Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 568 The real master returns! [2 updates]

Chapter 568: 568 The real master returns! [2 updates]

Many weapons come into existence, most of which require a blood sacrifice to be wielded by man.

If the slain are the wicked and utterly depraved, then the weapon is righteous.

Otherwise, it becomes an Evil Weapon.

Although the power of an Evil Weapon is great, it is not the path of righteousness after all.

The more people an Evil Weapon kills, the more its master will suffer backlash, until eventually they suffer interrupted meridians and go mad from internal havoc, leading to death.

Seven hundred years ago in Shenzhou, there was an Evil Weapon known as "Blood Fury," which had passed through seventeen masters.

None of those seventeen highly skilled Martial Artists lived past the age of thirty.

Because the Evil Weapon Blood Fury indeed brought great power to Martial Cultivators, countless people coveted it despite the fact that the weapon was deadly to its master.

Finally, the Six Great Sects joined forces to destroy the weapon, putting an end to the bloody turmoil that had lasted for over a century.

Ye Wanlan, being well-versed in the history of Jianghu, naturally knew the terror of an Evil Weapon.

The owner of the voice intended to kill them, to use their blood to feed the Shen Wei Spear, clearly harboring the intention of turning the Shen Wei Spear into a Divine Weapon!

By doing so, he was not only insulting Huo Jingyu, but also forcibly erasing the Spiritual Intelligence of the Shen Wei Spear.

The Shence Army Tiger Tally grew anxious, "Her Royal Highness the Princess, the Shen Wei Spear absolutely must not be taken away!"

"I know," Ye Wanlan wiped the blood from the back of her hand, "Xueqing, step back; the battle to come is not one you can partake in."

"Ah Lan!" Su Xueqing grabbed her hand, her voice strained, "But we don’t even know where the enemy is!"

She could only see the Shen Wei Spear floating in mid-air but couldn’t see the hand holding the spear.

"He’s a Psychic who has abandoned his physical body and exists in a Soul State," Ye Wanlan quickly explained, "Right now, he’s in the form of a soul, which is why you can’t see him—it’s inevitable."

"Soul State?" Su Xueqing was startled, "Does that mean physical attacks can’t harm him at all?"

"Correct," Ye Wanlan lifted her head and locked eyes with an elder whose face was ghastly and without hair, "A Psychic left with only a soul is either at the ultimate pinnacle of Spirit Cultivation, no longer in need of a physical body, solely cultivating the soul to reach a higher realm."

She was eighty percent sure that within the Romanov Family, there must be someone like this.

"But more often, it’s the other possibility," continued Ye Wanlan slowly, "That is, facing a bottleneck with nowhere to turn, they can only abandon the body. But the consequence of forcibly giving up the body is that the soul cannot remain in the world for too long."

The elder’s expression suddenly darkened, "Quite a sharp little girl, you can actually see me?"

Ye Wanlan had struck a nerve; he had indeed been compelled to abandon his body for various reasons.

If he did not find a solution, his soul would completely dissipate from the world in three days.

But fortune favors the bold, and he had remarkably found the Shen Wei Spear!

Four days prior, the elder had already been lurking beside Faluk, although at that time Faluk had not yet repaired the broken spear.

A broken Divine Weapon was no different from scrap metal.

He had not expected to live to see the day Faluk would repair the Shen Wei Spear, yet the casting skill of Faluk was indeed extraordinary, having restored the Shen Wei Spear so quickly.

Now, this Divine Weapon was his!

He intended to turn the Shen Wei Spear into an Evil Weapon, by anchoring his soul to it, he could live on for a prolonged time in the world.

No one could stop him!

As long as he had the Shen Wei Spear consume enough fresh blood, even the Romanov Family would have to fear him henceforth!

The elder’s cold, gloomy gaze circled around Ye Wanlan, "You haven’t opened the Yin Yang Eyes, nor are you a Psychic, so how can you see me? Could it be Shenzhou Taoism Technique?"

In the world, everything has its nemesis, and the ultimate Martial Arts are no exception.

The only Cultivation Technique that could counter a Psychic was the Penglai Magic.

Ye Wanlan slowly clenched her hand.

Unfortunately, she had only been cultivating the Penglai Magic for a year since regaining control of her body.

Whether she could triumph over a Psychic who had forsaken his body, her chances were less than thirty percent.

"Hmph, whether you are one of those Taoists from the Penglai Observatory or not, you cannot stop me today," the elder snorted coldly, "But if you are wise, I may not—"

Before she could utter the remaining words, Ye Wanlan had already made her move.

She didn’t afford the elder any extra time, launching her attack right away.

From her prior observation, she was certain that the elder had at least eighty years of power.

A head-on assault was surely futile; she had to strike covertly.

"Buzz buzz—!"

The space suddenly vibrated intensely, and caught off guard, the elder was hit by Ye Wanlan’s attack, letting out a cry of pain.

A shadow passed over his soul for a moment, but it was brief and quickly disappeared.

Ye Wanlan’s gaze deepened.

Indeed, with her current power, she couldn’t inflict a fatal injury on the elder.

"Damn it!" the elder was enraged, "In all my life, the people I detest the most are you People of Shenzhou, you brat. Today I will satiate the Shen Wei Spear with your blood first!"

Although Su Xueqing couldn’t see the elder, she could see the Shen Wei Spear.

"Clang!"

The Shen Wei Spear let out a resonant clang, its head stabbing towards Ye Wanlan at an incredible speed.

"Ah Lan!"

Ye Wanlan rolled out of the way.

"Boom!"

The Shen Wei Spear smashed into the ground, which concaved instantaneously.

"That indeed is a Divine Weapon!" Excitement flickered in the elder’s eyes, "Even newly repaired, it possesses such might; in the future, it will only grow stronger!"

However, wielding the Divine Weapon also greatly exhausted his Soul Power.

This Divine Weapon was truly not something an ordinary person could wield.

Therefore, he was even more determined to turn the Shen Wei Spear into an Evil Weapon, to control at his whim!

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!" the Shence Army Tiger Tally exclaimed, "Her Royal Highness, are you alright?"

Ye Wanlan stood sideways, blood dripping from her fingertips. She looked indifferently at the agitated elder, "You only recently left your physical body, haven’t you?"

"So what if I have?" replied the elder with disdain, "You should be grateful that you met me in my current state, reduced to only a soul. Otherwise, if I were in my prime, you would have already been dead!"

"Whoosh!"

The Shen Wei Spear charged again, aiming directly at Ye Wanlan’s left shoulder.

"Ah Lan!" Su Xueqing cried out.

But the gusts from the Formation forced her to keep retreating, unable to come any closer.

Sand flew and winds howled.

Su Xueqing’s pupils shrank, because she saw that Ye Wanlan hadn’t dodged the strike. Instead, she grasped the spear handle and plunged the spearhead into her own left shoulder.

"Slash!"

It was the sound of a blade cutting through flesh and blood, shockingly vivid.

Ye Wanlan’s hand still clutched the spear handle tightly, her left side soaking red with blood that wouldn’t stop flowing, yet her brow remained unknotted.

The elder tried to use his Soul Power to pull the Shen Wei Spear out of the girl’s body, but was forcefully obstructed.

The Shen Wei Spear trembled violently, letting out a whine.

"I’m saying—" Ye Wanlan chuckled deeply, "the Shen Wei Spear, you can’t take it."

"I can’t take it? Just because of you?" the elder scoffed, "Foolish girl, deluded enough to compete with me, thinking you’re a Penglai Immortal just because you know a bit of Penglai Magic?"

"Because," Ye Wanlan gasped for breath, allowing her own blood to drip onto the gold and silver Divine Weapon, she smirked faintly, "it has always been waiting for its true master to return."

"Drip."

Another drop of blood went in, and suddenly, a bright light burst forth!