Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 317 Shenzhou Martial Arts, unparalleled in the world! [1 more update]

Chapter 317: 317 Shenzhou Martial Arts, unparalleled in the world! [1 more update]

"Blood-stained skies must paint quite a beautiful scene."

Ye Wanlan’s words somehow miraculously calmed Yan Tingyue’s heart.

However, the composure of the two of them only made those commanded to come here even more impatient.

"Elder Yan, and your little disciple," the leader spoke, suppressing his voice, "if you do not agree to perform at the Global Center today, then we will have no choice but to make you disappear forever."

As long as Yan Tingyue and her disciple died, the remaining Kunqu opera successors would hardly be able to continue.

In less than a couple of decades, Kunqu opera would vanish from Shenzhou.

With so many of them here tonight, what could a young girl and an elderly man possibly do to stir up any trouble?

Ye Wanlan remained calm, her eyes fearless and unwavering; she even slowly smiled, "Do you know what happened to the last person who invited me to perform at the Global Center?"

Her words made them all furrow their brows, not understanding Ye Wanlan’s meaning at first.

"Enough nonsense!" the leader said coldly, "The Global Center is now the center of the world. Going to the Global Center is the only way you’ll get the best development. How can you be so stubborn and ignorant!"

Ye Wanlan did not move, but suddenly, the sound of the wind grew loud.

"Rustle-rustle—"

The leaves rustled, as if a downpour was about to fall.

"Swish!"

Something came whistling through the air, heading straight for these people.

"Ah—!"

Several people didn’t even see what it was before their flesh was cut open, and a few small blossoms of blood erupted.

The rest managed to dodge in time, but upon realizing what was fluttering in the air, they were all struck with astonishment.

Bamboo leaves?! How could something as thin as paper possess such power?

Moreover, apart from Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingyue, there was no one else there. Who then was controlling these bamboo leaves?

"This is bad!" The leader seemed to realize something, his expression changing drastically as he shouted, "Inner Strength! Shenzhou Martial Arts! Quick—"

The word "retreat" had just reached his tongue, not yet spoken, when several more bamboo leaves shot towards them at incredible speed.

"Swish-swish!"

The leader’s eyes widened, his finger poised on the trigger but unable to press it down before his body slumped down limply.

The blood, like blossoms, seemed even more vibrant under the moonlight.

From beginning to end, Ye Wanlan hadn’t moved an inch, yet she had disposed of these people who had come for her and Yan Tingyue’s lives.

In the blink of an eye, the enemies were reduced to ashes.

This was Shenzhou Martial Arts.

Those with Inner Strength had long surpassed the physical limits of ordinary people.

As long as the opponent didn’t possess large-scale lethal weaponry, they could never be a match for someone cultivating martial arts.

Yan Tingyue was still somewhat dazed, and did not speak for a long time.

By the time she finally snapped out of her thoughts, she had already been escorted back to her residence by Ye Wanlan.

That scene just now...

Yan Tingyue couldn’t help but tremble in her voice, "Ah Lan, you..."

She was perceptive and kind-hearted in dealing with others, but she was not someone who would repay evil with kindness.

These people wanted their lives, so it was a matter of life and death.

Clearly, the people from the Global Center, used to brute force and treating lives cheaply.

If she really went to the Global Center, under such ruthless rules, how could she ever live peacefully?

Yan Tingyue took a deep breath, "Ah Lan, I really owe you for today. Otherwise, I can’t imagine what would’ve happened."

"I want peace, but danger always lurks around me, so I had no choice but to learn martial arts for self-defense," Ye Wanlan said lightly, "The teacher must have noticed too, things have been very restless lately."

"Yes, I’ve noticed," Yan Tingyue sighed softly, "I heard about Curator Xiang being kidnapped some days ago. It happened in Yunjing, and my heart has never been at ease since then."

Only after noticing she was being targeted did she become more certain that some people at the Global Center harbored unending malice towards Shenzhou.

After all, the Global Center was established on the decline of Shenzhou and has only a history of a little over two hundred years.

Though not a country, the compound strength of the powers that took up residence there made the Global Center quickly become the strongest in the world.

Watching the revival of Shenzhou, its prospering economy, and its culture beginning to emerge again, these people grew anxious.

Yan Tingyue shook her head again, "The problem is, the enemy operates in the shadows while we’re in the light, which makes things even more difficult."

"The enemy indeed operates in the shadows, but the more they move, the more they expose," Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, "Tonight, teacher, you should get a good night’s sleep, and don’t let such matters weigh on your mind."

After another assassination attempt, Yan Tingyue was indeed shaken.

With Ye Wanlan’s reassurance, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Wanlan did not leave either; after lighting up a stick of Calming Incense, she stepped out of the bamboo house and used Penglai Magic to start arraying the area.

With her current strength, although she was a long way from the highest levels of Penglai Magic like "Traversing Clouds and Skies" and "Soaring Up,"

she could still ensure Yan Tingyue’s safety.

"Little Junior Sister, how can you be so quick in your movements?" a voice rang out, and Xie Linyuan descended from the sky in a leap, "You’ve got to leave a couple for your Senior Brother to play with, right?"

Ye Wanlan replied, "It’s a habit, I’ll try to remember next time."

"Art and Method?" Xie Linyuan looked at her as she bit her fingertip and dripped blood onto the array’s focal point, raising his eyebrow, "I almost forgot, you stayed on Mount Penglai for several months."

Both Penglai and Beiming practiced Taoist Arts, with the difference that Penglai’s were orthodox while Beiming would use some forbidden arts.

Therefore, the latter was often called a heretical sect by the people of Jianghu.

But in the face of a great disaster, was there really a difference between good and evil?

Penglai and Beiming, originally secluded in the mountains, joined the fray three hundred years ago during the great turmoil, descending to save lives from the backlash of war.

Jianghu was rife with countless disputes, and revenge and passion killings were too numerous to count.

But once again, no matter how much they fought amongst themselves, not an inch of Shenzhou’s land could be occupied by foreign races.

"If the old man learns that you’ve practiced Heavenly Movement Nine Swords and these arts, he would blow his beard and stare in frustration," said Xie Linyuan, arms crossed, "He’s always had a disdain for these flashy arts."

"I will use different martial skills at different times," Ye Wanlan said leisurely, "Master won’t get angry, he’ll only praise me for having good talent, for having learned several martial arts without letting the various forces conflict inside my body."

Xie Linyuan choked, "I almost forgot, the old man spoils you the most, all the sarcastic remarks are thrown my way."

"Alright," Ye Wanlan stood up, "Let’s go."

She sent the clues discovered during the encounter with the enemy to the group chat, asking her friends at the Global Center to continue investigating which force this batch of people belonged to.

It was necessary to root out the hidden enemies as quickly as possible to capture them all at once.

That night, South City was still quiet; nobody knew that a deadly battle had just concluded on a forest path.

At six in the morning, the sun climbed up from the sea level.

In an instant, a myriad of rosy hues painted half the sky in shimmering gold and red.

The sea breeze was refreshing on the face; it was a perfect day for filming.

The content scheduled for recording was simple: a guide arranged by the production team took the guests to visit several 5A-rated attractions in South City and some intangible cultural heritage factories.

The filming focus in South City was on intangible cultural heritage, as well as the Jianghu Martial World and Yan Shun, the Carefree King.

After a day of shooting, the guests all returned to the hotel.

"Yunzhao, that young artist will be brought to you shortly," the agent knocked and entered Qi Yunzhao’s room, "But try to finish early. We need to continue recording the show tomorrow, don’t indulge too much."

"Got it," Qi Yunzhao replied absently, "All I need to do is follow the rules and requirements of the production team, my personal life is none of their business, right?"

These stars in the entertainment industry – if fans don’t allow them to date, does it mean they can’t have fun?

Moreover, he was one of the most popular top male celebrities at the moment.

Although male and female artists don’t compete over the same resources, when Huo Ximian fell, her fans scattered, and a small portion came to him, which pleased Qi Yunzhao.

As long as he wasn’t as arrogant as Huo Ximian, no one could catch him by the tail.

Just by showing a glimpse of opportunity to an eighteenth-line artist, it would be enough for them to shine brightly for a while.

"I won’t go! I’ve said it, I won’t!" A quarreling voice came from outside, "I obviously know who Qi Yunzhao is, so what if he’s a top celebrity? Does being a top celebrity allow him to do whatever he wants?"

Qi Yunzhao frowned, his voice growing colder, "She’s unwilling?"

How many female artists dream of spending a night with him, to fabricate a love story for publicity?

"Just a girl playing hard to get," the agent lit a cigarette, speaking indifferently, "She’ll stop screaming once she’s inside."

"So what if he’s a top celebrity?" The girl was so upset she started to cry, "I just want to act, I don’t want to get to know any top celebrities!"

But no matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t break free from the grips of the two burly bodyguards.

Her complexion turned pale, and cold sweat had already soaked her back.

She had just entered the circle not long ago, how could she compete head-on with Qi Yunzhao?

What was she to do now?

A flat and calm voice echoed in the hallway, "What are you doing?"

The bodyguards’ actions paused, and upon hearing the voice, the girl immediately shouted for help, "Help! Help me!"

Startled by the commotion, the agent peeked out and said, "How did she get up here?"

Hadn’t he already made it clear beforehand that this floor was off-limits to others?

"Ye Wanlan?" Qi Yunzhao’s frown deepened, "She wouldn’t be trying to meddle in others’ affairs, would she?"

Ye Wanlan’s eyes were calm and undisturbed as she took steps forward: "Let her go."

Each word was pronounced distinctly, without any inflection.

Qi Yunzhao couldn’t help but let out a laugh, even though his expression remained cold, "Miss Ye, my private matters are none of your concern, right?"

Did she think she was his boss?