Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 467 Sister Lan’s Ruthlessness, Finally Face to Face [1 More]

Chapter 467: 467 Sister Lan’s Ruthlessness, Finally Face to Face [1 More]

Although after turning into a Gu person, all bodily functions stopped changing and growing, this did not mean that a Gu person’s cultivation would also come to a standstill.

Ye Wanlan judged from the words described by the tomb-robbing youth that Shui Yunqing’s cultivation was even more formidable than before.

With three hundred years of deep cultivation reaching the Ultimate Realm, it was no wonder he was mistaken for a ghost by the tomb-robbing youth.

Su Xueqing gasped, her expression becoming excited, "That means, our ancestor is truly still alive! Then, the succession of Taiyi Palace might finally be saved!"

"Xueqing, you have read many books in the Su Family’s Scripture Pavilion," Ye Wanlan looked at her, "Do you still remember what a Gu person is?"

Su Xueqing caught on immediately, her fists suddenly clenched tight, "Could it be... could it be that our ancestor has turned himself into a Gu person?"

It was true.

Even if the martial arts of Shenzhou were extremely superior, mortals ultimately possessed mortal bodies, and even the most powerful martial arts could not defy the natural laws.

Being alive for three hundred years certainly meant employing some greatly damaging forbidden techniques.

"Yes, we will enter the mountain now," Ye Wanlan looked up, softly saying, "We must find Palace Master Yun Qing as soon as possible, otherwise if the news leaks, people with intentions might enter Shenzhou, and Palace Master Yun Qing will be in great danger."

Su Xueqing nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Due to the incident with the tomb-robbing youth, the Taiyi Palace Ruins Park had also been temporarily closed and tourists were not allowed inside.

Yan Tingfeng stood by the lake, silently observing the Medicine King Valley, which no longer had its original green mountains and clear waters, and held his breath.

"Brother Yan, are you thinking of the so-called ’female ghost’ in Medicine King Valley?" Rong Qi asked, "Xing Yue said that Shenzhou is not like Wanta Country, there are definitely no such things, it must be that the tomb robber had a guilty conscience to have encountered a ghost."

"There are many things I have never mentioned to anyone," Yan Tingfeng closed his eyes and spoke faintly, "On one hand, it’s inconvenient to expose my identity and cause unnecessary trouble, and on the other, I am unwilling."

Rong Qi was startled, then changed his term of address and whispered softly, "Tower Master?"

Yan Tingfeng suddenly smiled: "I should have died long ago."

Three hundred years ago, with the help of the Great Purity Sect Leader Rong Shi, the Penglai Saintess Yue Zheng, and Beiming Cult Leader Xing Yun, he had served as the formation himself, harnessing the power of Heaven and Earth, causing the Heavenly Moat to cover the Shenzhou Land Continent, expelling the enemies so they could no longer step into Shenzhou.

He had no intentions of surviving.

For him, this great battle had buried everything he had and truly, there wasn’t much for him to cling to.

Three hundred years later, when he awoke and discovered he was still alive, he was momentarily at a loss.

At that time, the Supreme Elder of the Rong family saw him open his eyes, immediately came forward to kneel, stating this was a secret not passed outside the Rong family, only known to each generation’s Supreme Elder.

Yan Tingfeng then knew that the Death Parasite had protected his heart channels and spirit, preventing him from being torn apart by the force of Heaven and Earth.

And Rong Shi, in the last moment, had saved his body and had him encased in an ice coffin.

But Rong Shi himself, due to frequently prying into the secrets of fate, did not have a long life left; he could not wait for the Tower Master of Highest Heaven to awaken, so he informed the only person he trusted—

No matter how many generations the Rong family passed through, they must protect the person in the ice coffin, waiting for the moment the Tower Master of Highest Heaven awoke.

This was the lifeline Rong Shi left for the Shenzhou Land Continent, and it also exhausted Rong Shi’s last bit of vitality.

The stunningly talented Sect Leader of the Great Purity Sect died at the age of twenty-four.

Yan Tingfeng ultimately survived, and only because his life was not his alone, but also carried the hopes of countless others.

And he would never forget the day when he saved Shui Yunqing but couldn’t retain her fading vitality.

At that time, Shui Yunqing, using all her strength to grip his hand, smiled and said, "Please, Tower Master, turn me into a Gu person, then I can guard Shenzhou forever and ever."

In this life, he had heard no other words that resonated more deeply with his soul.

He certainly knew what a Gu person was; he had personally killed a few who had completely lost their senses and caused chaos in Jianghu.

Once one became a Gu person, it meant giving up life and death, because the soul of a Gu person would also be forever trapped inside the body.

Compared to this moment, death was actually the easiest thing.

Shui Yunqing had no obligation to do this, but in her heart, Shenzhou was greater than anything else; she was willing to sacrifice.

Rong Qi was greatly moved: "Does that mean the Tower Master believes that what they call the ’female ghost’ in Medicine King Valley could possibly be Palace Master Yun Qing?!"

"If nothing unexpected, that is certainly her," Yan Tingfeng murmured, "But since she does not show herself, we surely cannot find her."

The reason the tomb-robbing youth encountered Shui Yunqing yesterday was because Shui Yunqing had sensed the threat of the tomb-robbing youth and thus manifested herself to actively repel him.

A Gu person has no consciousness, only a set of actions based on instinct.

Any tomb robber who harmed the interests of Shenzhou must be eliminated.

Rong Qi understood: "So the Tower Master intends..."

"To naturally find the Water Palace Master," Yan Tingfeng looked down, his voice faint, "Though she has become a Gu person, in my heart, she is a saint."

Rong Qi was shaken.

Jianghu Sects in the history books are ultimately recorded far too scantily, and the deeds of Shui Yunqing might never be known by the world, yet she remained resolute without regrets.

And of the unsung heroes not recorded in the history books, how many are there?

"Let’s enter the mountain immediately," Yan Tingfeng looked up, "I must trouble you with today’s matters."

"The Tower Master overestimates me; I feel guilt in my heart," Rong Qi gave a slight, bitter smile. "As the Tower Master said, Palace Master Yun Qing’s merits are too profound; I’m afraid I cannot determine where she is exactly."

"I understand, but with you here, we will certainly resolve many issues," Yan Tingfeng smiled again. "Do not belittle yourself; you are also among the Dragon and Phoenix of this generation. There is no need to compare yourself with Rong Shi and the others."

Rong Qi paused and rarely showed a faint smile: "I will follow the Tower Master’s advice."

The two quickly entered Medicine King Valley, where a faint mist wound through the valley, visibility under ten meters to the naked eye.

"Master," Rong Qi carefully surveyed their surroundings, "This place shares many similarities with Yan Mountain and Mount Penglai. Once we entered, all signals from communication devices were blocked, and compasses and all other direction-finding tools have ceased functioning."

"Mm, It is indeed the magnetic field," Yan Tingfeng spoke lightly. "King of Yan guarded Yan Mountain, Penglai Saintess defended Mount Penglai; after their departures, these places turned out this way to prevent foreign enemies from invading."

Medicine King Valley was vast, but it had also been thoroughly destroyed.

The enemies knew too well that healers and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Medicine possessed a strong power capable of influencing the battlefield; thus, they set fire and razed Medicine King Valley to the ground.

In recent years, tree planting personnel had planted many trees in the valley, finally restoring some vitality, but those medicinal materials could no longer continue to grow.

Yan Tingfeng’s expression was frigid, and his eyes sparked with intense hostility.

At least, before his revenge was accomplished, he would certainly continue to live properly.

**

The forest was shadowy, occasional sunlight landing on the ground.

Everything was very quiet, so quiet one could hear their own heartbeat and breathing.

"Ah Lan, where do you think our ancestor might be?" Su Xueqing cautiously asked, "Will she come out to meet us?"

"I do not know," Ye Wanlan paused for a moment, "But if she does not come out, I will find a way to meet her."

Su Xueqing whispered softly, "Since I was young, I have greatly admired my ancestor, but I never imagined she would abandon everything to become a Gu Person."

She asked herself; she couldn’t do it.

Ye Wanlan laughed lightly, "Perhaps there are many things that we still do not know."

"However, there is one thing I am also very curious about," Su Xueqing frowned, "The books say that you must be at the final moment of life to successfully transition into a Gu Person, so who transformed our ancestor into a Gu Person?"

Ye Wanlan did not answer; she found the mark left by the Tomb Robber and continued searching forward.

However, they searched until dark, and neither found any signs of people passing.

"It seems we indeed cannot find our ancestor today," Su Xueqing, disheartened, said, "Ah Lan, let’s go back and come again early tomorrow."

Ye Wanlan then asked, "Xueqing, did you bring the needle?"

"I did," Su Xueqing was startled, "What do you need me to do, Ah Lan?"

"Good that you did." Ye Wanlan flipped her wrist, and a dagger appeared in her palm.

She didn’t hesitate at all, slashing a knife into her own shoulder.

One cut, two holes!

Blood burst forth instantly, yet Ye Wanlan’s expression remained calm, showing no fluctuations.

Su Xueqing’s expression was shocked, "Ah Lan?!"

She was horrified by Ye Wanlan’s action but also immediately understood her intention.

With this injury, to seek a meeting with Shui Yunqing.

The Ye Wanlan she knew was always composed and elegant—how could she be so ruthless to herself?

Yet, the night remained eerily silent with no response.

Ye Wanlan, with indifferent eyes, made another cut, and more blood flowed.

"Ah Lan, stop!" Su Xueqing was frantic, pulling out a Silver Needle ready to stop bleeding, "This way, you will die here."

"I’m not dead yet; I’m not afraid," Ye Wanlan slightly shook her head, "I can hold on."

She lifted the dagger again.

Su Xueqing was already desperately anxious; if this next cut really went down, it would hit a vital spot. Even if she provided emergency treatment immediately, it would leave lingering ailments.

As the dagger was about to sink into the flesh—

"Ah Lan!"

"Shoop!"

A hand suddenly grabbed Ye Wanlan’s wrist!