Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 186 Sweeping Through! The True Daughter of the Fang Family [2 Updates]

Chapter 186: 186 Sweeping Through! The True Daughter of the Fang Family [2 Updates]

"Clang!"

"Humming——"

With the sound of the zither, the air vibrated even more violently.

No sooner had the man taken the jade pendant into his hand than he heard the zither music and his expression changed, he bellowed, "Kill Xiang Tianming first!"

How dare they take direct action, they clearly did not take them seriously.

If that was the case, then don’t blame him for being impolite!

The young man reacted extremely quickly, immediately raising his gun and firing at Xiang Tianming’s forehead.

"Bang!"

"Clang, clang!"

Just then, two sharp zither notes suddenly shot up, followed by columns of air as sharp as blades.

"Swoosh—Crack!"

The bullet was actually shattered by the rapidly vibrating air mid-course.

In the martial world, nothing is indestructible, only speed is unstoppable.

There’s nothing so tenacious that it cannot be destroyed, nothing so swift that it cannot be undone.

As long as it is fast enough, even a bullet can be dissolved.

The youth who fired the shot had already frozen, standing still with the gun raised, not moving, but Ye Wanlan did not give him a chance to react, her fingers plucked and swept across the zither again.

"Clang!"

More intense zither music poured out like flowing water, and the sonic attack was even stronger.

The man didn’t even have time to determine if the jade pendant was real or fake before he was knocked to the ground.

The air slashed over his body like knives and swords, blood flowed out, and the pain almost drowned his consciousness.

Screams mixed with the sounds of the wind, utterly piercing.

Through it all, Ye Wanlan stood in her original spot, her hem unmoved, just quietly playing the zither.

In a flick of the fingers, the enemies had all collapsed.

This was a Musician of Heavenly Sound.

When the strings move, the five notes startle ghosts and gods!

In past years, the music performed by the Sect Leader of Heavenly Sound Sect called "Battle-Breaking Music" exterminated tens of thousands of enemies—truly no falsehood. No martial arts drama could ever replicate the real jianghu.

As the melody ended, the dust scattered.

The man, along with several of his subordinates, lay on the ground, battered and bruised.

Qingyun Pendant suddenly realized, "So Her Royal Highness the Princess meant to negotiate with force this time."

"There’s no point in using words on this type of person," Ye Wanlan picked up the zither and slung it over her back, then stepped forward.

"Who sent you?" Ye Wanlan grabbed the man’s neck and asked indifferently, "What do you want with the Concentricity Pendant?"

The man glared at her, a vague sound coming from his throat, "You, you..."

Why would people of the Lin Family come to save a Xiang Family member?

The Heavenly Music Method is actually real?

Ye Wanlan kept her grip on the man, "Speak."

However, just then, the man’s pupils suddenly dilated—a sign of impending death.

Ye Wanlan’s eyes shifted slightly, and she suddenly pinched the man’s chin, "Poisoned..."

As her hand let go, the man fell to the ground, revealing a blue tattoo on his neck, resembling some sort of mark.

She had never seen such a mark before.

Qingyun Pendant asked with trembling trepidation, "Her Royal Highness the Princess, couldn’t these people be with the group that invaded Shenzhou three hundred years ago? I’m just saying it casually; you can pretend you didn’t hear it."

"No, what you said is very possible," Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "It’s a pity."

They failed to obtain useful intelligence.

Ye Wanlan squatted down to help Curator Xiang, who lay on the ground, "Curator, are you alright?"

Curator Xiang’s eyes were wide, and he trembled, "Ju-Just now, you, you... they, they..."

He must be blind!

"Shh, Curator, this is our secret," Ye Wanlan pressed a finger to her lips and smiled slightly, "You’re safe now. I’ll take you to the junction; someone will come for you."

Curator Xiang was still looking at her dumbfounded, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, stuttering, "Ju-Just now, that was Hea-Heavenly Sound..."

"It was the Heavenly Music Method," Ye Wanlan nodded, without concealing the truth, "I haven’t mastered it deeply yet, otherwise I would have been able to resolve this even quicker."

Curator Xiang silently gazed at the shattered stones on the ground: "..."

This was called not having learned deeply?!

Then all of the Lin Family members should go and reflect upon their shortcomings!

With wobbly legs, Curator Xiang, assisted by Ye Wanlan, reached the junction.

After mustering his emotions, he began, "Miss Ye, I was wondering—Miss Ye?"

When he turned around, Ye Wanlan had already disappeared.

"Tianming!" From a distance, Patriarch Xiang rushed over anxiously, "Tianming, are you alright?"

Curator Xiang swallowed all his words back down and shook his head, "I’m fine, just... got kicked a few times, my waist is a bit sore."

"Doctor!" Patriarch Xiang immediately called the Xiang Family’s private medical team, "Quick, get a full examination, we must not leave any lingering issues."

This side, Ye Wanlan with her Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither, had already taken a seat on the airplane that had arrived just in time.

"Truly worthy of Miss Ye," Bing He couldn’t help but exclaim, "Had you not made a move, we wouldn’t have been able to rescue Curator Xiang so easily."

"You’re too kind," Ye Wanlan replied with a light smile, "Young Master Yan could have done it effortlessly as well."

She picked up a cup intending to drink water to replenish her strength but ended up uncontrollably spitting out a mouthful of blood instead, staining the cup red in an instant.

"Miss Ye?!" Bing He was shocked and pale.

Yan Tingfeng’s expression changed in an instant, one hand supporting her, while the other quickly checked her pulse.

Her breathing was rapid, her inner strength in disarray.

"Lie down," the usually gentle and unhurried voice of Yan Tingfeng carried a hint of sternness, "Bing He."

Bing He immediately fetched some medicine.

Yan Tingfeng poured out a pill and brought it to Ye Wanlan’s lips.

After swallowing the medicine, Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "A minor injury, it was an emergency situation, it won’t happen again."

She had the Primordial Lost Sound Zither, it was natural that she wouldn’t use the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither again.

It was fortunate that the Primordial Lost Sound Zither had accepted her as its master; otherwise, the recoil she would suffer from playing the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither would have been even greater.

Yan Tingfeng didn’t speak, his brows furrowed, clearly angry.

Sensing the change in his emotions, Ye Wanlan remained calm, "I’d like to sleep for a bit."

"Mhm," Yan Tingfeng finally spoke, "There are blankets, earplugs, and an eye mask available, Miss Ye, please sleep, I’ll be beside you."

**

After Patriarch Xiang escorted Curator Xiang away, Lin Shiyuan and Third Elder of Lin Family arrived at the scene with their guards.

"Flat Sand and Wild Goose?" Lin Shiyuan observed the traces on the ground, her expression somewhat grave, "Why would it be Flat Sand and Wild Goose?"

This was the Heavenly Music Method!

Even if it was just the simplest first movement, it was a secret not passed beyond the Yunjing Lin Family.

Yet this morning, not a single member of the Lin Family had appeared here.

Lin Shiyuan crouched down, her fingers gently pressing into the dust that was once part of the crushed stone and slowly let out a breath, "It is indeed Flat Sand and Wild Goose, to have executed Flat Sand and Wild Goose to such a level, this person’s mastery of the Heavenly Music Method is extremely high."

The guard, with a quick tongue, asked, "How does it compare to your skill, Miss?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Third Elder Lin shot a cold glance at him, "Don’t compare anyone with Shiyuan. Shiyuan’s talent is even above Sect Leader Fanyin’s. How could an outsider compete?"

The guard jumped with fright and quickly bowed his head, "This subordinate misspoke."

"No, the Heavenly Music Method alone wouldn’t have this power, this person must have a famous zither in their hands," Lin Shiyuan stood up, "There’s a ninety percent chance it’s the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither."

The complexion of Third Elder Lin changed, "Isn’t that bad?!"

As one of the three famous zithers inherited by the Heavenly Sound Sect, the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither needed to recognize a master before it could be played.

Playing it forcefully was only temporary and would lead to a backlash from the zither.

If the Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither had recognized someone outside the Lin Family as its master...

"Things aren’t too bad yet," Lin Shiyuan remained calm, "Let’s head back. Since the other party knows the Heavenly Music Method, they would have means to evade my sonic wave tracking; they are no longer in Yunjing."

Who could have imagined, the Lin Family would suffer such a setback this time?

"The Withered Wood Dragon Chant Zither taken, the whereabouts of the Primordial Lost Sound Zither unknown," Third Elder breathed out heavily, "Shiyuan, this really isn’t good news."

History books did not record the specific whereabouts of the Primordial Lost Sound Zither, but they saw in several ancient books left by the Heavenly Sound Sect that a previous Supreme Elder of the sect had gifted the zither to Princess Yongning.

Princess Yongning, during a covert visit to Jiangnan disguised as a commoner, had left the Primordial Lost Sound Zither in the Jiangcheng area.

But they had searched and still, had not found it.

Lin Shiyuan nodded, "After we return this time, I will enter closed-door cultivation to see if I can utilize the Sun and Moon Ruyi Zither."

"Good," Third Elder nodded, "I will protect the law for you."

The Sun and Moon Ruyi Zither was the only one among the three famous zithers that could be used for offense, defense, and healing. If Lin Shiyuan could comprehend it, the Lin Family’s strength would rise to another level, and they might stand a better chance against the Xiang Family.

**

At this moment, in the old residence of the Fang Family in Jiangcheng,

Cheng Qingli, with the proposal in hand, had come to the Fang Family following Madam Fang’s invitation.

Fang Qingya clung tightly to Madam Fang’s hand, watching Cheng Qingli warily, "Mom, who is she?"

"Xiao Ya, go to the kitchen and pour a glass of water," Madam Fang patted her hand, "Mom has something to discuss."

Only then did Fang Qingya reluctantly let go and head to the kitchen, but her heart turned cold when she saw Cheng Qingli and Madam Fang getting along well.

Ever since the results of the paternity test came out, Fang Qingya had been restless like a frightened bird.

She wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but she began to feel that, from certain angles, Cheng Qingli resembled Madam Fang.

And considering Cheng Qingli was around her age... could it be...

Carrying the glass of water to the living room, she deliberately tangled Cheng Qingli’s hair.

Cheng Qingli winced in pain.

"Fang Qingya!" Madam Fang, "What are you doing? Apologize to Miss Cheng this instant!"

"Mom, Miss Cheng, I’m sorry, I’ve always been clumsy," Fang Qingya hurriedly apologized, then quickly ran away.

"This child," Madam Fang shook her head, "Miss Cheng, let’s continue."

Fang Qingya slipped to the back garden, breathing rapidly, opening her hand to reveal a strand of hair.

She carefully stored the hair and left through the back door, heading to the paternity testing center.

Fang Qingya spoke coldly, "Do another paternity test for me, make it urgent, I want to see the results immediately!"