Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 402 Princess Yongning resurrected! [2 more updates]

Chapter 402: 402 Princess Yongning resurrected! [2 more updates]

The spirit attachment on the treasured sword used blood as a medium to connect with the soul.

Thus, as long as the soul remained unchanged, blood could be used again to wield this divine weapon.

"Still unwilling to give up the struggle?" Nashisha approached step by step, her spiritualism power gradually consolidating, "I’ve told you, without Princess Yongning, it’s simply not possible—"

"Clang!"

A very faint sword cry rang through the silent grand hall, clear and distinct.

Blood entered the sword hilt and flowed into the blade.

This treasured sword that hadn’t been unsheathed for three hundred years, was unsheathed at this moment!

Nashisha’s expression paused, and her steps faltered. She was in disbelief.

Before being expelled from the Romanov Family, she had heard the elders in her family mention this sword many times.

Back then, Empress Valenjina I had asked the top psychics of the Romanov Family to attach spirits to the treasured sword.

Unless someone could break the spirit attachments made by these top psychics, indeed, only Princess Yongning herself could wield this sword.

But when top psychics combined forces, the effect was more than the sum of their parts; it was impossible for a single person to break through this alone.

So even Nashisha herself, knowing the location of this divine weapon, also knew she couldn’t take it away.

But now, what was happening?!

"Hum, hum—"

The air vibrated intensely. When the blood reached the tip of the blade, Ye Wanlan had finally drawn the sword from its scabbard.

The blade was cold, and its gleam was dazzling!

Three hundred years ago, Empress Valenjina had been too late to hand this treasured sword to Princess Yongning.

But three hundred years later, Ye Wanlan still grasped this treasured sword.

Perhaps this was a cycle.

After drawing the sword, Ye Wanlan took it with her left hand and tore a piece of cloth from her clothes to wrap around the wound on her right palm.

She then concentrated her inner strength in her palm to heal the injury.

As soon as she held the sword, she felt a compatibility with her soul, even more so than the Dragging Shadow Twin Swords she had previously wielded.

From the shape of the sword hilt to the weight of the entire blade, everything felt right in her hands.

Ye Wanlan’s eyelashes fluttered down.

Although she and Valenkina didn’t spend much time together, the few meetings totaling no more than ten days.

Perhaps due to being in similar positions, they truly empathized with each other.

Nashisha took a few steps back and suddenly let out a long howl.

"Boom!"

All her spiritual power erupted at that moment, the enormous energy directly ripping off the entire roof of the grand hall!

That was not all; her spiritual powers continued to spread, destroying three quarters of the Northland Imperial Palace in an instant!

Smoke billowed and fog swirled around.

Nashisha breathed heavily, her held breath slightly easing.

Taking advantage of the moment her adversary was unprepared was necessary; otherwise, once the power of the treasured sword was unleashed, she wouldn’t even have a chance to flee.

Now that the sword had been drawn, could she possibly...

Before this thought fully formed, a calmly chilling voice sounded above her head, "What makes you think, I am already dead?"

"!"

A chill rose from Nashisha’s heart to her spine.

She abruptly looked up to see Ye Wanlan standing properly before her, her clothes without even a new wrinkle.

The treasured sword... besides offensive capabilities, could actually defend as well!

Nashisha was terrified.

She had underestimated the power of this treasured sword. Even if it hadn’t been spirit-attached, it was a divine weapon forged by the Valenky Family, not something ordinary people could resist.

With spirit attachment, it could reach the maximum compatibility with its wielder and exert even greater power.

Ye Wanlan stepped forward, "Your proficiency in psychic powers is commendable, you’d be considered above average in the Romanov Family."

Nashisha had exhausted all her strength with that previous move.

A psychic with depleted spiritual power was no different from an ordinary person. She could only retreat step by step.

However, Ye Wanlan had already maneuvered her into a corner. Nashisha had no more room to retreat, her fear completely overwhelming her senses.

She stared fixedly at the girl holding the sword and finally couldn’t refrain from yelling in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? Who are you really?!"

Ye Wanlan replied indifferently, "A dead person knowing my name won’t do any good."

"You don’t have to say it, I know who you are!" Nashisha’s face twisted completely from extreme fear, "But it’s impossible, completely impossible!"

The moment Ye Wanlan picked up the sword, Nashisha had guessed her identity.

But paradoxically, this contradicted everything she had learned!

Princess Yongning resurrected?!

Even in the supernatural realm, this was incredibly unbelievable!

Nashisha did not want to believe it, but she had to.

Her eyes bulged, her hair standing on end, "You, you are Yong—"

In her last moments, Nashisha still couldn’t pronounce Ye Wanlan’s identity.

Ye Wanlan sheathed her sword, carefully wiping the blood off the blade before placing it back into the hilt.

The Northland Imperial Palace had been destroyed, but the resting place of the treasured sword remained undamaged.

With Nashisha dead, the barrier she had set up no longer served any purpose.

Thus, it wouldn’t be long before people arrived.

Ye Wanlan cleared all traces of her presence and left the palace.

On the way, she took out her phone and opened a group chat.

[YN]: @Ghostbuster Bro

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Yes! What can I do for you, YN sis?

[YN]: What level is Nashisha Romanov on your wanted list?

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Ah? I haven’t heard that name, but since she bears the Romanov surname, she must be a psychic right? Give me a moment, sis, I’ll check the database.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: YN sis, I found it, she’s ranked B, but that was from three years ago. She hasn’t appeared for a long time, so her current strength is unknown, and her rank hasn’t been updated.

[YN]: Well, you can update now. Her spiritual power destroyed three-quarters of the Northland Imperial Palace and isolated the senses of tens of thousands of people with a formation, she’s at least A-level.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: What?! She appeared? How did it jump to A-level?

[YN]: I slaughtered her, consider it a gift, helping you earn some extra bonus.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: ???

[Crazy Scientist]: No way, YN sis, you can’t be that nice to him, and how can you treat us differently? When are you coming to my unit to work?

[Cultured Person]: Your place overworks till dawn every day, who can endure that? If YN sis is going to visit, she should come to my unit.

[Deadly Poison Master]: Can I also compete? My job is super simple!

[World’s Richest]: Shut up, all of you.

"..."

The whole group fell silent.

When Rich Sister spoke, the others naturally didn’t dare to act out.

Ye Wanlan put away her phone and dusted off her clothes, leisurely returning to Old Mr. Sergei’s house.

**

Meanwhile, the Imperial Palace had suddenly turned into ruins, luckily Empress of the Northern Lands happened to be visiting the Romanov Family at that time.

Upon receiving the news, Empress Angelina appeared not to be surprised at all.

In contrast, the members of the Romanov Family were kneeling.

Obviously, the person who caused such commotion was a psychic.

"Sulya Clan Leader," Empress Angelina spoke calmly, "Your clan’s traitor hasn’t been cleaned up in a timely manner, it’s quite worrying indeed."

Sulya Romanov bowed her head and apologized, "I am truly sorry, Your Majesty, I assure you this will not happen again."

"Don’t speak so soon, let’s go to the scene first," Empress Angelina rose to her feet, "Come with me."

When the two arrived, the guard team was already cleaning up the aftermath.

"Your Majesty, this is the epicenter of the psychic eruption." Sulya spoke softly, "I’m very familiar with this power, it was by Nashisha Romanov. After her long disappearance, I didn’t expect..."

Empress Angelina didn’t respond, but pressed a mechanism button.

A mural cracked open, revealing the treasured sword.

It looked no different from the night before.

"Wait—" Empress Angelina suddenly raised her hand, stopping Sulya from continuing.

Sulya looked up, "Your Majesty?"

Empress Angelina’s expression was more solemn than ever before. After a very long silence, she slowly said, "The sword, ordered by my ancestor to be forged, has been used."

"What?!" Sulya doubted she heard correctly, "But... but isn’t this the sword that..."

Only Princess Yongning herself could use?!