Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 325: She is Princess Yongning, what does she not know? [1 more update]

Chapter 325: She is Princess Yongning, what does she not know? [1 more update]

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, giving no time for anyone to react.

The old man only felt a sudden force pressing down on his bones, and in an instant, he couldn’t move at all.

"You—"

To ensure that Ye Wanlan would take the bait and take away the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box, the old man had chosen a spot for his stall that wasn’t in a bustling area.

The place was very quiet, with only the occasional passerby.

But at this very moment, he realized that apart from himself and Ye Wanlan, there was no third person on the road.

He had been set up!

The old man quickly realized this, and he felt both shock and anger, "You actually..."

"Lured you here?" Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, "How do you know you’re the hunter?"

The high-end hunters often appear in the guise of their prey.

They purposefully act ignorant and weak, causing their opponent to let down their guard, until the tables turn at the end.

She, however, was the true hunter.

By this time, how could the old man not know he had fallen for Ye Wanlan’s strategy? His face turned pale, and he turned to run.

"Thinking of running?" Ye Wanlan asked, her expression calm, "Do you think you can get away?"

The old man discovered in terror that he was suddenly unable to use his Art and Method; the power within his body seemed sealed by something, leaving him as feeble as a true old man, completely unable to escape Ye Wanlan’s constraints.

Ye Wanlan raised her hand and struck directly at the old man’s neck.

This blow was not only unrestrained but intensified.

Those skilled in Art and Method are often weaker than the average person when unguarded.

The old man didn’t even have time to scream before he passed out.

Ye Wanlan’s smile gradually vanished, and she extended her leg to kick the old man lying on the ground.

"Miss Ye!" Bing He and Tie Ma ran over and saw that Ye Wanlan had already bent down, pulling out some hemp rope to tie up the old man thoroughly.

"Caught him already?" Bing He craned his neck, very surprised, "No way, is this guy an idiot?"

"He’s not an idiot, on the contrary, he’s quite clever and even knows a thing or two about setting traps," Ye Wanlan said as she tied a secure knot, her voice calm, "It’s just a pity that he thought the information he had was all there was."

The Exquisite Eight Treasures Box left behind by the Carefree King Yan Shunhua indeed appeared only in obscure historical references; even the Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeology Center didn’t consider it to be a genuine artifact.

But she was different.

She had once seen with her own eyes Yan Shunhua showing off the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box to her and King Qin Hua Yingyue, so she could quickly tell whether the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box in the old man’s hands was a genuine relic left by the Carefree King.

After the failure to draw blood behind the scenes yesterday, they naturally would not give up.

The other party also knew she was the disciple of Yan Tingyue, and with her publicly recording shows, they would surely try to start with her.

Ye Wanlan threw the old man to Bing He and Tie Ma, then bent down to pick up the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box that had fallen to the ground.

Yan Shunhua had always treasured this box, and this was also her first time touching the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box up close.

The box’s eight sides were seamless, without any gaps, and did not involve any sort of mechanical locks.

Ye Wanlan turned the box around in her hands but temporarily couldn’t find a way to open it.

Could it be that only the blood from Yan Shunhua’s heart or that of a descendant of the Carefree King would work?

Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan Shunhua often said one thing and meant another; eight out of ten things he said were false.

"Let’s go back," Ye Wanlan said after sweeping another glance at the things on the carpet, her eyebrows raised, "To lure me here, they really went all out. Although these are not cultural relics, their craftsmanship is exquisite. Take them all back, and you can split them accordingly."

Bing He was overjoyed, "Yes!"

He knew that by following Miss Ye, there would always be gains!

Bing He and Tie Ma tied the old man to an iron chair and fetched the latest imported shackles and prison clothes from Section 723 to secure the old man, preventing any escape attempt.

Afterward, they followed the list given by Ye Wanlan to gather herbs on the mountain.

In the little cabin in the woods.

Yan Tingyue had slept for a whole day and night and finally woke up leisurely.

"Teacher," Ye Wanlan walked forward, helping Yan Tingyue to sit up, "You’ve lost too much blood, you must rest well these days. I’ve written a prescription, Bing He and the others have gone to get the medicine."

"I..." Yan Tingyue felt a dizziness in her head, she gently shook it, "Ah Lan, you’ve saved my life again."

Before losing consciousness, she had felt as if her internal organs had been violently stirred by some sharp blade.

That moment was the closest she had ever come to death.

She had thought that her life was coming to its end, yet she hadn’t expected to have the chance to open her eyes again and see this world one more time.

The Shenzhou Land, with its vast mountains and rivers, how could it not be worth longing for?

Ye Wanlan extended her hand, gently patting Yan Tingyue’s back, while regulating her breathing and using her inner strength to nourish her meridians, "Once a teacher, for life a mother, how could I possibly stand by and not save you?"

Yan Tingyue was slightly taken aback.

Years ago, when she was still working at the Yunjing Art Association, she had seen too many people full of impetuosity and utilitarianism.

One cannot lack utilitarianism in their heart, otherwise, there is no drive to progress, but if only utilitarianism remains, then one’s eyes will eventually be blinded.

Yan Tingyue had never seen someone like Ye Wanlan.

The girl’s face never hid her grand ambition and desire, yet she was able to control her ambitions and desires to achieve her own goals.

"Let’s not talk about me," Yan Tingyue said with a slight shake of her head, her expression growing more serious, "Ah Lan, there are people who want to sever the roots of Shenzhou, today it was me, tomorrow it will be someone else."

And currently Shenzhou had not yet fully revived, it could not bear another wound like that of three hundred years ago.

"Yes, I understand," Ye Wanlan said light-heartedly. "If one comes, I will kill one, if ten thousand come, I will kill ten thousand."

Whether they be internal or external barbarians, all those who dare bear arms shall be slain!

The Shenzhou Land will tolerate no violation.

The sound of wind chimes tinkled, and the bamboo curtain of the hut was lifted as Yan Tingfeng walked in, "Elder Yan, Xiao Wan."

"Xiao Yan has arrived," Yan Tingyue smiled, "These past few days have really troubled you all."

"Not trouble at all," Yan Tingfeng blinked gently, also suddenly smiling, "I also respect Elder Yan like a mother."

Upon hearing these words, Ye Wanlan paused in her movements, lifting her eyes slowly to glance at Yan Tingfeng.

Yan Tingfeng remained calm, as if he hadn’t received that meaningful glance.

After a while, Bing He and Tie Ma brought in the boiled medicine.

After Yan Tingyue drank the medicine, sleepiness overcame her, and she soon fell into a deep sleep again.

Ye Wanlan tucked her in, "Where’s the person?"

"Tied up in the cave nearby," Bing He patted his chest, "Even if he knows the Bone Shrinking Skill and the Earth Escape Technique, he definitely can’t escape."

"Thanks for your hard work." Ye Wanlan nodded her head, and went straight to where the old man was.

The old man hadn’t yet woken up, his neck bruised.

Ye Wanlan’s expression was indifferent, her hand raised with a flick.

"Shua shua!"

A flash of cold light, and two golden needles were embedded into each side of the old man’s neck.

"Ah—!!!" The old man suddenly let out a scream of agony, piercing to the extreme.

He jerked his head up, his body was already covered in cold sweat, soaking his clothes.

Ye Wanlan was sitting in front of him, with hands clasped, "I won’t ask who you’re loyal to, I know I won’t get an answer, but where did you get this Exquisite Eight Treasures Box from?"

The golden needles brought the old man excruciating pain, and he couldn’t even faint from it.

His chin had also been secured, unable to bite his tongue and commit suicide, he could only bear it.

Even now, the old man couldn’t accept how he ended up trapped here like a bereaved dog.

And now, hearing Ye Wanlan accurately call out the name "Exquisite Eight Treasures Box," his nerves exploded, "How did you know?!"

He was certain that the people of Shenzhou could not possibly know about the existence of the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box, that’s why he had devised this plan.

But he never imagined that Ye Wanlan would actually recognize the Exquisite Eight Treasures Box!

"I also want to know where you learned that this box can only be opened with my teacher’s blood," Ye Wanlan slowly lifted her gaze, "After all, Yan Shunhua personally told me, only his heart’s blood can open it,"