Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 418 Heavenly Music Method, Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods! [2 more - s]

Chapter 418: 418 Heavenly Music Method, Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods! [2 more Chapters]

"Lin Weilan?!" the Female Guard Captain exclaimed in shock.

She felt the pain in her throat and had difficulty breathing for a moment, but she quickly recovered and swiftly twisted Lin Weilan’s wrist while retreating.

"Mom?!" Lin Woyu was first delighted, then became nervous, "Mom, how did you come from the hospital so soon? Please rest, I’ve already called the bodyguards."

But Lin Weilan simply waved her hand and then turned back, lifting up her hand.

"Humming—"

The air vibrated, and a powerful Inner Strength pulled the Secluded Zither from the hands of the Female Guard Captain, returning it to Lin Weilan’s embrace.

"!"

This scene changed the Female Guard Captain’s complexion.

According to Lin Shiyuan’s estimation, by this time Lin Weilan should have already become a corpse. How could she still stand here alive and well?!

Could it be that a reclusive Divine Doctor forcibly prolonged Lin Weilan’s life?

"Lin Weilan, forty-seven years ago, you stole the Secluded Zither, a treasure of the Lin Family, and left Yunjing. The Supreme Elder, out of old affection, did not kill you, allowing you to live for so long!" Holding her injured right arm, the Female Guard Captain’s voice was chilling, "Now you do not appreciate this grace and insist on going your own way. Do you really intend to oppose the Main House to the end?!"

"The Main House?" A cool voice resounded, "Does the Main House truly carry on the legacy of the Heavenly Sound Sect? Why has it deviated so far from the initial intentions of building the sect?"

The Female Guard Captain burst into rage: "Who speaks such madness?!"

"Grandma, you moved too quickly." Ye Wanlan didn’t pay attention to the Female Guard Captain but said softly, "Let me handle this... You should have a good talk with Qinqin Auntie and Uncle."

Her fingers gripped tightly then relaxed, obviously at the end of her patience.

No one knew better than she the condition of Lin Weilan’s body at this moment.

Indeed, things had reached the final moment and were irretrievable.

She was powerless.

"Ah Lan, stand behind me," Lin Weilan spoke, "With your current Inner Strength, you are not powerful enough to easily defeat this person. There’s no need to waste your strength now. There are still many things waiting for you. You can’t fall."

Hearing this, the Female Guard Captain let out a cold laugh: "Lin Weilan, you are so kind to someone who is not your blood relative. Too bad your granddaughter lacks such awareness."

"I haven’t played the Zither for you all along, and Qinqin always says she can’t see my father." Lin Weilan gently stroked the strings of the Zither, "Before I depart, I must leave behind something. Qinqin, watch closely. This is the true Heavenly Music Method."

"Twang!"

The sound of the Zither instantly burst forth, and the air even seemed to explode with the sound.

It began with just a few short notes, but with a powerful bursting sensation that made one’s eardrums tremble.

The Female Guard Captain’s expression changed once more, as she evidently recognized this piece: "Lin Weilan, you are courting death!"

One of the ten great Zither masterpieces of Shenzhou—"Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods"!

The lethality of "Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods" was second only to that of "Battle-Breaking Music" and "Water Dragon’s Chant".

But everything has two sides.

Higher lethality means greater consumption of Inner Strength and vital essence.

The Female Guard Captain quickly took out the Bamboo Flute she carried and started to play, engaging in a duel with Lin Weilan.

No matter how profound her Inner Strength was, she was still forced back by Lin Weilan.

With each segment Lin Weilan played, her complexion grew paler.

Yet, she still played.

Wherever the sound of the Zither reached, the Lin Family Guards could not advance a step but could only scream in agony.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions went on and on. The Female Guard Captain’s defense was thoroughly shattered, and she was sent flying backward, with her organs being torn apart in an instant.

"Twang—"

At the same time, the last note of the Zither sounded, and the piece "Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods" finally concluded.

Lin Weilan ceased playing, her face now pale as paper.

"Lin... Lin Weilan, you... you’re at your last gasp," the Female Guard Captain’s mouth was bleeding continuously, "What if you’ve killed me? I’m just one among many of the Lin Family guard team, heh... You want to protect them, but you can’t! Opposing the Main House, you..."

She couldn’t finish her sentence—the Female Guard Captain had already breathed her last.

Her eyes wide open in death, her face filled with unwillingness.

This one "Sacrifice to the Heavenly Gods" directly annihilated this team of Guards sent by the Lin Family Main House.

Lin Weilan, truly worthy of being one of Yunjing Lin Family’s "Twin Stars" of yesteryear.

"Puh—" Lin Weilan spat out three mouthfuls of blood. This time she didn’t pass out but instead swayed and collapsed.

"Grandmother!" Lin Qin, disregarding her injuries, hurried to support her, "Grandmother, you... you’re bleeding."

"Qinqin, don’t cry," Lin Weilan spoke with a smile, "Grandma has lived long enough, and clearing these obstacles for you all at the end makes it all worthwhile."

She knew well that life and death could no longer be reversed, but being able to intimidate the Lin Family before her death was enough.

Lin Qin sobbed breathlessly: "Grandma, you... you haven’t seen me perfect the Heavenly Music Method yet."

"You’ve been laying the foundation for over a decade. From here on, your progress will only be faster." Lin Weilan’s face, though pale, wore a deeper smile, "Grandma has one last gift to give you."

She extended her hand and passed all her remaining Inner Strength to Lin Qin, in a very gentle way.

This manner wouldn’t harm Lin Qin, but instead, it would allow her to absorb the new Inner Strength more quickly.

However, this was extremely damaging to Lin Weilan. Her mouth was filled with blood foam.

Lin Qin could feel the warm flow in her Dantian, but she was too distressed to care, crying even more intensely: "Grandma, I... I understand now, I understand all your painstaking efforts, I don’t want power, I just wish you could stay with me more..."

She had often complained to Lin Woyu about Lin Weilan, who had been nurtured by the Main House but didn’t personally teach her the Zither, opting instead for various masters to lay her foundation.

Only now did she realize that Lin Weilan didn’t want her to come into contact with the darkness from the Main House, and wanted her to lay her foundation well for a better practice of the Heavenly Music Method, to avoid premature backlash.

And in her final moment, Lin Weilan gave her everything that was left.

She understood, but it was too late.

"Ah Lan, life... is too long," Lin Weilan gently patted Ye Wanlan’s hand and slowly closed her eyes, "Grandma will go first. It’s just right, down there I’ll tell them that today’s Shenzhou is really very good, and you also..."

"Bang."

That hand, halfway to the ground, lost strength and fell heavily, landing in Ye Wanlan’s palm.

"Grandmother!" Lin Qin cried almost to the point of fainting, "Grandmother!"

Ye Wanlan stared blankly at the hand full of wrinkles and scars. Her eyes blinked, unable to shed another tear.

Quietly holding Lin Weilan, she seemed like a sculpture, not hearing the sounds around her, nor seeing the people beside her.

"..."

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

"Little Junior Sister?" Xie Linyuan’s eyebrows showed concern, "Little Junior Sister, are you all right?"

Ye Wanlan’s current state only elicited a chilling feeling in him.

He knew Ye Wanlan had viewed several historical retrospects through antique pieces.

Each segment was extremely cruel to her, a torment that "cut her to the core" was an understatement.

To later generations, these were events from three hundred years ago, becoming nothing but cold text in history books.

But, to Ye Wanlan, they were separations and farewells she had to endure continuously within a few months. She was powerless to do anything but watch.

Now, Lin Weilan’s departure was another painful blow to her, like salt on a wound.

If it were him, he might not have been able to withstand the mental strain and would have already collapsed.

Yan Tingfeng stepped forward, crouched next to Ye Wanlan, placing his hand over hers as he spoke softly, "Xiao Wan..."

As if finally noticing the people around her, Ye Wanlan looked up, and after a long moment, her hoarse voice said: "Thank you. If it wasn’t for the medicine you found in time, Grandma wouldn’t have been able to hold on till now."

Lin Weilan’s ability to wake up twice was thanks to Yan Tingfeng’s help.

At least in the end, Lin Weilan died without regrets.

Ye Wanlan lowered her head, her forehead touching Lin Weilan’s cold cheek, and whispered, "Grandma, let’s go home."

The Lin Family Main House, Lin Zhushuang, the Elders Council... all that was left undone, all was left to her.

**

At this very moment, Harbor City, the Kang Family.

The news of Lin Weilan’s passing reached Harbor City immediately.

Old Master Kang paused for a while when he received the report from Steward Kang, and after a moment, murmured: "She was seriously ill in the morning, and then she was gone by evening, so fast..."

"This Old Madam Lin, she was truly a remarkable woman," Old Madam Kang nodded, "But with her death, the Jiangcheng Lin Family has truly become a loose sand."

Old Master Kang agreed: "Now is a good opportunity to bring Ye Wanlan back. We have every reason to do so. With Lin Jiayan missing, there is a 90% chance she is dead. Who else can Ye Wanlan follow if not her mother?"

"I was thinking the same," Old Madam Kang inquired, "What about Mufeng?"

Steward Kang hesitated before speaking: "The Sir and the Madam returned from Jiangcheng last year and soon departed again. They haven’t come back since."

"Not again!" Old Madam Kang slammed the table angrily, "Ever since Mufeng married that Zhu Qingxian, he’s never home, always running off somewhere. Tell me, what could they possibly be so busy with?"

Old Master Kang looked no less displeased.

"Master, Madam, when the Sir and Madam returned last year, the Sir had suffered serious injuries, and the Madam also had wounds," Steward Kang pondered, tentatively speaking, "Could it be they’re engaged in some secret mission?"

"What secret mission requires their involvement?" Old Madam Kang said coldly, "Just look at Zhu Qingxian, what can she do? Nothing but a vase!"

Zhu Qingxian appeared gentle and weak, neither academic nor martial. It would be farcical to suggest she could participate in any secret mission.

"Enough," Old Master Kang motioned with his hand, "let’s head to Jiangcheng first and bring the person back."

The timing of Lin Weilan’s death was just too perfect for them!

If they wanted to take Ye Wanlan away, who else could possibly stop them?