Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 323 Sister Lan and Brother Yan Join Forces! [1 Update]

Chapter 323: 323 Sister Lan and Brother Yan Join Forces! [1 Update]

"Teacher!"

"Elder Yan?!"

Bing He and Tie Ma were both startled and hurried forward to support Yan Tingyue.

However, blood continued to flow from the corner of Yan Tingyue’s mouth. Her body couldn’t withstand the sudden pain, and the next second, she passed out.

Ye Wanlan’s eyes and hands were quick, and she caught Yan Tingyue in time, placing her on the bed as swiftly as possible.

"What happened to Elder Yan?" Bing He asked anxiously, his head dripping with sweat. "I’ve been here for several days, and her health seemed fine. She didn’t have any serious illness."

How could she suddenly be vomiting blood?

Ye Wanlan remained silent and took out the medicine box she carried with her.

Yan Tingfeng stretched out his hand and "swish, swish" tapped a few points on Yan Tingyue’s body, immediately sealing several of her major acupoints.

At the same time, Ye Wanlan picked up a silver needle and also inserted it into key acupoints.

However, the blood did not stop flowing.

Yan Tingyue’s body was like a broken vessel that could not be sealed no matter what.

Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng exchanged a glance and understood what was happening.

Art and Method.

Someone was using some sort of spell for a remote attack on Yan Tingyue’s body.

But such an attack couldn’t occur without a medium.

It was likely that the middle-aged man who visited Yan Tingyue repeatedly had acquired her hair or a used item, and that was causing the situation.

Once the root cause was identified, it was easier to deal with.

"Xiao Wan, let me do it." Yan Tingfeng extended his finger and gently tapped Yan Tingyue’s forehead.

A force of utmost purity radiated from her forehead and spread out, enveloping Yan Tingyue.

Yan Tingfeng’s power forced the foreign energy within Yan Tingyue’s body to come out and then he devoured it.

Simultaneously, outside a cave at the outskirts of South City—

"Bang!"

Something exploded in the air, knocking a person to the ground.

"My lord?" The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was startled and hurriedly helped him up, "My lord, what’s wrong?"

The man didn’t respond immediately, and three seconds later, he spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" and began to cough violently.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man was greatly shocked: "My lord?!"

In his mind, the lord he served was invincible. How could he possibly be vomiting blood?

The man remained silent, his expression grim as he watched the hair in his palm turn to useless powder bit by bit.

He knew that the blood ritual had failed.

Perhaps the only thing that could defeat Art and Method was Art and Method itself.

Could it be that there was a Taoist physician by Yan Tingyue’s side?

Yet for the past three hundred years, traces of Taoist Arts have been exceedingly rare in the Shenzhou Land Continent.

There were still Taoist temples and priests, but these had ultimately become part of the secular world, just spiritual solace.

Only the Art and Method of Mount Penglai and Beiming Sect were considered the orthodox Taoist Arts of Shenzhou.

However, after the great war, the Divine Strategy Army, Taiyi Palace, Great Purity Sect, and Heavenly Sound Sect all had their heritage passed down, with their descendant families now considered great houses of the world.

But as for Penglai and Beiming, let alone descendant families, they didn’t even have heirs anymore.

Without Taoist Arts, the overall strength of Shenzhou suffered greatly.

It was also because of this that they didn’t take Shenzhou seriously at all.

What use was economic recovery or the inclusion of numerous arts in the list of intangible cultural heritage of the world?

Shenzhou would never regain its glory from three hundred years ago.

As long as they completely plundered Shenzhou’s culture and bought out or eliminated those talents they couldn’t buy, it wouldn’t take many years for Shenzhou to naturally fade away.

However, their plan hadn’t been progressing smoothly lately.

"We’ve been blocked." The man finally spoke up, shook his head, and muttered, "It seems we do indeed need to think of another method."

The middle-aged man looked terrified: "With Protection Agency 723 guarding, I’m afraid we won’t even get to see Yan Tingyue’s face for a while."

"Wait a bit longer," that person said. "The treasure of the Carefree King must be opened as soon as possible, and we must obtain Yan Tingyue’s blood at all costs. As for whether she can still live after the blood is taken, that has nothing to do with us."

For one to achieve great things, it is completely normal to climb to the top stepping over a few corpses.

**

The night was deep, with several fireflies shuttling back and forth amongst the trees, like tiny lanterns lighting up one by one.

Yan Tingyue was still in a coma, but her bleeding had stopped, temporarily out of mortal danger.

"Sir, Miss Ye, this matter is too despicable!" Bing He couldn’t help but shiver, "If the opponent uses such means two or three more times, Elder Yan won’t be able to withstand it!"

Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the fierce turbulence of resentment and murderous intent in his pupils.

"They want the teacher’s blood," Ye Wanlan said softly. "In that case, asking the teacher to perform at the Global Center was just a ruse."

But what use is Yan Tingyue’s blood?

Could it be related to some kind of gene engineering?

After a moment of silence, Yan Tingfeng slowly began, "There is a rumor in Jianghu that the Carefree King Yan Shunhua left behind an Exquisite Eight Treasures Box, which contains treasures incomparable to any in the world, but this box requires a certain opportunity to be opened."

"The Exquisite Eight Treasures Box?" Ye Wanlan was stunned, and then long-lost memories surfaced.

It was a very long time ago, in her previous life when she was sixteen years old, going to the Eastern Wilderness upon the invitation of King Qin Hua Yingyue.

Compared to the conditions in the northwest guarded by the King of Yan, the living conditions in the Eastern Wilderness were only slightly better, otherwise it wouldn’t be collectively referred to as "wilderness."

That year coincided with a severe drought in the east, and because of this Hua Yingyue was very anxious and troubled, so she asked her to come over and consult on a solution together.

Coincidentally, the Carefree King Yan Shunhua also arrived at the Eastern Wilderness area and showed them the so-called Exquisite Eight Treasures Box.

Unlike ordinary boxes, this box had eight sides, each adorned with a pattern, elegant and profound.

At that time, Hua Yingyue was somewhat curious about what was inside the box, and reached out to Yan Shunhua asking to see it.

"No," Yan Shunhua snorted, "This Exquisite Eight Treasures Box cannot be opened without my heartfelt blood. Do you want my heartfelt blood?"

Hua Yingyue disdainfully asked him to move away a bit and continued discussing the important matter of dealing with the disaster.

If not for Yan Tingfeng mentioning it today, she would also have forgotten that among Yan Shunhua’s relics, there was such an item.

Yet to this day, she also did not know what was hidden inside the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box.

Yan Tingfeng blinked gently, "This is also news I gleaned from unofficial history books. The books say that the box must be opened with fresh blood. I think, could it be related to Elder Yan’s injury this time."

"Sixty percent likely," Ye Wanlan gave a slight nod. "But my sixty percent is equivalent to ninety-nine percent for others."

"Indeed," Yan Tingfeng said in a cool tone. "This means that in the hands of the other party, there are cultural relics from our Shenzhou, which were probably plundered amid the chaos three hundred years ago."

Both had the same thought in their minds—

If it is something from Shenzhou, then what was taken must be returned.

"Bing He, Tie Ma, you two continue to protect Elder Yan. If one plan fails, the opponents are likely to have other ideas," said Yan Tingfeng indifferently. "Wanlan and I will find a way to lure this person out and eliminate him immediately to prevent any major trouble."

Bing He and Tie Ma had serious expressions: "Yes, Sir!"

**

Early the next morning, at the program group.

"Is Elder Yan busy today?" The director looked around. "Miss Ye, there’s nothing wrong with Elder Yan, is there?"

"Nothing serious. It’s just that she was too tired last night and is still resting," Ye Wanlan replied with a faint smile. "She won’t be able to participate in today’s recording, so she specifically asked me to come and relay this."

"Ah, Elder Yan is too polite," the director waved his hand. "Elder Yan is getting on in years, she can’t be expected to run about every day. She needs to rest, and we can cooperate fully."

After Qi Yunzhao left the show group, there was one more vacancy for a regular guest, and many stars were already eager to contact the show group, wanting to become the new guest.

After all, the global release of "Treasures of The Divine Land" was a settled matter, who wouldn’t want to break into the global film and television circle?

This was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity!

But the director was very cautious and did not rush to choose someone.

He thought for a bit and asked, "Does Miss Ye have any other good candidates to recommend?"

"Yes," Ye Wanlan hummed, "but I need to confirm if he has time."

"No hurry, no hurry," the director laughed cheerfully, "I’m completely confident in anyone recommended by Miss Ye."

He was even somewhat looking forward to the splendid surprise Ye Wanlan would bring to the program group next.

For that, even if his heart exploded a hundred times, it would be worth it!

Ye Wanlan took out her phone, clicked on a grey icon, and sent a message.

[YN]: Are you free these days?

The grey icon suddenly began to bounce frantically.