Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 314: Lesson 314! The True Face of the Transcendent Woman [2 Updates]

Chapter 314: Lesson 314! The True Face of the Transcendent Woman [2 Updates]

The middle-aged man had not yet reacted, nor did he know which joint the hand on his shoulder had twisted around, but he felt a severe pain, as if his entire arm had been dislocated.

With a "thud," he fell to his knees on the ground.

The door was wide open, sunlight poured in, casting two long shadows.

Yan Tingyue was also stunned for a moment before she finally spoke, "Ah Lan... Xiao Yan?"

"Teacher, I’m late," Ye Wanlan glanced indifferently at the middle-aged man on the ground, "Someone offended you, are you alright?"

"No, Ah Lan, you’re not late," Yan Tingyue was still shaken as she shook her head, "I’m fine, don’t worry about me."

After carefully observing Yan Tingyue and confirming that she indeed hadn’t been harmed, Ye Wanlan then turned to look at the middle-aged man on the ground.

The middle-aged man, clutching his injured arm, grimaced in pain, unable to curb his anger, "What are you doing?!"

But inside, he was far from calm, his mind a tumultuous sea.

Yan Tingyue had formed a Kunqu opera troupe, but not all the students were her disciples, since she always had high standards.

Yet this young girl who had suddenly appeared, could call Yan Tingyue teacher directly?

A glint flickered in the middle-aged man’s eyes.

Could this then prove that this young girl’s talent in Kunqu opera surpassed even that of Yan Tingyue?

Otherwise, with Yan Tingyue’s standards for choosing a successor, not even an ordinary genius would catch her eye.

The middle-aged man’s thoughts raced, and although he did not show it on his face, how could he possibly escape Ye Wanlan’s perception.

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she stretched out a foot and stepped on the middle-aged man’s injured arm.

The unexpected pain coursed through his body from where her foot pressed, and before the middle-aged man could even gather his thoughts, a piercing scream escaped his lips.

Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and even smiled a little, "It seems to be a key acupoint, which would indeed hurt more."

These words made the middle-aged man break out in a cold sweat, his face ashen, and in his mind, he cursed, "Devil."

Where on earth had these two young people sprung from?

Such vile behavior did not resemble that of individuals trained in classical arts.

Ye Wanlan said coldly, "Get lost."

Without any hesitation, the middle-aged man scrambled out in a hurry, abandoning any concern for his image as he fled in disgrace.

Yan Tingyue was somewhat worried, "Ah Lan, he’s from the Global Center. By letting him go just like that, I’m afraid for you..."

"Teacher, don’t be afraid," Ye Wanlan supported Yan Tingyue, accompanying her to sit down in front of a wooden table, "He’s just a lobbyist; how would we know who is behind him if we didn’t let him leave?"

After speaking, she smiled slightly, "To catch the bandits, catch the leader first; the minions are endless."

Yan Tingyue reflected thoughtfully, then let out a sigh, "Standing tall invites strong winds. Over these years, we’ve done everything we can to protect and promote Shenzhou’s intangible cultural heritage, yet foreign eyes covet it with malicious intent."

Last year, the Southern Ming Principality wished to apply to the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Center for a listing—a type of ancient dress.

However, this dress was actually a type of national costume from the Yong Dynasty of Shenzhou.

Now, it had been maliciously usurped by the Southern Ming Principality, aiming to claim it as their own.

Although in the end, the application was rejected by the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Center after clarifying the matter, and the Southern Ming Principality did not succeed, some people still believe that the dress is of Southern Ming origin.

Thinking of this, Yan Tingyue shuddered with anger, "They even said that we stole their dress, when it is clear that their dress evolved from ours. Just because our culture nearly died out three hundred years ago, does it mean they can take away what is ours?"

"The things of Shenzhou, whether they are tangible or cultural, will not be taken away," Ye Wanlan said calmly, "And those that are taken away, we will bring them back."

"Let’s not talk about these distressing matters anymore," Yan Tingyue shook her head, she patted Ye Wanlan’s hand and smiled, "Ah Lan, what made you come today? If it wasn’t for you and those young people from your company, the Kunqu troupe wouldn’t have been established so smoothly."

"I participated in a program called ’Treasures of The Divine Land,’ the shooting in Fengyuan has already ended, and the next stop is South City," Ye Wanlan smiled, "I came to see you right after getting off the plane."

Yan Tingyue was taken aback, "But hadn’t you just returned to the school not long ago? Why did you run off to join a show again?"

"Xiao Wan just led Jiangcheng No.7 Middle School to the first place in the team event of the Shenzhou High School Physics Competition," Yan Tingfeng also sat down, "You don’t have to worry about her studies."

"Good, good, now I can be at ease," Yan Tingyue began to smile again, "It’s not often you come around. Stay for dinner later; I’ll go ask the neighbors to trade for a couple of chickens."

Yan Tingyue put away the costumes and left the room.

Outside the window, the sound of water trickled softly, and birdsong was unending.

Ye Wanlan gazed at the golden yellow leaves in a daze; she lifted her hand and gently touched it

In communication with the Qingyun Pendant and the Jade Luan Pin, she had confirmed that the Imperial Jade Seal had not disappeared but had instead entered her body.

Such an incident was unheard of to her.

Three hundred years ago, although the Imperial Jade Seal did not come into her hands, as the Crown Prince, she had naturally observed Ning Zhaozong using the Imperial Jade Seal to review and approve memorials.

But since her return to Shenzhou, the number of mind-boggling supernatural phenomena had only increased.

And the Imperial Jade Seal, as a spiritual object passed down for five thousand years, might just be Shenzhou’s glimmer of hope...

While she was competing with the Transcendent Woman, she also sensed another familiar force helping her from the shadows.

If not for this force, she likely wouldn’t have managed to expel the Transcendent Woman so smoothly.

As Ye Wanlan was deep in thought, a hand gently rested on her forehead, bringing a coolness like snow, "Do you still feel unwell?"

"I’m fine," Ye Wanlan shook her head lightly, "I just have some things I can’t figure out."

"If you can’t figure it out right away, then set it aside for now," Yan Tingfeng blinked softly, "The answer will always surface."

Ye Wanlan hummed in agreement, her brows raising, "The place Teacher chose for us to stay is nice, nestled between mountains and rivers, very suitable for living."

Her spirit found solace and emptiness in that moment.

The remaining matters would be dealt with one by one.

**

Meanwhile, at a certain place within the Global Center.

The room was filled with kneeling servants.

On the bed lay a pale-faced girl, clearly in a deep coma.

A noble lady sat by the bed, her gaze icy cold, "What’s wrong with the miss? She was perfectly fine, so why did she faint? How have you been taking care of her?!"

"We... we are not sure, the miss was fine yesterday, but something happened last night, we suddenly heard the miss scream. By the time we broke in, she was already unconscious," one servant explained.

The others dared not breathe too loudly.

A whole day and night had passed, and the family had called several renowned doctors from the Global Center, yet none could revive their miss.

What was even more bizarre was that the girl’s physical signs were all normal.

Suddenly, a servant exclaimed, "The miss is awake! The miss is awake!"

The girl’s face was still very pale, but she had indeed opened her eyes.

"Daughter..." the noble lady asked anxiously, "What happened?"

The girl did not speak; her soul was hurting in a way it never had before.

She hadn’t expected that the first body she possessed in this world would turn from a Time Betrayer into a Time Escapee.

Out of a hundred Time Betrayers, at most one could become a Time Escapee.

Most Time Betrayers either have their souls dissipated as their bodies are taken over, or they are trapped within a time loop, unable to return to the normal timeline.

If only she had known, she would have eradicated the soul of that Time Betrayer at the beginning, even if it meant sustaining serious injuries.

But a moment of carelessness had led to an irreversible situation.

This time, she had been able to infiltrate the other’s body again because she sensed its weakness, but unfortunately, she was driven out and could not return.

Most importantly, from the moment she failed to eliminate the Time Betrayer, all information and memories about that Time Betrayer in her mind had been erased.

This prevented her from directly sending someone to kill the other party.

What to do?

"Daughter? Daughter?" The concerned voice came, and the girl looked up to meet her mother’s anxious and worried eyes.

The girl displayed a docile smile, "I’m alright, I just want to rest well."

Now, in the Global Center, she held a high position and not easily touched by others.

Feeling reassured, she fell back into a deep sleep.

**

Shenzhou Time, 8:30 a.m.

The show’s crew took the guests to eat the local specialty breakfast.

In the teahouse, the sound of classical music lingered, and the guests conversed with one another.

Shen Yeqiu suddenly said, "Ah, how wonderful it would be to attend a Kunqu opera."

Ye Wanlan looked up, "Kunqu opera?"

"Yes," Shen Yeqiu said with a laugh. "South City is the birthplace of Kunqu opera; the performers here are quite famous. I remember there’s a master who has retired here; maybe we might just come across them."

Ye Wanlan sipped her tea and said unhurriedly, "There are no maybes."

She was here to create that encounter.

Shen Yeqiu was taken aback, "Huh?"