Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 382 Heavenly Music Method, Sweeping Across the Field! [2 Updates]

Chapter 382: 382 Heavenly Music Method, Sweeping Across the Field! [2 Updates]

At the Global Center, Ye Wanlan had no intention to resolve problems through civil discourse with these people.

She also firmly believed in a doctrine—

Speak with fists.

In her previous life, although she had been unable to condense her inner strength and hadn’t mingled in Jianghu, it was then that she was the embodiment of the law.

With a sword in her hand, she could even behead members of the Xiang Imperial Family.

What were these shady things in comparison?

Mandarin, besides the globally spoken language, was the second major language at the Global Center, so these people understood every word Ye Wanlan said.

"Fists and kicks?" A young man mockingly sized up her slender physique from head to toe, pointing first at his hand, then at his foot, "Are you talking about these two parts? Seriously?"

Could Ye Wanlan’s slight build withstand his punches?

And she dared to say she understood a bit about fighting with fists and kicks?

Zhou Yixiang did not follow them to Wanta Country, and at this moment, she was very worried, "There are nearly a hundred people pursuing us, Sister Lan alone..."

"Hey, hey, Yixiang, Sister Lan can only exert her maximum combat power when she’s alone," Fang Qingli held her back, "With other people around, it would be difficult for her to execute her moves."

Jiang Xulin folded his arms and chuckled, "These guys are in for a misfortune."

He had witnessed Ye Wanlan’s fighting prowess.

It could only be described as "perverse."

And in that zither case...

Ye Wanlan calmly unzipped the zither case, revealing a Seven-stringed Zither inside.

The zither was pitch-black, without any inscriptions.

It was not a famous zither from the history of Shenzhou but a very ordinary, modern zither, the kind used in zither teaching classes.

Her actions appeared to these burly enforcers as nothing short of a joke.

Was she planning to hold a musical performance here with a classical instrument from Shenzhou?

They were battle-hardened mercenaries, roaming the corners of the world, who could be threatened by a young girl?

Indeed, Ye Wanlan was about to perform. She placed one end of the Zither on the ground and raised the other end, fingers pressing on the strings.

"Zeng—"

"Zeng zeng."

The crisp sound of the zither rang out.

At this point, these people still perceived nothing amiss.

"Buzz buzz!"

Until the air vibrated with the sound waves, and currents converged.

"Crack!"

The guns in the young man’s hands were crushed by the pressure, falling to pieces and becoming a heap of scrap metal.

"Crack crack—"

Not only his gun, but others’ weapons also shattered simultaneously.

Throughout this process, Ye Wanlan played the zither with a serene expression.

The zither’s music was even soothing and gentle, like babbling brooks and tinkling bells.

Yet it was this seemingly harmless person and zither that directly obliterated today’s encirclement.

The young man looked at his right hand, the scornful smile vanished, replaced with disbelief and an icy chill.

What kind of sorcery was this?

Had the people of Shenzhou grown so strong they could kill with music?

This was impossible!

Yet he saw it with his own eyes and could no longer deceive himself.

The young man involuntarily stepped back, fear exploding in his heart.

All he wanted to do was escape, forget the money.

However, Ye Wanlan would not give him that chance.

"Zeng!"

At that moment, the zither’s note abruptly soared, the melody turning sharply urgent.

"Boom—!"

A powerful gust exploded from the young man as the epicenter!

Trees trembled violently, and everyone standing within a ten-meter radius was thrown to the ground, instantly severely injured and plunged into deep unconsciousness.

"Killing with zither music..." One of the older men’s pupils constricted, gasping, "It’s... It’s the legendary Heavenly Music Method!"

"A bit of insight," Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, her tone nonchalant, "But not much."

"Zeng!"

A stronger gust burst forth, knocking him down.

The older man lost consciousness before he could even scream.

"..."

A gentle breeze blew, and the forest fell into silence.

The Heavenly Music Method, among the many martial arts of Shenzhou, was indeed among the top for group attacks. In just a few breaths, all the enemies were annihilated.

Zhou Yixiang was dumbfounded. She rubbed her eyes, questioning if she was seeing things correctly.

This... this was over?

Fang Qingli also looked stunned. Sister Lan seemed even more terrifying than a few months ago.

"Wait, with so many people lying on the ground, just leaving them here?" Jiang Xulin finally broke the silence after a long pause, "Even though the law at the Global Center is a decoration, isn’t this too brazen?"

"Leave them here," Ye Wanlan reopened the driver’s side door, "Someone will deal with it."

"Who?" Fang Qingli asked curiously, "Miss Kristin?"

Jiang Xulin slapped his forehead.

He had almost forgotten that Ye Wanlan had the President of the World Bank as a resourceful ally.

"No," Ye Wanlan buckled up, speaking calmly, "Little Keli’s living environment isn’t this violent, and don’t let her see this and get scared. She can’t handle seeing such bloody scenes in reality."

Fang Qingli, Jiang Xulin, and Zhou Yixiang looked at each other.

If not Kristin, then who?

**

The team dispatched to eliminate the Pulling the Sky Company did not have any connection with the top three luxury brands in the world; they were still brands from the first and second tiers, starting to decline, trying to survive in the cracks.

After all, the top luxury brands still held a very firm position internationally and did not currently need to stoop to such despicable methods to settle matters.

A few first and second-tier brands banded together, whether to kill or imprison, their sole purpose was to keep Pulling the Sky’s executives all in the Global Center, leaving the Pulling the Sky Company headless.

They had hired nearly a hundred mercenaries, yet they still failed.

Failure is one thing, but then they received news that the Extreme Path was behind all of this.

"What the hell is the Extreme Path?" An elder was furious, "Why are they meddling in our fashion affairs? Aren’t they a group of lunatics who only know about Cultivating Martial Arts?"

"You said they are lunatics," another person spoke, "How can we understand the thinking of a lunatic? But we must admit, our mission to encircle Pulling the Sky Company has utterly failed."

Pulling the Sky Company was very cautious from top to bottom. The team that came to the Global Center to attend the fashion show was solid as iron, not even susceptible to incitement from outsiders.

"Humph, they have just opened up the international market," the elder sneered, "Building a sufficient brand value and impact will still take a significant amount of time, and sometimes, one misstep can decide everything."

"Tomorrow is the last day," a woman said with her eyes closed, "There’s still a chance."

They all knew that if they allowed Pulling the Sky Company to successfully leave the Global Center this time, it would be difficult to strike again in the future.

**

On another side, in the basement.

The first time Wen Chaosheng met Christine, he dug out his prized wines that he had collected over the years, prepared snacks, and set up the projector.

Christine, still fond of Delicious Crisp, relaxed her beauty when she ate them.

At this moment, Wen Chaosheng received a call from his boss, "Hello? Boss? Of course, I’m at home. You’re not calling to make me work overtime, are you? I just started my vacation."

"You don’t have to go if you don’t want," the other side said, "Because it’s a minor matter, but the bonus is substantial, an eight-figure sum, so it’s assigned to you first."

Wen Chaosheng immediately stood up straight and spoke resolutely, "It’s not about the money; what’s important is that I love to help."

The other side: "..."

"It’s the Si Family," said the caller, clearing his throat, "Recently, their newly found daughter suddenly fainted for no reason, went to the hospital and found no cause. The Si Family, still worried, came to us to ask for assistance to expel evil."

Wen Chaosheng nodded, "No wonder they’re spending so much."

Rumors suggested that the Si Family was one of the earliest groups to come from Shenzhou to the lands of the Global Center, and their family history precedes even the age of the Global Center itself.

The surname Si is also one of the most ancient in Shenzhou.

Hence, the Si Family’s status at the Global Center is slightly higher than that of the Konstantin Family.

"Hmm," the other side pushed up his glasses, "The heritage of the Si Family is indeed impenetrable, and for such a small matter, they offer eight figures."

Wen Chaosheng agreed,

Indeed, the Si Family was wealthy, but in this world, their Rich Sister was the wealthiest!

"When did she faint?" Wen Chaosheng asked for details, "Anything else unusual?"

"It happened a month ago," the other side responded, "The strange thing is, before she fainted, she let out a scream. I guess it’s related to the spirit."