Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 413 This is the Divine Strategy Spear Technique! [1 more update]

Chapter 413: 413 This is the Divine Strategy Spear Technique! [1 more update]

Ye Wanlan slowly rose to her feet and easily picked up the Shen Wei Spear lying on the ground.

Only she picked up just the back half, leaving the spearhead still on the ground.

"Rustle rustle—"

The sound of the wind blowing fallen leaves mingled with a dozen uneven breaths.

Using her hearing, Ye Wanlan instantly determined that this group of tomb robbers numbered seventeen.

Tomb robbing.

It was one of the things Ye Wanlan could not tolerate at all.

Whether it was the tomb of princes and generals or the grave of commoners.

These tomb robbers, for their own benefit, were desecrating the resting places of heroic spirits, and they absolutely could not be allowed to continue unabated.

It seemed they had confirmed that there were indeed no people from the Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeology Center in the cave at this time before a voice spoke up, "Boss, the archaeological team has indeed rested for the night, they would never expect us to night raid this place."

"Shut up, less talk!" a middle-aged man scolded, "Once we’re done, we’ll leave Shenzhou immediately!"

As long as they could get their hands on the Shen Wei Spear, they would be worry-free for the rest of their lives.

Thinking this, the seventeen people couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

From afar, the middle-aged man noticed a towering skeleton and shook his head, "Sigh, these heroic figures were so majestic and free in ancient times, but after death, aren’t they just bones? In my opinion, there’s really no need to wage wars. Without fighting, Huo Jingyu might have lived to eighty."

"Boss, let me go scout ahead," a tomb robber said, "In case there are any traps in this tomb."

The middle-aged man nodded indifferently, "Go ahead, you first."

Rubbing his hands together gleefully, the robber stepped forward.

It was at this moment that a spear shaft blocked his path.

The next second, the broken spear flicked downwards, flipping him onto the ground with a "thud." The sound resonated through the air. He didn’t even have a chance to recover before his head and back violently hit the ground, knocking him unconscious.

"Who’s there?!"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily as he retreated.

Next, he witnessed a scene that filled him with terror.

Before the bones of Huo Jingyu, a figure slowly stood up, right hand holding a spear.

The spear faintly glowed with a chilling light in the darkness, making everyone’s hearts tremble.

The remaining sixteen people all stepped back in fear.

As tomb raiders, they had encountered no fewer supernatural events than those who specialized in dealing with such matters.

One misstep could lead to utter doom.

Not long ago, they had suffered a paranormal mishap and had narrowly escaped with a loss of five men.

But this was the tomb of Huo Jingyu!

With such a heroic spirit present, what other spiritual bodies would dare act so boldly?

Could it be...

"Boss! The Shen Wei Spear!" the younger man cried out in terror, "It... it couldn’t be Huo Jingyu, could it?!"

"Nonsense!" the middle-aged man scoffed, "Huo Jingyu died three hundred years ago. Do you mean to say it’s his ghost?!"

Though he spoke thus, the middle-aged man’s back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He could only see the figure holding the spear in the darkness, but he couldn’t make out the face, nor even discern the person’s gender.

But whether it was the spirit of Huo Jingyu or not, this kind of situation was certainly beyond their capacity to resolve.

Flee!

They must flee!

With no more thoughts of tomb robbing, the middle-aged man threw away his tools and scrambled out of the cave, tumbling as he went.

Seeing him flee, the other robbers scattered like birds, all desperately running out.

But Ye Wanlan wouldn’t give them that chance.

She remained stationary with just the broken spear, not moving forward, and instead continued to demonstrate her spear technique.

Divine Strategy Spear Technique, Sweeping Thousands of Troops!

"Boom!"

A blast of hot air erupted at the end of the cave, the ground churned, and a gale roared.

"Ahh—!!!"

A chorus of screams rang out, and the dozen tomb robbers had no chance to resist, all falling to the ground one after another.

Their lower bodies were bound by the earth, and they then passed out from the pain.

Ye Wanlan’s current level of Inner Strength was naturally far from what it had been at Huo Jingyu’s prime.

While this move Sweeping Thousands of Troops could not kill thousands of men in one strike as it had in the past, dealing with these dozen robbers was more than easy.

Such a commotion naturally did not go unnoticed by the archaeological staff and the Huo Family.

Professor Foo and Professor Xue, who were staying nearby, were the first to arrive.

Seeing the sixteen robbers trapped in the earth, they were stunned.

Was this... digging their own graves?

But the professors quickly collected themselves, and Professor Foo shouted, "To dare to rob even Marshal Huo’s tomb, arrest them all!"

The Huo Family, following closely, was furious as well.

To rob Huo Jingyu’s tomb right under their noses was to have a death wish!

However, when the Huo Family saw the condition of the robbers and the marks on the ground, they too were struck speechless.

Patriarch Huo’s lips trembled, "Gr, Great Elder, is this...?"

"Divine Strategy Spear Technique—" the Grand Elder of the Huo Family trembled violently, "Swe, Sweeping Thousands of Troops!"

Sweeping Thousands of Troops was also Huo Jingyu’s signature move.

The reputation of one man standing against thousands came from this technique.

But after Huo Jingyu passed, "Sweeping Thousands of Troops" was lost, only imaginable through descriptions in ancient texts.

And now?

The Grand Elder of the Huo Family lifted his robes and knelt down, bowing three times before speaking excitedly, "Could it be that Marshal Huo has shown his spirit, personally teaching those who sought to trespass his domain a lesson?"

Behind him, both Patriarch Huo and the other elders knelt in disbelief.

Apart from Huo Jingyu’s spirit manifesting, there seemed to be no other explanation.

After all, Sweeping Thousands of Troops was a move known only to Huo Jingyu.

Coming around from another path, Ye Wanlan saw the entire Huo Family kneeling in homage.

She lifted her chin, "Professor Xue, what are they..."

Offering sacrifices to the Heavenly Gods at this late hour?

"Wanlan, you scared me to death," Professor Xue said, patting his chest, "Where did you go? A group of tomb robbers came just now, but fortunately, Marshal Huo’s spirit appeared and stopped them."

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow.

Marshal Huo’s spirit manifesting, indeed, was a good excuse.

"Where did you go so late?" Professor Xue asked urgently, "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine," Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "I just went out for a walk, looking for some inspiration, seeing if I could repair this Shen Wei Spear."

At any cost.

If it were possible to bring back Huo Jingyu like Xie Linyuan, then any expense would be worth it.

**

The next morning at the Yunjing Lin Family.

A young man was reporting recent news, "Miss Shiyuan, the higher-ups of the Huo Family are now all at the Southern Frontier, they wish to retrieve the Shen Wei Spear, but unfortunately, they have not succeeded."

"Divine Weapons have spirits, it’s normal that they can’t be brought back," Lin Shiyuan said while plucking the strings of her Secluded Zither, "Continue."

"Lin Weilan’s health is getting worse by the day. According to our people’s estimates, even with the help of a Peerless Divine Doctor, she definitely won’t make it through the year," the young man bowed deeply, very respectfully, "So according to our plan, the return of the Secluded Zither can finally be scheduled."

"She’s quite formidable to have lasted this long," Lin Shiyuan said indifferently, "No wonder she was called one of the Twin Stars of the family forty years ago."

"In terms of talent, even at Lin Weilan’s peak, she couldn’t compare to you, Miss," the young man smiled, "Even the Supreme Elder said you are much stronger than her."

More than forty years ago, the current Supreme Elder and Lin Weilan were known as the Twin Stars of the Yunjing Lin Family, the most hopeful to lead the Lin Family to restore the glory of the Heavenly Sound Sect.

Unfortunately, Lin Weilan ultimately became a family traitor!

"I’ve always believed in a principle: There is always someone better out there, and there’s always a higher sky," Lin Shiyuan said noncommittally, "One must never judge a person just by appearances. Even when a lion fights a rabbit, it must use all its strength, otherwise, you’ll never know how you died."

"Yes, what Miss Shiyuan says is true," the young man agreed, "There’s another matter, I’m not sure if it’s important, but I await your decision."

Lin Shiyuan said, "Speak."

"It’s quite a coincidence that this time Marshal Huo’s remains and Shen Wei Spear were discovered by Lin Weilan’s granddaughter."

"Who?"

"Ye Wanlan, this outsider," the young man said, "The Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeology Center is quite partial to her, even coming into conflict with the Huo Family for her."

Lin Shiyuan pondered for a moment, "I’m aware of the matter, you may leave."

"Yes."

The young man departed, leaving Lin Shiyuan to continue playing her zither.

**

At this moment, at the Southern Frontier.

Because of the previous night’s event, the Huo Family became even more convinced that, although Huo Jingyu’s body had become bones, his heroic spirit was still present.

They decided to stay in the Southern Frontier a while longer, hoping that perhaps they might receive guidance from Huo Jingyu.

"Miss Ye has done a great service this time," the Grand Elder of the Huo Family stroked his beard, still hardly able to contain his excitement, "Our Huo Family, should properly thank Miss Ye."

"Grand Elder, you flatter me. What I did, I did not do for the Huo Family, but for Shenzhou," Ye Wanlan said calmly, "Nevertheless, if Marshal Huo’s spirit really does return, seeing the Huo Family as it is today, what would he think?"

The Grand Elder of the Huo Family trembled fiercely, he opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the ringing of a cell phone.

Ye Wanlan answered the call, "Qinqin?"

Lin Qin’s voice came through, quivering with sobs, "Cousin, Grandma... Grandma might not make it much longer."