Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 425 Quick Kill! All Group Members are Big Bosses [1 More Update]

Chapter 425: 425 Quick Kill! All Group Members are Big Bosses [1 More Update]

Four young girls had barged in, their chests marked as common disciples.

The ranking system of the Five Great Families was always strict, with core disciples being the most important, followed by direct lineage descendants, and then common disciples.

For a common disciple to become a core disciple was incredibly difficult; out of a hundred, at most only one would succeed.

Yet, on her return, Lin Qin had been treated as a direct lineage descendant, with her own separate courtyard, which greatly displeased them.

According to the Lin Family’s clan rules, those who had split from the family and returned must start as common disciples unless they could pass various assessments to qualify as core disciples.

"Are you Lin Qin?" the leading girl sized up Lin Qin, "From the Jiangcheng Lin Family? I heard that it was your grandmother’s generation that was expelled from the main family."

Of course, a common disciple wouldn’t know the name Lin Weilan, nor would they know that Lin Qin’s grandmother in the last century had been known as one of the "Twin Stars" alongside the Lin Family Supreme Elder, Lin Zhushuang.

Because most who successfully returned to the main family from a branch ultimately led unremarkable lives.

The initial requirements to train in the Heavenly Music Method were very strict, exclusive only to females.

And reaching the highest realm of cultivation required not only innate talent but also a certain amount of luck.

Lin Shiyuan was praised as a rare genius in the Lin Family for a century because her talent, physique, and luck were all top-notch, unmatched by anyone.

Seeing the four, Lin Qin’s expression turned stern, recalling the words Ye Wanlan had once cautioned her with.

She lowered her head to look at the shattered phone on the ground, her eyes gradually turning cold.

The Lin Family was indeed a den of dragons and tigers; once deeply involved, one would encounter many who would stand in their way.

"Qinqin," at that moment, a clear voice came from Lin Qin’s earpiece, "It’s okay if the phone is broken, you can buy another one later."

Lin Qin had gone to the Lin Family amid numerous crises, so her cousin naturally equipped her with the best gear.

The last time she went to the Global Center, Kristin Constantine, the President of the World Bank, had given her plenty of things.

She had more than a dozen of these mini communication devices so, even if Lin Qin’s phone was destroyed, their communication would still be ensured; she hadn’t expected it would come in handy tonight.

Lin Qin’s tense expression relaxed a bit and she replied in a very low voice, "Cousin."

"I guess correctly; at this time, someone from the Lin Family would definitely come to cause you trouble," Ye Wanlan said calmly, "But don’t worry, it will only be common disciples."

Lin Qin had not yet entered the circle of core disciples, and posed no threat to them. The position of the direct lineage descendants was stable; they would not show malice towards Lin Qin on the very first night.

"Hmm," Lin Qin glanced around, "There are four of them, all common disciples. Cousin, do I need to play ’Midnight Song’?"

Ye Wanlan chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, just do as I said."

It wasn’t necessary to use the zither piece "Midnight Song" to deal with this group of minions from the Lin Family.

"Stop looking around, no one will come to help you," the girl flexed her wrists disdainfully, "Coming to the main family yet not knowing the rules of survival here, you truly are pitiful."

Saying so, she twisted the vertical flute in her hands, "But it’s okay, I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of Miss Shiyuan first!"

"Lingling—"

The sound of the flute began, like the tinkling of spring water, babbling and melodious.

This wasn’t a complete piece, but merely a short segment.

Common disciples had poorer talent and weaker inner strength; they lacked the ability to play a full piece.

Moreover, common disciples also couldn’t use the Heavenly Music Method for a quick attack.

In other words, the first few notes were no different from ordinary classical music, which was also when the player was most vulnerable.

Ye Wanlan’s eyes were serene: "Qinqin, no need to counterattack, just get close and dodge her flute."

She had been trained in the Heavenly Music Method and knew well the greatest weakness of the Musician of Heavenly Sound—

Physically defenseless.

None of the four young girls had expected that Lin Qin wouldn’t play the zither or compete using the Heavenly Music Method.

Instead, she charged forward explosively!

"Bang!"

Then followed an elbow strike, smashing fiercely into the young girl’s abdomen.

Ye Wanlan had taught Lin Qin the most straightforward and brutal killing techniques; every move was devoid of frivolity but targeted vital points directly!

"Puh—"

The girl’s vision darkened, as a gush of vibrant fresh blood sprayed out.

The vertical flute in her hand also fell into Lin Qin’s grasp.

This scene stunned the other three girls; they had all forgotten—

Ye Wanlan scoffed coldly, "Who told you that to defeat you, I’d need to use the Heavenly Music Method?"

Everything in the world had its counter; martial arts were no different.

Whether it was the Divine Strategy Spear Technique or the Heavenly Movements Nine Swords, both were highly effective against the Heavenly Music Method.

Thus, while Lin Weilan taught Lin Qin the Heavenly Music Method, she also had Lin Qin train with Lin Wenli to strengthen her body.

This way, Lin Qin would no longer have any weaknesses.

"Lin Qin, you, you..." The last girl couldn’t catch her breath and fainted.

Four people lay on the ground, their breaths weak.

"Cousin, what should we do now?" Lin Qin hesitated for a moment, "Should I bury them?"

It was her first real combat, and she hadn’t expected to wield such great power.

"No, don’t bury them yet." Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "You need to blow this matter up, make sure everyone knows that this is not an inconsequential affair."

Lin Qin thought for a moment and then understood, "I understand, cousin."

After the call ended, Lin Qin pinched herself hard, until tears appeared in her eyes.

She then cut several slits in her clothes with a knife and rushed out of the room to find Lin Nanzhu.

In the presence of three Offerants and the Elders Council, Lin Qin shouted, "Senior Nanzhu, the people of our main family are truly despicable. They sneaked into my room in the middle of the night while I was sleeping. Can’t our great family even ensure my safety?"

The hall fell silent.

Clearly, the senior members of the Lin Family were stunned.

Such events were quite common in the Lin Family.

Every year, when it was time to compete for the quota of core disciples, each district would end up carting out numerous bodies in the morning.

Survival of the fittest.

This was the unchanging iron rule.

Losing meant only that you had to suffer in silence without complaint.

Never had anyone, like Lin Qin, brought such matters into the open.

Lin Nanzhu was the first to recover, her expression kind as she asked, "Qinqin, are you all right? Where are those who ambushed you?"

"They’re all in my courtyard," Lin Qin sobbed intermittently, "Senior Nanzhu, are all people in our main family like this?"

"Of course not." Lin Nanzhu also felt a headache coming on, "Someone, take all those who ambushed Qinqin away. Deal with them according to our family rules!"

Lin Qin continued to feign crying, wiping her eyes as she returned to her room.

Once she closed the door, she regained her calm demeanor.

Lin Zhushuang’s face was livid with anger.

Four ordinary disciples were nothing in her eyes, but to have Lin Qin handle it so impressively, she couldn’t swallow her frustration.

Someone had already gone to report the incident to Lin Shiyuan.

A youth complained, "Miss Shiyuan, this Lin Qin is too useless, always just crying and bawling."

"No, she’s acting." Lin Shiyuan put down her teacup and spoke in a neither hot nor cold manner, "Someone is teaching her."

The youth was startled, "Miss Shiyuan, could it be that she and the person behind her are thinking of replacing you?"

As soon as these words came out, he smacked himself hard, "Miss Shiyuan, this subordinate was out of line, please punish me."

As if a Lin Qin, even ten Lin Qins together, could compare to a single finger of Lin Shiyuan.

All the resources of the Lin Family were focused on Lin Shiyuan, and she was also the revered figure among her generation.

How could Lin Qin compare?

"It’s fine." Lin Shiyuan didn’t get angry but simply smiled, "Because you’re not wrong."

The youth’s pupils dilated suddenly.

"Lin Qin must be aware of the conflict between Lin Weilan and our main family, yet she still agreed to return..." Lin Shiyuan pondered for a moment and then firmly stated, "It seems she has other motives."

The youth was utterly baffled and bowed respectfully, "Please enlighten me, Miss Shiyuan."

"The Sun and Moon Ruyi Zither." Lin Shiyuan slowly pronounced this name, "There’s a seventy percent chance that someone is directing Lin Qin to find the location of the Sun and Moon Ruyi Zither."

Hearing this, the youth was shocked.

When Lin Shiyuan mentioned "seventy percent," it was almost as good as being one hundred percent certain.

The youth blurted out, "Miss Shiyuan, then..."

"Don’t worry, the Sun and Moon Ruyi Zither is not something that just anyone can find," Lin Shiyuan said indifferently, "I will be attending tomorrow’s assessment."

She wanted to see what tactics Lin Qin’s backers had.

**

At the Lin Family Old House.

After listening to Lin Qin’s account, Ye Wanlan laughed, "Don’t worry about tomorrow’s assessment, play the ’Midnight Song’, and secure your status."

The "Midnight Song" was one of the top ten ancient Zither tunes and a representational piece in the Heavenly Music Method for overcoming toughness with softness.

Exiting the call screen, Ye Wanlan opened a chat group.

[YN]: Does anyone know someone from the Valianjing Family?

As soon as this message was sent, a long-inactive gray icon suddenly turned colorful.