Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 141 With Ye Wanlan here, what is there to fear? 【1 more update】

Chapter 141: 141 With Ye Wanlan here, what is there to fear? 【1 more update】

Madam Sai became increasingly panicked the more she thought about it, and, finding an excuse, she hurriedly changed her clothes and left the Sai residence.

She arrived at a secluded and serene place before finally taking out her cell phone to contact Patriarch Du.

After two rings, the call was picked up.

"Hello?" Patriarch Du’s voice was indifferent.

"It’s me, Mr. Du," Madam Sai’s voice trembled, "The old master has woken up, and I have no idea how it happened. Please forgive me, I assure you that I’m on your side!"

Patriarch Du frowned, "When did he wake up?"

"Just this morning." Madam Sai concealed the part about her kowtowing profusely, "A young girl from Shenzhou rescued the old master using some method I’m not aware of, and it seems he will even attend the arena competition tonight."

"What? He recovered that quickly?!" Patriarch Du was astonished, "Alright, I’ve got it, is there anything else?"

Madam Sai gritted her teeth, "There’s an eighty percent chance that the old master will take that Shenzhou lass to the arena competition, and I wish to ask you, Patriarch Du, to spare her life!"

How dare she humiliate her like that; she shouldn’t even think about leaving Wanta Country alive.

However, Patriarch Du didn’t agree right away, "We’ll talk about it tonight."

He hung up the phone, but in reality, he had already begun to entertain other thoughts.

If it really was a young girl who had awoken Old Master Sai, could he bring her under his wing?

In doing so, it would also mean gaining significant additional support.

Patriarch Du pondered for a moment, pressed his palms together, and bowed respectfully, "Master Danwei, do you know of any methods from Shenzhou that can break your Art and Method?"

Master Danwei was an old man over seventy, with silver hair and beard.

Yet he didn’t have the slightest bit of the immortal-like demeanor; his entire body was very shriveled, with deep-set eyes as if his vital energies had been drained.

"There are methods, but it’s impossible," Master Danwei shook his head, "Penglai and Beiming sects have been destroyed, and the Taoist physicians no longer exist. Even if the Taoist Arts are passed on, they are very unsophisticated."

Patriarch Du paused to think for a moment, "Does Master Danwei mean that it’s not an indigenous method of Shenzhou, but rather a fluke?"

"As for the specifics, I will need to see Old Master Sai before I can make a judgment," Master Danwei snickered coldly, "He sure has a strong life force, to have someone save him from such a dire situation."

Patriarch Du had paid a very high price for him, and he had already notified his fellow sect members to eliminate the possibility of Old Master Sai being revived.

Who would dare to risk offending him to treat Old Master Sai?

Tonight, he would meet this ignorant girl!

Master Danwei’s green eyes swirled, filled with malice.

**

At this moment, Ye Wanlan was strolling through the medicinal herb market.

"The medicinal herbs here in Wanta Country are indeed quite good," Ye Wanlan carefully selected her herbs, "and I’ll take that one as well."

With the token from the Sai Family, the market’s owner naturally didn’t dare to neglect her, and respectfully wrapped all the herbs and handed them to Ye Wanlan.

After receiving them, she found a pavilion to sit down and gestured to Yan Tingfeng with a hook of her finger, "Give me your hand."

Then, Xiang Lefeng watched, dumbfounded, as his lord indeed stretched out his hand.

He rubbed his eyes, somewhat disbelieving when he realized that he actually perceived the words "submissive" on his lord’s demeanor.

"Hmm... it’s the same as before, it’s been too long an illness to improve quickly," Ye Wanlan felt Yan Tingfeng’s pulse, "You’ve been taking Chinese medicine for a while now, and it just so happens you can change the prescription tonight."

Yan Tingfeng nodded, his smile gentle and warm, "Alright."

"Miss Ye, are you saying—" Xiang Lefeng choked, pointing at Yan Tingfeng, "He has been taking Chinese medicine?"

Ye Wanlan said coldly, "Suffering from coldness in the body, hands and feet icy, often coughing without relief, doesn’t he drink Chinese medicine and await death?"

Xiang Lefeng: "..."

That wasn’t what he meant!

He had heard many people trying to persuade Yan Tingfeng to take medicine, saying even if it didn’t cure him, it would prolong his life.

But even when the Supreme Elder of the Rong family personally tried to persuade him, it was to no avail.

His lord could be stubborn, and nobody could change his mind.

Now he was actually taking Chinese medicine, and for some time at that?

Xiang Lefeng’s gaze was subtle; could it be that... feelings had begun to bloom?

Ye Wanlan turned her gaze back to Yan Tingfeng, "Didn’t you used to take medicine?"

"Hmm," Yan Tingfeng’s smile held a touch of laughter as he glanced at Xiang Lefeng, his voice low, "The taste was bitter, I always found it hard to swallow."

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "I understand, which is why I always remove 80% of the bitterness when I prepare the medicine."

In her previous life, since she couldn’t accumulate Inner Strength and couldn’t practice the latter parts of the Taiyi Divine Needle, her proficiency with herbs and medicine remained unaffected.

Especially He Jia’s medicine, every ingredient was personally prepared by her, then handed to his trusted general to dispense.

As the King of Yan, He Jia had long been on wars, covered in scars.

Once, he was even pierced through the left chest by a blade, only an inch from the heart. Had it been even slightly askew, he might have died on the spot.

Yet even so, He Jia could face treatment unflinchingly, with physicians in his retinue ready to extract the blade.

But he detested bitterness.

Since his youth, He Jia wouldn’t eat bitter gourd or anything bitter, let alone take medicine.

Ye Wanlan had also carefully studied the new prescription, and while ensuring the medicinal effect wouldn’t be compromised, she removed its bitterness.

Yan Tingfeng blinked, smiling lightly, "That’s why I can stomach Miss Ye’s medicine."

"But your body—" Ye Wanlan mused.

She had encountered many puzzling diseases and had read all the books in the Taiyi Palace, yet she had never come across a case like Yan Tingfeng’s.

Truly strange.

Xiang Lefeng didn’t dare to look directly at the two, only stealing glances with the corners of his eyes.

There must be a trick!

As a front-line paparazzo, he had to observe carefully. Later on, he’d compile an exclusive scoop and make a hefty sum from his fellow reporters.

**

Tonight, Wanta Country was exceptionally lively.

Outside the underground arena, many people had set up betting pools, gambling on the struggle for control over the new mine—whether the Sai Family or the Du Family would win.

News of Old Master Sai’s coma had long spread throughout the entire Wanta Country. Almost ninety percent of people believed the Sai Family was likely finished.

And at this moment, Old Master Sai had already been escorted by the guard team into the VIP viewing seats.

"Grandfather, I’ve arranged other seats for Miss Ye and the others," Sai Xiuya said quietly, "We also have a guard team to ensure their safety."

"Good," Old Master Sai nodded, "There may be contingencies tonight. If something unfortunate happens, make sure they leave the scene smoothly first."

Sai Xiuya responded, "Certainly, I’ll go remind them again."

Only Ye Wanlan, Yan Tingfeng, and Xiang Lefeng had arrived at the underground arena. Professors Xue and Foo, under the protection of Squad 723, were still browsing the antique market.

Usually, neither of them had time for such places, but after seeing Ye Wanlan digging out genuine antiques from the stalls, they became tempted as well.

What if they could do the same?

"This arena fight seems interesting, but it’s uncertain if the Sai Family can win," Xiang Lefeng looked around and said, "If they don’t win, I guess they’ll be gone in three days."

Survival of the fittest, victory for the king, defeat for the outlaw.

If he were from the Du Family, he certainly wouldn’t miss such a perfect opportunity to eradicate a rival.

Ye Wanlan’s eyes and brows were calm, "The time hasn’t come, the winner and loser are yet to be determined."

Xiang Lefeng noticed she had changed out of her long dress into a black outfit resembling nightwear.

Scratching his head, he humbly asked Yan Tingfeng, "Is Miss Ye going to do something later?"

"Hmm," Yan Tingfeng was drinking herbal medicine from his thermos, "Just playing around, nothing much."

Xiang Lefeng: "???"

Playing what?

As it neared nine o’clock at night, the audience gradually gathered.

When they discovered that Old Master Sai was sitting upright in his seat, it inevitably caused a sensation.

"Everyone said the master was in a coma, but it seems those are all misleading rumors!" Patriarch Du laughed loudly, "The master is still in good health; who is spreading these rumors?"

Old Master Sai’s gaze was heavy, "Indeed, this old fellow did take a trip to death’s door, fortunately, King Yama didn’t keep me, so I could be here."

"Not at all, don’t speak such unlucky words," Patriarch Du said with a forced smile, "What would happen to the Sai Family without you?"

He flung his sleeve and sat down opposite Old Master Sai, looking utterly confident of victory.

"Grandfather, I was only sixty percent sure before, but now I’m absolutely certain!" Sai Xiuya was unable to contain his anger, "Your incident this time must have been orchestrated by the Du Family, aiming not just for this new mine but for all of our Sai Family’s assets!"

Old Master Sai said nothing, but he clearly shared this belief.

The arena fight had gone through four rounds, and today was the final decisive battle.

The rule was simple, fight until only one person remained on each side.

Each family could only send ten masters to combat. However, with Old Master Sai having been in a coma for over a week, many masters hired by the Sai Family had defected to other powers.

Today, the Sai Family had only 6 people ready to fight.

versus 10, the outcome seemed to have no suspense.

Even so, the Du Family had recruited a new powerful fighter who defeated all the Sai Family contenders with just four of his own.

An uproar arose, yet cheers began to sound.

Patriarch Du’s face was already showing a smile, behind which lay undisguised murderous intent!

"If the Du Family gets this new mine, overtaking the Sai Family in overall strength will be just a matter of time."

"Hmph, even if the Du Family doesn’t get it, they will eventually surpass the Sai Family. The latter’s line is dwindling—Old Master Sai may have woken up, but how long can he hold on?"

The host asked, "Does the Sai Family have anyone else to challenge? Please come up."

Many from the smaller families under the Sai Family’s care were filled with despair, "It’s over, the Sai Family is really finished this time, we need to quickly find another family for protection."

"If the Sai Family has no one left to challenge, this arena fight for the new mine will be won by the Du Family," the host announced loudly, "I ask one last time, does the Sai Family have anyone?"

The stage was silent, with only the young man from the Du Family laughing maniacally.

At that moment, a tall and poised figure slowly stood up.

"I."