Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 146 Sudden Change, Your Highness Prince Yan! [2 updates]

Chapter 146: 146 Sudden Change, Your Highness Prince Yan! [2 updates]

The tremor came suddenly, catching everyone off guard.

Yan Tingfeng abruptly turned around, only to see a massive gate had appeared before them.

The five of them were thoroughly separated.

"There was no earthquake warning today!" Professor Foo exclaimed in shock, "We have to get out of here fast, or if Yan Mountain gets sealed off, we’re done for!"

In the last three hundred years, Yan Mountain had been sealed off numerous times.

With each occurrence, many people had lost their lives within it, and eventually, not even a single body could be found.

Perhaps they had become one with the depths of the ground, merged with Yan Mountain itself.

"We can’t leave," Xiang Lefeng said sharply. "They’re trapped inside; we have to open the stone gate!"

However, before he could act, his collar was yanked backward by a hand.

"Bang!"

Just as Xiang Lefeng stumbled backward the very next second, another giant rock fell, crashing in front of him.

A drop of cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

He was nearly a goner, his head nearly cracked open!

"Xiang Lefeng, idiot," Yan Tingfeng said coldly. "Do you think by blasting the stone door open, you could rescue them? It’s not only impossible, but it will also exacerbate the shaking of Yan Mountain. Do you want them to die inside?!"

Xiang Lefeng’s lips trembled: "I..."

He had never seen such a fierce and violent Yan Tingfeng before.

Usually, Yan Tingfeng always appeared weak and sickly, always cheerful, and often took care of flowers, plants, and pets—a very gentle person.

But at this moment, he had no doubt that Yan Tingfeng would draw his sword the next second.

Yan Tingfeng remained silent, his gaze profound.

At that time, an unknown force suddenly invaded Shenzhou, coming from all four directions, descending from the heavens like divine soldiers. The King of Yan, He Jia, stationed at the border, was among the first to fall.

At the time, he happened to be in seclusion, striving for a higher realm. He had to urgently exit his retreat, issuing the Highest Heaven Order, mobilizing all his troops.

However, Shenzhou fell too quickly, far too quickly.

Even with Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect, which always stayed out of worldly affairs, deploying all their forces, they still could not halt the enemy’s onslaught.

In the end, with everyone from Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect sacrificing their lives to form an array, he initiated the defense array, finally preserving the last vestiges of Shenzhou.

A million dead, with aggrieved souls everywhere.

In Yan Mountain here, more than a hundred thousand soldiers were buried.

Ever since, Yan Mountain also became a forbidden land.

It was unclear whether it was a contingency left by the defeated external enemies or the indomitable spirits of the heroes, unable to leave.

"You guys go first," Yan Tingfeng said, holding Professor Foo with one hand and Xiang Lefeng with the other, his voice cold. "Xiang Lefeng, protect the professor well."

**

At noon, a piece of news shook all major online media apps.

#Major Earthquake in Yan City#

#Rescue Teams Dispatched from Various Places#

Jiang Xulin had woken up from a nap; he had intended only to check the time but was completely roused by this system-pushed news alert.

He hurriedly wiped his face and rushed out of the office.

"Qingli, did you see the news?" Jiang Xulin quickly located Cheng Qingli, "Have you called Miss Ye yet?"

Cheng Qingli indeed had her phone out and was trying to get in contact with Ye Wanlan.

Jiang Xulin took a deep breath and asked again, "Did you get through?"

Cheng Qingli’s face was pale as she shook her head, "No, can’t get through to anyone."

"Damn it, during the last earthquake in Yan City, many people were injured," Jiang Xulin punched the wall, "What if something happens..."

"Don’t talk nonsense, Sister Lan won’t have any problems!" Cheng Qingli immediately interrupted him. "This won’t do, I can’t just sit here, I have to go and see."

"All flights are probably grounded; there are no flights, stop looking," Jiang Xulin said seriously. "Take my private plane there, I can fly it."

Cheng Qingli said, "Okay, let’s go quickly."

If the timing hadn’t been so dire, she would have punched Jiang Xulin right there—she resented the rich.

**

After an unknown amount of time, in the darkness, Ye Wanlan opened her eyes.

Pain shot through her back. Ye Wanlan propped herself up with one hand and asked in a low voice, "Professor, are you all right?"

Even though she had shielded Professor Xue at the first moment, the professor was a man past sixty and had now lost consciousness.

Ye Wanlan shook her head, stood up, hoisted Professor Xue onto her back, and then walked forward slowly.

As she walked, she tried to listen for the sound of flowing water.

Where there is water, there must be an exit.

After groping southward for about thirty meters, Ye Wanlan finally heard the sound of water.

Her brows relaxed, and she continued forward, following the sound of the water.

Twenty minutes more passed, and light began to appear ahead.

Professor Xue was now faintly regaining consciousness; aware that Ye Wanlan was carrying him, he spoke weakly: "Wanlan, put me down, otherwise we won’t both make it out."

"No, Professor, hold on, we’re almost out," Ye Wanlan’s voice was calm. "I can’t leave you behind."

The light was getting closer; they could already see the yellow sky.

At the same time, excited voices could be heard.

"Someone’s coming! Someone’s here!" Xiang Lefeng shouted, "Tingfeng, you’re amazing, knowing that Miss Ye and Professor Xue would come out from here."

Ye Wanlan lifted her head, her tense heart finally letting go: "Professor Xue is injured, take him first."

With the help of Yan Tingfeng and Xiang Lefeng, Professor Xue was successfully brought out.

Yan Tingfeng stepped forward: "Miss Ye, give me your hand."

Ye Wanlan’s voice grew heavy: "Don’t come in; I’m afraid that something might happen—"

"Boom!"

Another earth-shaking explosion occurred, stones shook, and the exit was blocked again!

Yan Tingfeng still held his hands outstretched, but his palms were still empty.

"Miss Ye? Miss Ye!" Xiang Lefeng’s face changed, turning pale in an instant, "It’s over, this is bad. The ground is collapsing; with this movement, who knows where she fell to."

Yan Tingfeng lowered his hands, silent, and turned to leave.

"Tingfeng? Where are you going?"

"I’m going in to find her. Don’t come near, take both professors back to safety immediately," Yan Tingfeng said coldly. "If there’s another tremor, I can’t save everyone."

His fingers tightened, the veins on the back of his hand clearly visible.

She wouldn’t meet with an accident; he would definitely find her.

**

Ye Wanlan didn’t know where she had fallen, but she had managed to protect herself in time to prevent head injuries.

She took a moment to recover before struggling to stand up again.

In the pitch darkness, Ye Wanlan saw a tuft of greenish glow.

She reached out to grab the green glow; it was a Jade Pendant, cool to the touch.

"Is someone there?!"

"Who picked me up? Am I finally seeing the light of day again?"

Hearing the voice once more, Ye Wanlan’s hand shook, and the Jade Pendant fell to the ground again.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

"Why do I get dropped every time someone sees me? I’ve been neglected for hundreds of years; this is too much."

This time, Ye Wanlan was certain that the voice was indeed coming from this Jade Pendant.

Ye Wanlan was silent for a moment, then crouched down, picked up the Jade Pendant, and examined it carefully, her expression changing in an instant.

This was He Jia’s personal Jade Pendant—the Qingyun Pendant.

"Someone did come after all! All my efforts to call out weren’t in vain, even though I’m sure nobody could hear me," the Qingyun Pendant sighed, "It’s just so dark here, I can’t see anything."

Ye Wanlan held the Jade Pendant, her hand trembling uncontrollably.

She had seen too many strange things before.

In her past life, she had observed up close as the leaders of Mount Penglai and the Beiming Sect joined forces to move mountains and oceans.

Both sects practiced Taoist Arts, their methods reaching the heavens.

In this life, she had thought it would be mundane, but not only was her body taken over by another soul for four years, but she also became trapped in a time loop, repeating for nine hundred and ninety-nine years.

What could be stranger than that?

And yet, here it was happening again.

She heard antiques speaking.

This Jade Pendant, called "Qingyun Pendant," was crafted from the same piece of jade stone as her "Concentricity Pendant."

From the moment they were born, their mother had given them these Jade Pendants.

Later, when royal power shifted abruptly and the situation became turbulent, He Jia took her and fled the Imperial Palace. On the road, due to a shortage of food, they had once pawned the Qingyun Pendant only to redeem it later.

Ye Wanlan, having excellent night vision, could clearly see a few strands of blood in the Qingyun Pendant.

Jade of the Dragon Stone Type should be crystal clear and lustrous, ideally without any impurities.

This blood... could only have come from He Jia’s blood seeping into it.

Was it because of this that she could hear the Qingyun Pendant’s voice?

Jade is inherently a spiritual object; humans cherish jade, and jade cherishes its keeper.

Ye Wanlan quickly convinced herself to accept this bizarre occurrence.

After all, it was more logical for her to hear the voice of an antique than for her to have auditory hallucinations.

She pocketed the Jade Pendant and continued on.

"It’s so dark. Where am I?"

"The person who picked me up, are they a man or a woman? Ah, certainly not as impressive as Your Highness Prince Yan."

"Too bad they can’t talk to me. I’m just too bored."

Ye Wanlan: "..."

Her royal brother was taciturn; why was his personal Jade Pendant such a chatterbox?

Could it be that He Jia disliked talking because all the words were spoken by the Qingyun Pendant?

"Shut up," Ye Wanlan said softly.

"..."

A moment of silence.

"Is she talking to me? It can’t be," the Qingyun Pendant continued to murmur to itself, "How could a person hear me? If that were the case, I’d have long since had conversations with Prince Yan about everything under the sun."

Ye Wanlan reached out to pinch the Qingyun Pendant, and blood seeped from her palm, dripping onto the Jade Pendant.

"Ah, ah, ah, what’s happening!" The Qingyun Pendant sounded slightly panicked, emitting a trembling noise.

And in that instant, the scene before Ye Wanlan’s eyes changed.

It was no longer the stormy Yan Mountain, but rather the military camp spread outside of it.

She was taken aback, not knowing what was happening.

A young officer hurriedly entered the largest tent, and Ye Wanlan followed suit.

A tall and upright figure sat at the highest place in the tent, clad in Gold-threaded Black Iron Armor. His hair was not bound by a hairpin but fell loose over his shoulders, without losing any dignity.

The youthful lord, the spirit of a general!

Ye Wanlan murmured, "Prince Brother..."