Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 149 Prince Yan’s Sword! Director 723 of the Bureau [1 Update]

Chapter 149: 149 Prince Yan’s Sword! Director 723 of the Bureau [1 Update]

"..."

The cave had become completely silent.

Upon hearing that name, even Ye Wanlan felt as if thunder had exploded beside her ear.

Reborn into this life, she had indeed been hiding many habits from her past life, such as her handwriting and dining preferences, among other things.

There must be realms and supernatural phenomena in this world that she did not understand, and she had to be cautious.

If there truly were "old acquaintances" like her who existed in Shenzhou three hundred years later, then the possibility of being recognized was not nonexistent.

Even if the likelihood was only one percent, she would absolutely not gamble on it.

How could the Qingyun Pendant address her as Princess Yongning as soon as it saw her?

She wasn’t even sure if anyone else could hear the antique’s voice.

Ye Wanlan’s fingers came together, clutching the jade pendant in her hand tightly as she asked coldly, "Who are you calling?"

"Prin, Princess, it’s me, little Qingyun!" The Qingyun Pendant became nervous and stuttered, "You, you played with me when you were little! I, I and Tongxin both fell from the same mother!"

The Qingyun Pendant was heartbroken, why would Princess Yongning speak with such a cold and merciless tone?

"Wuu wuu wuu wuu..." The Qingyun Pendant cried out loudly, utterly heartbroken.

Ye Wanlan let out a breath, and finally asked, "How did you recognize me?"

In this life, her appearance had nothing in common with her previous life; even He Jia would not be able to recognize her just by her looks if he stood right in front of her.

"Ah?!" The Qingyun Pendant was somewhat confused, "How could I possibly not recognize the Princess? The Princess still has the same elegance as before, but why does the Princess still..."

At this moment, the Qingyun Pendant was even more bewildered.

It had personally witnessed Princess Yongning trying to save the common people from fire and water, disregarding Ning Zhaozong’s admonitions by testing and taking medicines herself.

It was that very epidemic that had severely weakened her body, causing her to pass away before even reaching the age of seventeen.

People said Princess Yongning had Ning Zhaozong’s decisiveness in her bones, but she also inherited her mother’s tenderness and integrity.

Her untimely departure was truly a pity.

Ye Wanlan looked quietly at the Qingyun Pendant, which was emitting a greenish-blue fluorescence, and slightly furrowed her brow.

The Qingyun Pendant was a spiritual object that He Jia had worn since he was young, absorbing his aura and naturally feeling very attached to her.

Claiming she still possessed the same charm?

Could it be that the antique recognized a person solely by their soul?

Ye Wanlan asked again, "What do I look like to you now?"

"The current Princess is as beautiful as the moon, shaming all flowers, surpassing all in beauty and brilliance, excelling in both literary and martial arts, knowledgeable and talented..." As soon as the Qingyun Pendant opened its mouth, it was a deluge of idioms, endless and unceasing.

Ye Wanlan interrupted it ruthlessly, "I’m asking what the difference is between my current and previous appearance."

"Different?" The voice of the Qingyun Pendant paused, and it said carefully, "I see no difference in the Princess, but if I must say, your complexion looks much healthier than before, and there’s a ring of golden light around you!"

By saying this, it shouldn’t make another mistake, right?

"I see." Ye Wanlan confirmed that the Qingyun Pendant recognized her indeed by her soul, and she relaxed her grip, "The situation has changed since then; I have wronged you."

"No no no, the Princess is absolutely right!" exclaimed the Qingyun Pendant loudly, "I’m just a bit curious about how the Princess is still alive? After Your Highness Prince Yan passed away, I’ve been waiting here for three hundred years without anyone noticing me."

It remembered clearly, after He Jia’s death, it also fell with the earth into the unknown.

For at least a hundred years afterwards, it had not heard a second person speak, only silence and solitude prevailed.

Back then, the Qingyun Pendant was gripped by fear and panic, but mostly it was filled with grief and anger.

Could it be that Shenzhou had really been no more after that year?

Could it be that He Jia’s sacrifice was ultimately in vain?

The Qingyun Pendant was overcome with sorrow and fell into a deep slumber.

The next time it awoke was sixty years ago.

An archaeological team from Shenzhou had set foot on Yan Mountain for the first time to undertake research and investigations.

It was through the archaeologists’ conversations that it learned Shenzhou still existed.

Not only did it exist, but it had also entered modern society and invented heavy weaponry.

The archaeologists came to Yan Mountain to search for traces left by Prince Yan and Princess Yongning in history.

Even if Yan Mountain experienced minor tremors every three days and major ones every five, and occasional dust storms, these harsh conditions did not hinder the footsteps of subsequent generations.

The Qingyun Pendant was so touched it sobbed, believing that its Prince Yan deserved to be remembered after suffering so much!

For sixty years, the Qingyun Pendant watched as the archaeological team’s equipment evolved from rudimentary to luxurious and sophisticated, always waiting for them to dig to where it was buried, but they never did.

But even the Qingyun Pendant could not have anticipated that it would eventually wait for Princess Yongning herself!

"It’s a long story; you can simply understand it as my undergoing reincarnation without drinking the Oblivion Soup," said Ye Wanlan indifferently.

"I understand, I understand everything!" the Qingyun Pendant continued with effusive flattery, "With the Princess’s noble righteousness, she certainly deserves special privileges and treatment!"

Ye Wanlan pressed at her temple.

Her brother’s jade pendant really talked too much.

"If His Highness Prince Yan could see the Princess now, he would surely be very happy," Qingyun Pendant said, and soon, she began to choke up again, "Wuuu, my His Highness Prince Yan, I really miss him so much. Her Royal Highness the Princess could reappear, is there still a chance for His Highness Prince Yan?"

However, Princess Yongning was buried with the ritual fit for an emperor, and her tomb was very intact, while Prince Yan... didn’t even leave a complete corpse behind.

Ye Wanlan’s gaze suddenly shifted, and after a few seconds, she nodded, "Even without it, I still believe there will be."

"Her Royal Highness the Princess..." Qingyun Pendant muttered in shock.

"Prince Yan’s Sword," Ye Wanlan said slowly, "Qingyun, do you know where my brother’s weapon is?"

In the previous historical image retrieval, she saw that the spear Prince Yan had used for over a decade had shattered into pieces after using "Hidden Dragon Soaring from the Abyss," the spear was destroyed and the man was lost.

However, the trace of Prince Yan’s favored sword in his left hand had completely disappeared and had not fallen underground with the Qingyun Pendant.

Could it be that this was the key to breaking the deadlock?

The voice of Qingyun Pendant trembled again, "Does Her Royal Highness the Princess mean that there is still a possibility for His Highness Prince Yan to... come back to life?"

"I don’t know," Ye Wanlan said after a moment of silence and repeated softly, "I really don’t know."

Qingyun Pendant was startled.

Princess Yongning said she didn’t know?

Does that mean there is no hope?

"Although I don’t know, I will do my best to make it happen," Ye Wanlan said, "I will avenge my brother."

She would never dare forget the faces of those people, even in her dreams.

"But now that Her Royal Highness the Princess mentions it, I really haven’t seen Prince Yan’s Sword," Qingyun Pendant said, trying desperately to recall, "I don’t know if it broke, which is really strange."

Ye Wanlan frowned.

Prince Yan’s Sword was much harder than the Meteorite Iron Sword, not only by a hundredfold. In the images of historical retrieval she saw, even those enemies with unknown motives couldn’t sever Prince Yan’s Sword with the weapons they held in their hands.

In the past, Prince Yan’s Sword was reputed to be one of the Three Great Divine Swords, on par with the Sword Saint’s Sword.

How could it just disappear?

"I need to find Prince Yan’s Sword," Ye Wanlan said, "Qingyun, think carefully, tell me everything you know and have seen."

Qingyun Pendant suddenly felt energized, "Yes, Your Royal Highness the Princess!"

"We need to get out first," Ye Wanlan said as she leaned against the wall, "The Compass has malfunctioned, and we are trapped underground, unable to discern our direction."

Her strength had not yet recovered; after all, she was still a mortal, human. If they couldn’t get out within a day, she feared...

"Right!" Qingyun Pendant suddenly exclaimed, "Princess, today’s earthquake wasn’t a natural disaster, it was man-made. I heard a tomb-raiding gang say that they found a mechanism and since they couldn’t open it, they planned to use explosives."

Ye Wanlan’s gaze turned cold, "Continue."

"As you know, His Highness Prince Yan was skilled in Qimen Dunjia and ingenious mechanisms, using brute force to break the deadlock will only trigger the mechanisms," Qingyun Pendant said tentatively, "If Prince Yan knew you were also here today, he would never do such a thing."

"My brother was far-sighted and acted wisely," Ye Wanlan gently shook her head, "At this point, we can only focus on getting out first."

**

Outside, a full six hours had passed.

All rescue teams had arrived, and the expressions on each person’s face were very solemn.

"Reporting to the captain, no signs of life detected!"

"The same in the west!"

"No detection in the east either!"

"Impossible!" Professor Xue had already woken up and anxiously stepped forward, "Wanlan is still inside; she hasn’t come out!"

"Old Mr. Xue, please try to stay calm," the rescue team captain consoled him, "Six hours have passed, which is a very long time. We will do our best to rescue, but please also prepare yourself."

Professor Xue’s vision darkened, and he nearly passed out.

"Old Xue!" Professor Foo supported Professor Xue to sit down by his side, "Old Xue, you can’t have anything happen to you. We must believe that Wanlan has a good fate. She’s so skilled; she won’t be harmed!"

Professor Xue murmured, "But this is Yan Mountain..."

No one can come out alive from the earthquakes of Yan Mountain.

Meanwhile, Cheng Qingli and Jiang Xulin, who had arrived two hours earlier, were also at a loss.

At the moment, the rescue team captain was in a difficult position as well; no one knew when the next earthquake under Yan Mountain would occur. Moreover, Yan Mountain was all huge rocks, it was impossible to dig to the bottom in a short time.

How to rescue?

Just as the multiple rescue teams were at a loss, a helicopter hovered overhead and a ladder descended from above.

The rescue team captain looked up and to his surprise, saw the number "723" on the helicopter. His expression immediately brightened.

Moreover, these three digits were in red, indicating that Bureau 723 had sent their most elite personnel, who usually would not appear.

"Hello, hello," the rescue team captain approached, "We didn’t expect you to come. Frankly speaking, we really are..."

"No need for formalities; we must rescue people immediately," the other side spoke sternly, "Our boss is still inside, too."

The rescue team captain looked shocked.

The boss?

The Director of Bureau 723?!