Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 436 Sister Lan called a bunch of bosses to back her up! [2 more]

Chapter 436: 436 Sister Lan called a bunch of bosses to back her up! [2 more]

Lin Qin bowed her head and tuned a few notes before starting the formal play.

"Zheng Zheng—"

This is the most basic zither song—"Washing Sand Stream."

"Washing Sand Stream" is the only song that has no attack and defense power, but it is an excellent healing method using the Five Tones.

The Five Tones can regulate the five visceral organs—metallic sounds enter the lungs, woody sounds enter the liver, watery sounds enter the kidneys, fiery sounds enter the heart, and earthy sounds enter the spleen; it can also alleviate fatigue and calm the mind.

Not only that, "Washing Sand Stream" contains almost ninety-nine percent of the Heavenly Sound Finger Technique.

Therefore, this "Washing Sand Stream" is also the song that best tests the basic abilities of the Musician of Heavenly Sound.

Contrary to Lin Zhushuang’s expectations, during the performance, Lin Qin did not make any mistakes; every note was accurately played, and each finger technique was just right.

Even Lin Nanzhu, who was one of the Three Offerings, had the pent-up frustrations in his chest swept away upon hearing Lin Qin’s "Washing Sand Stream."

"Good, worthy of being a junior trained by Weilan," praised Lin Nanzhu, "The playing level of this ’Washing Sand Stream’ is already comparable to that of the core disciples."

"Indeed it is," responded the Great Protector indifferently, "It’s just a pity that compared to Shiyuan, she’s still too far off. If she were to play alongside Shiyuan, I fear she wouldn’t be able to play even a single note."

The Second Offerant also smiled, "Shiyuan’s talent is once in three hundred years. Shiyuan’s aim is Ancestor Fanyin, not just anyone can compare. Although Lin Qin is far from her level, it is sufficient for now."

"Zheng—"

With the last note falling, the performance of "Washing Sand Stream" was completed.

"The basic assessment is passed," Lin Zhushuang spoke, "Next is the combat assessment. You have two hours to prepare, and you will fight against an entire guard team. Be prepared."

Upon hearing this, many in the Lin Family were shocked.

Over the years, not that there haven’t been branch family members who came to the main family and passed the assessment to stay, but there has never been a combat assessment where branch family members were pitted against an entire guard team.

What strength does the Lin Family’s guard team have?

The Female Guard Captain is a Great Internal Power Achiever with both extensive knowledge and profound skill.

Not everyone is Lin Shiyuan, young and on the verge of achieving Great Perfection of Inner Strength.

Lin Qin still showed no emotion, "Yes."

Under watchful eyes, she went aside to rest, her gaze gradually growing colder.

Lin Zhushuang setting an entire guard team as her combat opponent clearly showed he had the intention of crippling or even killing her.

But her cousin had it right; the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity.

She hadn’t avenged Lin Weilan yet; she wouldn’t let Lin Zhushuang have his way this early.

**

"Ding—"

In the Northern Lands, Ye Wanlan received a new message.

[Lin Qin]: Cousin, the combat assessment is about to start, and you guessed right again. Within the rules, Lin Zhushuang has made his move.

After reading it, Ye Wanlan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Sure enough, Lin Zhushuang couldn’t contain himself after Lin Weilan’s death.

[Ye Wanlan]: Mhm, don’t worry, just do as I told you, and you don’t have to be afraid of Lin Zhushuang playing tricks. Rest assured, later our people will be there to watch over you, Qinqin.

After replying, Ye Wanlan sent another message to Xiang Shaoyu.

[Ye Wanlan]: Young Master Shaoyu, I’ll be troubling you with my cousin’s matter.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: Miss Ye, you’re being too polite, this is nothing troublesome. Let me know if there’s anything you need, I’ve already set off and will soon be at the Lin Family. If someone wants to hurt someone else, it won’t be under my watch.

Meanwhile, at the Lin Family.

When there was still more than one hour left of the two hours, Lin Zhushuang suddenly spoke, "Lin Qin, since you’re ready, let’s start."

Lin Shiyuan sat quietly on the side, not speaking.

Whether Lin Qin passed the assessment, lived or died, it was irrelevant to her.

She had no heart or time to care.

If Lin Qin fortunately passed the assessment and survived, then she could consider cultivating her.

On the stage, the guard team had already entered.

Leading them, the Female Guard Captain held a zither, and behind her were twelve guards, each equipped with classical instruments like pipa, sheng, xiao, flute, xun, and others.

Below the stage, people whispered among themselves.

"Has Lin Qin offended the Supreme Elder? With such an arrangement, only Miss Shiyuan and a few core disciples could possibly clear it, right?"

"You see, to be expelled from the main family, one must either lack talent altogether or commit a serious mistake. Since a mistake was made, what’s wrong with teaching them a lesson?"

"I think this Lin Qin, tsk, it’s more bad than good. She might as well kneel and kowtow twice to beg the Supreme Elder for forgiveness. At least that way she could save her life."

Lin Zhushuang’s hearing was exceptionally sharp, and she had overheard all these comments.

She lifted the corners of her mouth in a smile, "Lin Qin, the live combat assessment is about to begin. If you want to back out, now’s the time to say so."

"No need," Lin Qin said indifferently. "Let’s begin."

Lin Zhushuang’s smile vanished, "The live combat assessment, begin!"

If one refuses the path to heaven and insists on breaking through the gates of hell.

Then, she would let Lin Qin have her way!

"Zing! Lingling—"

Several musical notes sounded simultaneously, yet at that moment, an aura rose, managing to suppress those musical notes.

"Today’s Lin Family is so lively, it would be a shame if I did not come by," a voice laced with laughter called out. "I trust no one minds me being an audience member, right?"

With that, Xiang Shaoyu came out from a corridor, flanked by two guards.

Lin Zhushuang was startled, "Shaoyu?"

"It hasn’t started yet, just in time." Xiang Shaoyu nodded. "Where shall I sit?"

"Arrange a seat for Shaoyu," Lin Zhushuang quickly commanded. "People, serve the tea."

The members of the Lin Family too were taken aback.

"Why has Young Master Shaoyu come? Could it be Miss Shiyuan who invited him?"

"Certainly, who else has the clout to make Young Master Shaoyu put aside his affairs and make a special trip to the Lin Family?"

"Young Master Shaoyu is the top heir of Yunjing. Only Miss Shiyuan is a match for him. He has to give face to Miss Shiyuan."

Meanwhile, Steward Lin served the tea.

"What kind of tea is this?" Xiang Shaoyu frowned after taking a sip. "Where did the Lin Family get this from? It’s truly awful to drink."

It paled in comparison to Yan Tingfeng’s tea brewing skills; it made him feel like he was drinking foot bath water.

"Young Master Shaoyu, this..." Steward Lin was taken aback for a moment and instinctively replied, "This was freshly picked recently and was processed using traditional techniques. It certainly isn’t one of those inferior products on the market."

Xiang Shaoyu was not polite, "Then, it must be your traditional tea processing skills that are lacking."

Steward Lin, upon hearing this, was sweating profusely, and dared not utter another word.

To entertain Xiang Shaoyu, the Lin Family naturally brought out their best, and that included the tea leaves.

This particular batch of tea was made by Lin Shiyuan using traditional skills researched from ancient texts, and even the Supreme Elder and the Three Offerants seldom had the chance to enjoy it.

Anyone who had tasted this tea had nothing but praise for it.

How could it become a subpar product with Young Master Shaoyu?

Xiang Shaoyu hummed softly and had his guard hand him a thermos.

He sat there holding the thermos, sipping tea slowly, and whispered a complaint to Yan Tingfeng, "When are you coming back from the Northern Lands? My father snatched away the tea you gave me the other day, and I’m left with only a tiny bit."

"Whenever Xiao Wan returns, that’s when I will," Yan Tingfeng’s cool voice came through the earphone. "If you manage to complete Xiao Wan’s task perfectly, I’ll supply your tea for life."

"It’s a deal, I’m recording this," Xiang Shaoyu’s spirit lifted. "I’m beginning to wonder if your ancestors were also in the tea-making business? How else could you have such skill?"

"No," Yan Tingfeng replied.

"Then what is it?" Xiang Shaoyu was puzzled. "If there’s no heritage, it’s not easy nowadays to master the art of tea-making."

Yan Tingfeng answered at his own pace, "It’s all because of a penchant for fine tastes. Tea made by others is too awful to drink."

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

He chose to remain silent, waiting for the assessment to begin.

Lin Zhushuang spoke up once more, "The live combat assessment, now commen—"

"Hold on!"

Just then, another voice cried out, laced with urgency.

Seeing the life-and-death trial interrupted again, Lin Zhushuang’s face nearly contorted in frustration.

Xiang Shaoyu almost spurted water from his mouth.

He was curious to see how many people Ye Wanlan had swayed to ensure Lin Qin got through today’s assessment with ease.

Fanning himself, Xiang Shaoyu turned his head.