Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 171 Prince Yan’s Sword whereabouts, Identification Center!【1 more】

Chapter 171: 171 Prince Yan’s Sword whereabouts, Identification Center!【1 more】

This sentence, like a bolt of lightning, suddenly fell from the sky!

A huge fear exploded in Fang Qingya’s heart, like a bolt from the blue.

The sunlight outside the window fell on her face, like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, making her face appear deathly pale.

Her health had always been good, having never really been sick, let alone having had blood drawn, so she had never been tested for her blood type.

It was only because she had run away from home that she had accidentally gotten injured, and if it hadn’t been for the need for a blood transfusion, she wouldn’t have known until today that her blood type was actually AB.

Fang Qingya’s voice trembled, "My parents, my older brother, and my second brother... They’re really all type O blood?"

Then how come only she was type AB?

"Qingya, I was just asking casually, don’t take it to heart," Sheng Yunyi comforted her, "The human body is one of the hardest realms to conquer in the world, it’s possible that even two type O’s could have a child with type AB blood."

"Right... you’re right," Fang Qingya’s teeth still shivered, "How could I not be my parents’ child? Blood type, after all, doesn’t represent everything."

It was as if she suddenly remembered something and grabbed Sheng Yunyi’s hand tightly, "Yunyi, please don’t tell my parents about today’s incident, okay?"

"Don’t worry, I won’t tell them," Sheng Yunyi revealed a perfect and apt smile, "I am your best friend after all; of course, I’m on your side."

Fang Qingya nodded vigorously, very grateful, "Thank you, it’s good to have you by my side."

This matter, until she confirmed the results, absolutely could not be known by a third person.

In the end, Fang Qingya didn’t even wait for the blood transfusion to finish before she grabbed Sheng Yunyi and quickly left the hospital.

**

The next morning, all the major high schools in Jiangcheng had already started remedial classes.

Ye Wanlan had officially become a third-year high school student, moving into the building for third-year classes.

"This is the certificate for your physics competition summer training camp," the Physics Group Leader called several students who had participated in the physics competition summer training camp into the office, "You all performed very well this time. Three students from No.7 Middle School ranked in the top ten, with Wanlan first, directly qualifying for the finals of the physics competition."

He Jiaojiao clapped loudly with starry eyes, "Wanlan is so amazing!"

"Xubai is fourth, Yiwei seventh, also very good rankings, exempted from the preliminary examination," the Physics Group Leader continued, "I hope other students will work hard in next month’s preliminaries and join us all in the final round!"

The students were all beaming, except for Xue Yiwei and Su Xubai.

"Ye Wanlan, in our senior year, I won’t lose to you," Xue Yiwei said coldly to Ye Wanlan after leaving the physics office, "Starting from every mock test and monthly exam, my score will be higher than yours."

During this half month back in Yunjing, the Xue Family hired the best tutors for her, and her grades once again broke through their previous limits.

She wanted to prove to everyone that not only was her family background noteworthy, but her personal abilities were also strong.

"Xue Yiwei, stop entertaining yourself with your wishful thinking," Su Xueqing, who was waiting outside for Ye Wanlan, sneered when she heard this, "Our Ah Lan simply doesn’t have the time to compete with you over such things. The stuff you enjoy competing over is utterly useless."

"Is it that she doesn’t have the time to compete, or is it that she dares not compete?" Xue Yiwei’s voice was cold, "If it’s the latter, better to concede defeat early!"

She could never swallow her pride; ever since she transferred to Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School, she had always been the best. Why should she be defeated by Ye Wanlan, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

Ye Wanlan did not look at her and returned to the classroom with Su Xueqing.

"Ah Lan, what’s this?" Su Xueqing leaned in and saw a report chart

Ye Wanlan spoke succinctly, "The jewelry presale situation from yesterday."

Seeing several blinding zeroes, Su Xueqing choked a little, "Thirty-two billion sold... in one day?"

Indeed, those thirty-two billion weren’t pure profit, but for a company that was just starting to make its mark in the jewelry market, this was already a terrifying number.

"To be exact, four hours." Ye Wanlan nodded, "The presale opened at eight in the evening and ended at midnight. We had to close the reservation channels due to the overwhelming number of pre-orders; otherwise, the factory wouldn’t be able to complete the work within the set timeframe."

"Four... four hours..." Su Xueqing was beyond shocked by her emotions.

"This is for you," Ye Wanlan took out a jewelry box from her backpack, "I really like these simple earrings, I don’t know if you will."

Inside were a pair of earrings crafted from Dragon Stone Type jade, transparent and glistening as if they contained moving water.

"Dragon Stone Type?!" Su Xueqing exclaimed, recognizing their value, "No, it’s too precious."

"Just offcuts, don’t feel burdened," Ye Wanlan said as she pushed the box into her hands, "We should get to class."

Offcuts?

Looking at the pair of earrings in her hand, which could easily fetch at least four million in the Jade Market, Su Xueqing fell into a prolonged silence.

She found the world increasingly incomprehensible.

**

In the afternoon after school, Professor Xue called again to say that he would be flying back the dagger the next day.

Ye Wanlan thought for a moment, then asked, "Professor, is there still no news of Prince Yan’s Sword?"

"I won’t hide it from you, we are also looking for Prince Yan’s Sword," Professor Xue sighed, "Prince Yan was peerless in both spear and sword, and both his sword and spear are top-quality weapons and hold immense historical value. Alas, we have yet to find them."

Ye Wanlan was silent.

"I suspect that Prince Yan’s Sword and spear have also disappeared due to the hundreds of earthquakes on Yan Mountain, and who knows where they’ve moved with the shifts of the earth," Professor Xue said, "It’s truly difficult to find them."

Qingyun Pendant tentatively asked, "Does Her Royal Highness the Princess believe that by finding Prince Yan’s Sword, Lord Prince Yan can also be found?"

"No," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "Such vague and inconclusive matters, I only have a twenty percent level of confidence."

She had never believed in ghosts and spirits, but if her family could appear once again, there was no harm in believing.

"Your Royal Highness, I am ninety percent sure that Prince Yan’s Sword is no longer on Yan Mountain," Qingyun Pendant insisted, "The sword carries Lord Prince Yan’s aura; I could not fail to sense it."

Ye Wanlan’s voice was faint, "Then where could it have gone..."

Even if her assumptions were wrong, she could not let He Jia’s personal weapon be lost outside of Shenzhou.

If possible, she truly wanted to see He Jia again, to tell him that she was well and that she would also protect Shenzhou.

Ye Wanlan collected her thoughts and went to the Jiangcheng Art Association.

Ai Er had already been taken away from Jiangcheng, reportedly for violating the World Cultural Heritage Center’s regulations, and had to go back to face punishment.

"Wanlan, the preparations for the S-level exhibition are almost complete," Chairman Tao said gratefully, "The two thousand pieces of artwork are now ready. Many people have you to thank, for without you, they wouldn’t have had the chance to showcase their talents at the Global Center."

"Chairman, it’s because of their own abilities that they’re strong; they just never had the opportunity," Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "I’m happy that I could provide that opportunity."

Chairman Tao hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist asking, "How did you come to know the Deputy Director, Darian?"

"He’s the Deputy Director now?" Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, "When I met him, he was just a researcher. As for how I got to know him—"

She pondered for a moment and slowly said, "It should have been just that I helped him solve a few maps of ancient tombs online; it wasn’t a big deal."

Chairman Tao: "?"

That wasn’t a big deal?

That was practically a gift of several lives from King Yama! The dangers in ancient tombs are immense, with even a single wrong step possibly leading to doom.

Chairman Tao took a deep breath.

If he were Darian, it wouldn’t just be an S-level exhibition he’d give away; he might as well surrender half of the World Cultural Heritage Center.

Noises came from outside. Chairman Tao asked Ye Wanlan to rest in his office while he went out to check on the situation.

"Chairman, it’s Miss Yunyi from the Sheng Family," the assistant said, "She found out about the S-level exhibition from somewhere and came to ask if her paintings could be included, along with a sponsorship fee she’s willing to contribute."

Before Chairman Tao could respond, Master Wu had already jumped up, "No way! She’s not worthy!"

Since Master Wu’s filter for Sheng Yunyi had been thoroughly shattered, her paintings seemed to him a mere waste of artistic resources.

"Senior brother, you don’t know what she said about Miss Ye in front of me," Master Wu said angrily, "claiming that Miss Ye is a copycat, learning to paint because she saw others do it. Pah!"

Even if Sheng Yunyi learned for a hundred years, she would not catch up to Ye Wanlan’s painting skills.

Chairman Tao was instantly furious, "Tell her to get lost!"

"Okay, Chairman," the assistant understood and conveyed Chairman Tao’s exact words to Sheng Yunyi, who was waiting in the reception room.

Sheng Yunyi’s smile stiffened, and she hardly could believe it.

She was a frequent visitor to the Jiangcheng Art Association and had participated in many exhibitions. How could Chairman Tao suddenly treat her like this?

"I really didn’t want to trouble Chairman Tao. I’ll be on my way then," Sheng Yunyi clenched her fists tightly, turned around, and lowered her eyelashes, casting a clear shadow down her face.

**

Meanwhile, Fang Qingya, who hadn’t slept well for a day and a night, left the house with dark circles under her eyes.

She wore a black coat, put on a hat and scarf, and sneaked into a parentage testing center in Jiangcheng.

"Two paternity tests, expedited," Fang Qingya said impatiently, tapping on the counter, "Hurry up, I want to see the results today."

The staff didn’t indulge her and gave her a number, "Expedited will take three hours; queue over there."

In those long three hours, Fang Qingya felt as if each minute lasted an eternity.

"Number 18, come collect your paternity results."

"Here!" Fang Qingya immediately ran over, grabbed the documents like a thief, and fled.

The staff at the parentage testing center had seen many oddities, so Fang Qingya’s behavior was hardly out of the ordinary.

Just yesterday, a couple had a fight on the spot that left each other with clawed faces.

Fang Qingya hid in the bathroom, trembling as she opened the paternity documents.