Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 145 In the Blink of an Eye, Gone with the Wind【1 more】

Chapter 145: 145 In the Blink of an Eye, Gone with the Wind【1 more】

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand, his finger lightly tapping the air.

"Swoosh!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, with dozens of times the power of the Taoist Arts recited by Master Danwei earlier.

In an instant, finding himself in a dire situation, Master Danwei’s eyes widened with shock as he stared at the young man who materialized in front of him and fell to the ground.

His expression turned frantic, "Beiming Arts... No, this can’t be possible!"

As one of the most powerful sects in the history of Shenzhou, although the disciples of Beiming Sect rarely showed themselves in Jianghu, their reputation spread far overseas.

Back then, many in Jianghu called Beiming Sect the Demon Sect, simply because the Art and Method they cultivated were solely for killing, with utmost ruthlessness, and couldn’t compare to the life-saving Penglai Magic.

Now, not only were the arts of Wanta Country taught by Beiming Sect, but Southern Ming Country also followed suit.

However, the Beiming Arts that spread overseas were the most rudimentary, and could never compare to the true Beiming Arts.

Wanta Country and Southern Ming Country, on the foundation of basic arts, gradually developed their own Taoist Arts.

But even with evolution, the core remained the Beiming Arts, which Master Danwei certainly couldn’t fail to recognize.

This extremely young man in front of him, he actually knew the true Beiming Arts!

Master Danwei’s face was filled with disbelief, his voice hoarse and piercing, "Who the hell are you—"

However, he never managed to voice the immense fear and doubt in his heart before his words were cut off.

The breeze tenderly caressed, leaves rustled down, and the clouds dispersed to reveal the moon that hid behind them.

Moonlight shone down, and everything returned to tranquility once more.

No one would know that Master Danwei had completely disappeared from this world, without even leaving a body behind.

Yan Tingfeng held his fist to his mouth, coughing.

His body was indeed too weak, at times he could scarcely bear it himself.

But his continued existence in this world was never about clinging to the joys and sorrows of mundane life.

After enduring three hundred years, he had to complete Shenzhou’s great undertaking, not to fail the lives of millions.

Yan Tingfeng lifted his clothes and sat down on the stone steps at the doorway, slowly closing his eyes.

A night without dreams, and the sounds of sparrows in the morning awakened the sleeping humans.

Ye Wanlan opened her eyes, stretched leisurely, massaging her somewhat sore shoulders before getting out of bed to open the door.

The moment the door opened, she saw Yan Tingfeng’s body sway and fall towards the ground.

Ye Wanlan quickly stepped forward, managing to support Yan Tingfeng’s head just in time.

His face was still as cold as snow, the chill nearly penetrating her bones.

Yan Tingfeng slowly opened his eyes, "...Miss Ye?"

"Why are you sleeping here?" Ye Wanlan looked over his neck, pressing on a pressure point, "Do you feel unwell?"

"All is well," Yan Tingfeng smiled faintly, "I didn’t expect to fall asleep myself, luckily Miss Ye woke up in time, otherwise, I would’ve been disfigured."

"Such a handsome face would be a pity to scar," Ye Wanlan reached out her hand to pull him up, "Did anyone come by yesterday?"

Yan Tingfeng blinked, "No, it was very quiet."

How could a dead man count as someone?

Ye Wanlan glanced at the fallen leaves scattered all over the ground, her brows raised slightly, "Let’s go."

**

Upon returning to the hotel, Ye Wanlan ate eight white steamed buns and five plates of freshly sliced meat under the dumbfounded gaze of Professor Foo and Professor Xue.

She rose calmly, "I’m going to start an online meeting. The sandstorm has stopped today, Professor, we can proceed to Yan Mountain."

"Ah? Oh, right," Professor Xue nodded, still staring at the plates, his gaze vacant.

She can really eat that much?

Is their Wanlan’s stomach a bottomless pit?!

In the room, Ye Wanlan turned on the computer and started a company online meeting.

"Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?" Jiang Xulin, with dark circles under his eyes, was sprawled on the couch.

Quan Zhaoning was also in the meeting room, "...What did you do yesterday?"

"Embroidery! I was doing embroidery!" Jiang Xulin said weakly, "I haven’t been this tired in a long time. After I finish this heavy embroidery piece, I definitely need to sleep for three days and three nights."

"Fine, I will grant you half a month of paid leave, not counted against your annual leave," Ye Wanlan clasped her hands, "Good news, I’ve reached an agreement with the Sai Family from Wanta Country, starting from last night, they will provide us with jade, including all of the Dragon Stone Type."

"..."

The meeting room suddenly fell silent.

Cheng Qingli applauded vigorously, her eyes sparkling, "Sister Lan, you’re amazing!"

Jiang Xulin immediately bounced up, incredulous, "You’ve monopolized the global supply of Dragon Stone Type jade?"

"That’s not how you should put it," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "Several mines at the Global Center are not ours."

Jiang Xulin, "..."

The mines at the Global Center were not privately owned but shared among several major powers.

Anyone wanting to use a large amount of mine and jade resources had to go through a vote.

And now, the sole private ownership of the right to use the Dragon Stone Mine was entirely in Ye Wanlan’s hands.

Moreover, the Sai Family possessed not just jade, but also gold and silver mines.

He dared not imagine the global upheaval that Ye Wanlan’s monopoly would cause!

Having immersed herself in the marketplace for many years, how could President Quan not be aware of the stakes involved? She couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, "Your move is too absolute."

Control over the raw materials and technology meant control over the market.

She could foresee that in the future jade product market, even if Pulling the Sky wasn’t the sole company calling the shots, it would still be predominant, holding a clear advantage.

"A risky move," Ye Wanlan said with a light smile, "Now that the jewelry market issue has been resolved, we need to recruit more hands. Next is the fabric."

Jiang Xulin nodded, "I have some connections, fabrics are not a big issue, you can leave it to me."

"Alright, the first batch of jade raw stones is already on its way back to Shenzhou," Ye Wanlan nodded, "I won’t return for a few days, the sandstorm has stopped today, and I need to make a trip to Yan Mountain."

"Yan Mountain?" President Quan frowned slightly, beginning to speak then stopping, "I heard it’s extremely dangerous, haunted even. Devices like compasses also fail completely. Wanlan, if you go in, what if..."

Ye Wanlan said softly, "I know, but Yan Mountain is a place I must visit."

It was where He Jia lay buried.

Even if many historical records stated that the King of Yan had vanished without a trace, she still wanted to investigate for herself.

"I know I can’t dissuade you, but you must be careful," sighed President Quan, "Recently, there are a lot of people closely watching Pulling the Sky, and quite a few partners have asked me for your personal information. I have refused them all."

"Thank you, President Quan," said Ye Wanlan, "Although Pulling the Sky is becoming very popular, it’s still just starting and hasn’t established a firm footing yet."

"Mm, once the market is completely open, then it won’t be too late for you to attend business gatherings," President Quan smiled, "When you return to the country, I’ll treat you to a meal."

After the meeting ended, Ye Wanlan changed into a new set of clothes, which was a pure, antique dress.

She also made an unusual effort to dress up, putting on a hairpin and earrings.

In visiting Yan Mountain, she was going to pay respects to He Jia. It was important to let him know that she was living well and he needn’t worry about her.

Outside, Professor Xue and others were also packed, readying themselves for entering Yan Mountain.

The 723 Bureau had prepared a car early on, to take them to Yan Mountain.

The world was still filled with a dark yellow hue, utterly desolate, not even the shadow of grass or trees could be seen.

"We must absolutely not separate," Professor Xue said as he tied a red ribbon around himself, "Even though the sandstorm has stopped, there might still be small-scale sandstorms. Everyone must be alert!"

Ye Wanlan extended the hem of her garment to Yan Tingfeng, "Let’s go."

Yan Tingfeng paused, then reached out and took hold of her garment hem, smiling tenderly, "Alright."

The Archaeological Center staff had already explored several caves before, and today were headed to a new cave.

"Old Foo, I and our Wanlan will go here, and you three over there," Professor Xue arranged the tasks, taking Ye Wanlan into cave number 14.

Yan Tingfeng looked at his now empty hand, blinking lightly.

He turned and followed Professor Foo to examine the historical traces of cave number 13.

Inside cave number 14.

"Wanlan, come take a look here, we didn’t enter this cave last time," called Professor Xue, gesturing to her, "There are some patterns on the wall. I don’t know if they were left by the King of Yan. Can you tell?"

Ye Wanlan walked over, bending down.

There were indeed blotchy patterns on the stone wall, which didn’t form any coherent words.

But Ye Wanlan was quite familiar with them.

After the environment around Yan Mountain had been improved, it had become suitable for leisure.

He Jia had played childhood games like hide-and-seek with her here, where she, tasked with counting, had casually scrawled on the stone wall.

She lacked inner strength, but that did not mean she was devoid of martial prowess.

After a brief moment of thought, Ye Wanlan tactfully said, "Professor, could it be possible that these are just traces left by children playing around?"

"Ah?" Professor Xue felt a bit disappointed, "I thought the King of Yan had written some profound secret technique here."

He gave up on that wall and turned to examine another.

Ye Wanlan reached out and gently touched the imprints on the wall.

"Is anyone there? Being buried underground every day is really boring."

"Surely I can’t be the only one here, right?"

The voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly reached her ears.

Ye Wanlan hesitated, "Professor, did you hear someone talking?"

"Someone talking?!" Professor Xue instantly became alert, straining his ears to listen, "No, I don’t hear anything."

When Ye Wanlan listened again, she heard nothing and pressed her temple.

Had she become so tired these past few days that she was now experiencing auditory hallucinations?

"Wait, there seems to be a mechanism here!" exclaimed Professor Xue suddenly, "Wanlan, come quickly, look—"

He hadn’t finished his sentence when the ground shook violently, knocking him to the ground.

Ye Wanlan quickly pulled up Professor Xue, her voice growing stern, "Professor, run!"

"Boom!"

A massive door slammed shut, blocking the path, and all the equipment along the way shattered instantly from the tremendous tremor!

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