Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 209 Sword Saint’s Ultimate Technique, Skyward Nine Swords! [1 More Update]

Chapter 209: 209 Sword Saint’s Ultimate Technique, Skyward Nine Swords! [1 More Update]

The blade’s cold gleam shimmered, just like a silver crescent in the night.

Jiang Xulin instinctively stepped back, even though Ye Wanlan’s words were not meant for him.

But at that moment, she exuded a formidable aura, like an emperor descending from the throne, commanding a presence no one dared to challenge.

This utterance also astonished the young men who were about to strangle Jiang Xulin to death.

"Don’t move yet," said the leader, his gaze shifting. "Let’s see what this is all about."

The fact that someone had stopped the out-of-control Aston Martin and rescued Jiang Xulin suggested that this unexpected newcomer was not someone to be trifled with.

The black gunpowder smoke slowly cleared, revealing the girl’s figure within their sight.

"A woman?" The young man was stunned, his brain swiftly processing, searching for a female capable of such feats.

With such driving skills, there were only a few international names that came to mind, though it was possible others remained hidden masters.

He had heard that the last time another team’s operation in Yunjing disturbed the People of the Lin Family.

The mission ended in failure, and nobody returned.

While Jiangcheng was prosperous and an international metropolis frequented by countless international businessmen, it did not have the same powerful clans from the Ning Dynasty Period that Yunjing did, nor its myriad of talented experts.

Who could be the one interfering?

"May I know who you are?" the leading young man asked cautiously. "This person is specifically marked for death by our superiors and it has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to get involved."

Ye Wanlan glanced indifferently at Jiang Xulin and suddenly smiled, "Your superiors? Even if King Yama marks someone for death, if I don’t let him die, who has the power to do so?"

"It seems you are determined to protect this person," the young man’s eyes grew cold. "But we are equally determined to take his life. Take him down!"

The rest of the young men closed in, each tall and muscular, creating an oppressive aura.

However, Ye Wanlan remained silent, just slowly lifting the sword in her hand, preparing to strike.

Under the moonlight, the men finally saw the weapon in her hand.

A sword?!

In the modern society where technology advanced rapidly, who still used cold weapons?

However fast a cold weapon might be, could it be more lethal than a bullet?

Without a second thought, the young man drew a gun and fired three shots at Ye Wanlan.

The shots aimed for her forehead, left chest, and abdomen.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The speed of the bullets was extreme, whistling through the air, friction igniting sparks.

Yet, Ye Wanlan’s movements were still slow, but her sword made a quick turn!

"Click!"

One bullet was deflected, changing its trajectory.

The sword turned again!

"Click, click!"

The remaining two bullets were also ricocheted.

Jiang Xulin stood just behind Ye Wanlan, but even he couldn’t see how she wielded her sword; all he could perceive was a blur, as if he had stumbled onto a martial arts film set.

"You disappoint me," Ye Wanlan spoke slowly. "I don’t like it when people don’t understand what I’m saying."

"Clang!"

The sound of the sword rang out abruptly on a windless night, yet suddenly the sound of gusty winds filled the air.

The sword moved like a dragon, its tip glittering sharply, and a killing intent arose.

In that moment, everyone present felt the threat of death.

The young man was initially nonchalant until he saw the sword technique take form; he suddenly panicked, "Not good, the Sword Saint, Skywalking Nine Swords Technique! Quickly report—"

However, he couldn’t finish his sentence, as he lost the ability to speak.

The longsword had arrived, sealing his throat with blood!

The sound of the wind ceased and the cold light hid amidst the darkness once again, with only the rustling leaves falling.

Ye Wanlan placed the still bloodless silver-white sword back into the violin case.

Jiang Xulin struggled to stand, his legs still trembling with weakness.

"Wait," Ye Wanlan said.

Jiang Xulin turned around: "What is it?"

Ye Wanlan didn’t speak. She squatted down and tore open the young man’s collar.

Upon seeing the blue tattoo on the back of his neck, her pupils narrowed, and she muttered, "Just as I suspected..."

By this point, Jiang Xulin had snapped out of the immense fear of death he’d previously fallen into. He calmed down and asked, "What did you find?"

"Last time I went to Yunjing, I happened upon Curator Xiang’s kidnapping," Ye Wanlan said indifferently. "The kidnappers demanded the Xiang Family’s Concentricity Pendant for his release. When I went to rescue him, they had already hidden poison in their mouths in advance and eventually committed suicide by ingesting it."

Jiang Xulin couldn’t help but gasp for air.

"Afterwards, I found tattoos like this on them," Ye Wanlan pointed to the blue tattoo on the young man’s nape, "They must come from the same place, or belong to the same organizational force, but whether they are from the same faction is yet to be determined."

Jiang Xulin carefully observed the mark and realized he had never seen it before.

"The people trying to kill you are the same ones who harmed your parents five years ago," Ye Wanlan’s gaze turned cold, "Their goal is to destroy the heritage of Su embroidery."

And Lin Jiayan, her father.

Could it be that he, too, disappeared suddenly because he touched upon the core interests of these people?

After a long, long silence, Jiang Xulin finally said in a low voice, "What I never could understand is why they are so fixated on destroying Su embroidery, which is not a martial arts manual and requires years to master."

"Because what they want to destroy is not just Su embroidery," Ye Wanlan’s eyes looked into the distance, her pupils chilly, "It’s Shenzhou."

Although Su embroidery seems to be just one of Shenzhou’s intangible cultural heritages, it’s actually one of the fundamental elements of cultural and spiritual heritage.

If civilization breaks, Shenzhou ceases to exist.

Ye Wanlan gathered her thoughts and turned to ask, "Why did you drive to Little Gold Mountain today? I arranged bodyguards for you, how did you get separated from them?"

"Not to mention you, even I can hardly believe it after experiencing it firsthand," Jiang Xulin gave a wry smile, "Can you believe that I have no idea how I ended up driving to Little Gold Mountain? When I came to my senses, I found myself speeding up the mountain."

Ye Wanlan’s gaze became slightly focused.

"I was so scared I broke into a cold sweat when I realized the brakes had failed," Jiang Xulin exhaled deeply, "I could only do my best to ensure I didn’t fall off, but as you know, at the death bend, with no brakes, you can only fly off the cliff."

If it hadn’t been for Ye Wanlan arriving in time to stop his car, he would have been one step away from falling off the cliff and having no remains, just like his parents, and it would eventually have been deemed an accident.

"It seems my parents drove off in an unserviceable car without any awareness," Jiang Xulin clenched his fist, "How did they manage to do this?"

"It’s like some kind of Art and Method; I’ll have to investigate when I get back," Ye Wanlan looked down at the person lying on the ground, "As for the rest, let the 723 Bureau take care of it. Let’s go first."

Standing by the Bugatti Veyron, Jiang Xulin held his arm and was taken aback, "This isn’t Fang Qingye’s..."

"Mhm, I borrowed it temporarily," Ye Wanlan said, "But this car can’t be used anymore. I’ll buy another one to compensate him."

Jiang Xulin had been on tenterhooks, but once he reached the safety of the mountain’s base, his head tilted, and he passed out.

Meanwhile, the 723 Bureau was mobilized, cleaning up the aftermath.

Their actions were swift, and the work report rapidly made its way to Yan Tingfeng.

"Young Master, the 723 Bureau’s people checked, and there are actually no entry records for this group of people," Bing He reported with trepidation, "They seem to have appeared out of thin air, without a trace of where they came from."

Upon hearing this, Yan Tingfeng did not become angry. Instead, he just chuckled lightly, "What a miraculous appearance."

A statement devoid of logic, but indeed the reality.

"These people are the same group that kidnapped Curator Xiang back then," Bing He continued, "The rest are still being investigated, and we will not let a single one slip through the net."

Yan Tingfeng merely grunted indifferently, "Someone from the Global Center will come over to help with a thorough investigation into this matter."

The Shenzhou Domain is inviolable.

**

At this very moment, at the Sheng Family Old Mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

Patriarch Sheng and Old Madam Sheng had already retired for the night, but in the study, Sheng Yunyi and her brother Sheng Ronghua sat opposite each other.

Sheng Yunyi’s expression was anxious, "Brother, mother has been sentenced, and there’s no way to save her. What should we do now?"

During her more than twenty years of life, although she was forced to learn many things and had to learn how to read people and please those in power, her life had been smooth sailing.

However, when Madam Sheng was arrested, Sheng Yunyi still panicked.

All her knowledge came from Madam Sheng.

But if Madam Sheng, who was more capable than she was, couldn’t enjoy her later years peacefully, what was she to do?

"No need to panic about anything, sister," Sheng Ronghua was still composed, "I am now the general manager of the Shengshi Group. Two-thirds of the twelve shareholders support me; even if Sheng Huaiqian joins the company now, he won’t have enough time."

"There must be someone helping Sheng Huaiqian from behind, or else how could he have established connections with Global Center?" Sheng Yunyi shook her head, "Brother, you can’t underestimate him."

But Sheng Ronghua just smiled, "Sister, have you heard of Pulling the Sky Company?"

"Pulling the Sky?" Sheng Yunyi blurted out, "Of course, they just beat the MN Group these past few days."

"Exactly," Sheng Ronghua said confidently, "I’ve already arranged a partnership with their manager. Do you think Sheng Huaiqian can do the same?"