Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 401 Psychic Family, Divine Weapon Unsheathed! [1 Update]

Chapter 401: 401 Psychic Family, Divine Weapon Unsheathed! [1 Update]

"Crack!"

The incredibly crisp sound of a broken bone was accompanied by Matvey’s agonized screams.

"Ah——!!"

From beginning to end, Ye Wanlan remained seated in her chair, motionless, merely watching Matvey with a very indifferent gaze as he lay on the ground, continuously screaming.

Matvey was terrified, but even more so, he was in disbelief.

He could be certain that Ye Wanlan had been earnestly repairing the painting on the easel; she didn’t have eyes on the back of her head, and there was no way she could’ve known what he had planned.

Yet the very moment he made his move, Ye Wanlan reacted as if she had anticipated it all along, swiftly reversing the canvas while her other hand directly grasped his wrist bone.

When did the Xiang Family train such a strong guard?!

Although Ye Wanlan’s gaze was very faint, Matvey could still feel a chilling murderous intent from it.

He believed that Ye Wanlan truly intended to kill him!

"Great... Great person, please let me go," Matvey’s voice trembled, "I... I am only serving the Petrovich family, everything was at the command of the clan leader, I had no choice but to obey!"

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "What other orders did the clan leader have? Tell me, and I won’t kill you."

"Clan... The clan leader wants to keep Young Master Shaoyu in the Northern Lands permanently, and then... then force the Xiang Family to exchange him for a treasure from the Qianyuan Treasury," Matvey’s teeth were chattering, "But... but after getting the treasure, the clan leader will kill Young Master Shaoyu and won’t let him return."

"Continue," Ye Wanlan said indifferently.

"There’s also about you!" Matvey had no choice but to continue with a brazen face, "You performed too outstandingly in the shooting game, defeating ranked marksmen and being able to communicate with Old Mr. Sergei without barriers. The clan leader said you absolutely cannot live."

Ye Wanlan’s expression was one of mockery.

"That’s all, great person, truly that’s all!" Matvey shouted, "I swear, that’s all the orders I received."

"Mhm, I believe you." Ye Wanlan did indeed release her grip.

Matvey hadn’t even sighed in relief when, in the blink of an eye, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up.

"!"

"Miss Ye spared your life, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want it," Xiang Shaoyu revealed a smile, "Don’t worry, at least you won’t die now."

They needed Matvey to lead the way into the Petrovich family.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

At that moment, more intense gunfire came from outside, making even the door tremble.

Old Mr. Sergei was also unsettled: "Miss Ye, this... this..."

"Uninvited guests." Ye Wanlan remained calm, "They are here for us and won’t hurt you. I will step out for a moment and take care of them; my friend here will protect this painting for you."

With that, she nodded slightly at Tingfeng.

"Don’t worry, Xiao Wan," Tingfeng said with a serene smile, "I am here."

He had said, he would always be her most solid and steadfast support.

Ye Wanlan nodded in response, then turned and opened the door.

Outside, there were a dozen long guns aimed at her, all sent by the Petrovich family.

Seeing her come out, the gunfire rang out at once.

"Bang bang!"

But, an incredible scene unfolded.

Ye Wanlan dodged the bullets with an extremely fast evasive speed and rushed in front of the Petrovich family’s guards.

"Clang!"

With a lift of her leg, a spinning kick sent the long guns crashing to the ground.

In just thirty seconds, all the guards’ weapons were on the floor.

In martial arts, there is nothing that cannot be destroyed, only speed that cannot be defended against.

As long as the speed reaches the extreme, even firearms are of no use.

More guards appeared, but none were a match for Ye Wanlan, and soon, many lay on the ground.

Suddenly, Ye Wanlan’s steps hesitated, her ears twitching; she sensed something was different about the spatial magnetic field.

"Buzz buzz!"

An extremely subtle vibration appeared in the air, and after a few distortions, a slender figure gradually unfolded before her eyes.

It was a woman dressed in a tight black outfit, with an exquisite and graceful figure, but she exuded a chilling, sinister coldness that caused the already low temperature to plummet even further.

A Psychic!

At first glance, Ye Wanlan had already identified the woman’s identity.

"Nice to meet you, allow me to introduce myself as Nashisha Romanov," the woman spoke slowly, "Everyone I’ve killed remembers my name."

Hearing these words, Ye Wanlan’s expression remained calm, her gaze unchanging.

The Romanov Psychic Family from the Northern Lands!

Nashisha Romanov’s name had appeared in the intelligence Tingfeng had given her.

Not because she was a strong psychic in the Romanov family, but because she had turned to unorthodox methods and was expelled from the Romanovs, even making it onto the Supernatural Affairs Office’s wanted list for a time.

Psychic powers and the Taoist Arts of Shenzhou shared some commonalities, with orthodox and unorthodox schools of thought.

However, those who turned to the unorthodox path did not remain unchanged like the Beiming Mystic Practitioners.

Once they entered the unorthodox path, they would only become malevolent psychics.

For years, there had been no trace of Nashisha Romanov, leading some to think that she might have died from deviating into madness during her unorthodox practice.

Unexpectedly, she was always in the Northern Lands and had never left.

"I don’t kill nameless people either." Nashisha then asked, "Person from Shenzhou, what’s your name?"

"How coincidental." Ye Wanlan replied nonchalantly, "The one who’s about to die doesn’t need to know my name."

Nashisha’s face instantly grew cold, and with a chuckle, she snapped back, "Such a young age, yet so audacious. I know there’s an old saying in Shenzhou that ’the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger,’ but unfortunately, if it’s a calf, then it’s destined to be eaten by the tiger!"

With that, she stopped speaking, bit her fingertip, and quickly drew a formation in the air with her blood.

"Buzz buzz!"

Black flames surged to the sky, like a fierce beast roaring towards Ye Wanlan.

But the next second!

"Whizz!"

The raging fire was completely absorbed by the sachet on Ye Wanlan!

The sachet contained talisman paper written by Xing Yue, capable of withstanding any low-level art and method.

Nashisha was taken aback for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "So you’re so brazen because you have an amulet. But how many times can that amulet last?"

The power of a malevolent psychic was many times that of a regular psychic, and the psychic powers they wielded could corrode both body and soul.

An amulet truly couldn’t withstand that indefinitely.

On this trip to the Northern Lands, Ye Wanlan had not brought the Zither.

However, the Zither was not the only medium through which the Heavenly Music Method could be utilized. Any musical instrument would suffice, though the power would be greatly diminished.

When she left Old Mr. Sergei’s residence, she borrowed a violin.

"Boom!"

The resonance of the violin clashed with the psychic powers in the air, causing a crackling sound.

"Interesting, the Heavenly Music Method," Nashisha’s eyes glinted with interest, "I don’t need to ask who you are now. You’re from the Yunjing Lin Family; too bad, I just killed a Lin Family person named Lin Qihan last year."

She was not afraid of the current Heavenly Music Method at all!

The violin, after all, was not a classical instrument from Shenzhou, which meant that the Heavenly Music Method’s power didn’t even reach a third of its potential.

Ye Wanlan stood, retreating all the way back to the Northland Imperial Palace.

And on this path, there was no third person.

Apparently, Nashisha had already set up a web with her psychic powers before she made her move.

"Your spirit makes me very interested," Nashisha said again, "Since becoming a psychic, I have never seen such a soul."

Ye Wanlan had retreated into the main hall that Empress Angelina had led them to earlier; still, there was no one.

"Don’t struggle," Nashisha said with a slight smile, "Even if you’ve entered the palace, Her Majesty Empress Angelina is unlikely to come to protect you at this time, and besides—"

With her current abilities, even if she returned to the Romanov Family, she would surely be included among the core disciples!

The Romanov Family’s expulsion of her was their loss.

Ye Wanlan remained very calm. She quickly scanned the main hall, found the mechanism button that Empress Angelina had pressed earlier.

"Boom!"

Ye Wanlan rolled to dodge another one of Nashisha’s attacks and instantly pressed the mechanism button.

"Rumble rumble—"

The mural cracked open, revealing a treasured sword that had been sealed away for hundreds of years to the sight once again.

Since the treasured sword was forged, it had never been unsheathed.

Yet even so, a divine weapon was a divine weapon, and anyone could sense the fierceness and sharpness it exuded.

"Oh?" Nashisha sneered, "The divine weapon forged by Empress Valenkina for Princess Yongning? You don’t think you can use this divine weapon, do you?"

This divine weapon was infused with a spirit by the Elders Council of the Romanov Family three hundred years ago, so it was no secret among the Romanovs.

Only, she was seeing it for the first time.

"Of course, if you could use this divine weapon, I would definitely be no match," Nashisha remarked with regret, "But you can’t, so just let me extract your spirit willingly."

Ye Wanlan used a dagger to slice her own palm, blood surged out, and she grasped the sword hilt!