the major goods merchants.

However, her gaze still roamed the various stalls, and suddenly, she came to a halt.

"What’s wrong?" Professor Xue asked in alarm.

Had she made some new discovery?

He saw Ye Wanlan step forward and pick up a piece of jade from one of the stalls.

There were black, mottled bloodstains on the jade piece.

As if realizing something, Professor Xue’s eyes widened, "No, it can’t be..."