Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 569 Youthful Talented Huo Jingyu! [2 updates]

Chapter 569: 569 Youthful Talented Huo Jingyu! [2 updates]

All the fresh blood continuously flowing from her left shoulder had been absorbed by the Shen Wei Spear, transforming into strands of luminescence that enveloped the spear’s body.

"Clang—!"

The spear’s body violently trembled, directly shaking the elder’s soul out of its ghostly state.

"Ahh—!"

The elder let out a wail, feeling as if his very soul was being scorched by the dazzling light.

This made him feel utterly incredulous.

Although he had been forced to abandon his physical body, sacrificing much of his cultivation, it wasn’t the case that just anyone could harm his soul.

What in the world was happening?!

The elder abruptly looked up but only felt the pain in his soul intensified by the light.

However, his vision was not obstructed by the luminescence; he could clearly see the Shen Wei Spear slowly falling from the girl’s left shoulder, revealing a dark, deep blood hole, though no blood flowed out.

The elder’s pupils contracted.

Clearly, this scene had exceeded his understanding, causing him to panic slightly.

In the Spirit Summoning World, there had always been an unwritten rule—

Once one entered the Shenzhou Land Continent, one must be cautious, for countless brave spirits guard it.

Those who disturb these spirits only meet a grave with no corpse left to bury.

The elder had never taken this rule seriously, only finding it amusing and contemptuous.

Three hundred years ago, in the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, indeed, many had perished in Shenzhou Land, but if all these people truly transformed into brave spirits, wouldn’t Shenzhou Land be invincible in this world?

But at this moment, the elder couldn’t help but recall this rule uncontrollably; he stared intently at the girl seated in the midst of the light.

If guardian spirits were present, then the Life Chart of the one they protected must be exceedingly noble.

Could this seemingly ordinary, yellow-haired girl be...

"Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Seeing Ye Wanlan injured, several antiques became anxious, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

However, even if Ye Wanlan could hear their voices, they were ultimately inanimate objects, incapable of any action, and could only fret helplessly.

"A complete Shen Wei Spear, even if not wielded with the Divine Strategy Spear Technique, still cuts through iron as if it were mud!" The Shence Army Tiger Tally was so anxious it was nearly in tears, "With one strike from the spear, Her Highness the Princess is certainly severely injured; if only she could have dodged it."

The Jade Luan Pin was somewhat puzzled, "Based on Her Highness the Princess’s current strength, she should have been able to dodge it."

The Qingyun Pendant was the first to follow Ye Wanlan, and it had also witnessed the return of Sword Saint Xie Linyuan and King Qin Hua Yingyue.

It kept recalling the common points of the previous two times, and the answer gradually became clear as the water receded and the rocks were revealed.

"I’ve got it!" All of a sudden, the Qingyun Pendant had an epiphany, "To bring Lord Prince Yan and the others back, it’s not just the complete weapons and Her Highness’s blood that are needed, there is also a specific condition."

The Jade Luan Pin eagerly asked, "What condition?"

"Her Highness the Princess must be in a life-threatening situation!" the Qingyun Pendant announced loudly, "Obviously, Her Highness had already thought of this, which is why she didn’t dodge the strike."

The Jade Luan Pin was startled, "But if she truly couldn’t dodge in time, or if there was a misstep, Her Highness could die!"

The Shence Army Tiger Tally was also shocked, "The Shen Wei Spear, after being nurtured by the general, almost never misses; what Her Highness did was basically..."

"If His Highness Prince Qin saw this, he would definitely say Her Highness the Princess is insane," the Heart Protecting Bracelet couldn’t help but gasp, "One misstep could cost her life!"

Ye Wanlan slowly opened her eyes.

She had indeed deduced this most crucial point with a confidence as high as eighty percent.

If that was the case, she would risk her life to give it a try.

Princess Yongning of three hundred years ago had always set extremely high standards for herself and had never been soft-hearted in her actions.

But Ye Wanlan of this life, after nine hundred and ninety-nine years of time loops, had indeed become a true mad woman.

As long as she did not die, she would certainly attempt it.

And she knew she would succeed.

As the light intensified, a shadowy figure gradually condensed in the air.

It was an exceedingly tall and magnificent silhouette, from his arms to his calves, the muscle lines smooth and graceful, without a trace of superfluous fat, an utterly perfect physique.

His features were sharp, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a high nose bridge; yet, his youthful face bore the mature charm of years passed.

The man was clad in black armor, with long hair bound by a jade crown into a high, pitch-black ponytail, fluttering in the air together with his cape.

The aura around him was as stern as if a war god had descended upon the world.

Had there been a mighty steed beneath him, he would surely be elegant and peerless, unrivaled under the heavens.

The young general, appointed as marshal in a single day.

The might of the Divine Strategy, shaken the heavens and the earth.

The last Marshal of the Divine Strategy Army—

Huo, Jing, Yu!

He slowly opened his eyes, and a solemn killing aura suddenly emerged.

The Shen Wei Spear floated up automatically and he grasped it in his hands.

Seeing this all too familiar long spear, Huo Jingyu’s eyes showed a moment of confusion, "...Shen Wei?"

He still remembered, this weapon that had followed him for ten years, that had helped him drive away numerous invaders, had been broken into twain in his hands.

As long as the spear was intact, he would survive; if the spear was destroyed, he would perish.

He had fought until the very last moment of his life, and although he couldn’t stop the enemy from advancing directly, he had fulfilled the meaning of life.

"Are you... back again?" Huo Jingyu reached out, gently touching the Shen Wei Spear, "Then I..."

As if responding to him, the Shen Wei Spear vibrated gently.

This time, it was out of joy.

The Shen Wei Spear had only one master, and that was Huo Jingyu.

At this moment, only Ye Wanlan and the antiques truly witnessed this scene that was worthy of being recorded in the annals of history.

The Shence Army Tiger Tally was stunned and choked up, unable to speak as tears flowed, "Marshal..."

Ye Wanlan finally relaxed her tense nerves.

She had not gambled and lost.

But the wounds were real; Ye Wanlan barely moved when fresh blood seeped out again, and she could feel that piercing pain.

Due to excessive blood loss, Ye Wanlan’s face was slightly pale, but her expression remained calm and indifferent.

She tore a strip of fabric from her clothing, wrapped it around her shoulder, leaned against the wall to catch her breath, closing her eyes to rest and recuperate.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess! You shouldn’t have rushed like this." The Jade Luan Pin felt immense heartache, "Why exchange such a severe injury for this? There must have been another way."

"Even ten years of time is too long for me, I might not have that much time left," Ye Wanlan spoke softly, "What I dispute is every single day, even every second."

Indeed, she did not know how much time she had left; she had lived nine hundred and ninety-nine years longer than others, which was a tremendous gift to her.

Yet now that the world was in such great turmoil, Ye Wanlan did not dare to gamble on how much time she had to prepare.

What if disaster struck tomorrow?

The Qingyun Pendant sobbed quietly, almost fainting from the sobs, "If Lord Prince Yan saw Her Royal Highness the Princess with such injuries, he would certainly be heartbroken."

He Jia had always protected Xiang Lan very well, fearing even a hair of hers being harmed, let alone an injury like this.

"I know," Ye Wanlan slowly closed her eyes and silently smiled, "But Prince Brother would first be proud of me, and would take pride in me."

"We are all back..." Huo Jingyu murmured, "Does this mean, there are enemies to face again?"

He slowly turned his head, fixing his gaze on the fierce-faced elder.

"Spirit status... Psychic?" Huo Jingyu’s eyes became sharp, "Since when do the vile psychics of the Northern Lands dare to run wild in Shenzhou?"

"Boom!"

The Spear Technique erupted, an explosive sound reverberated through the air.

The Divine Strategy Military, when the spear moves, it’s like a dragon, shaking the heavens and earth!

The judgments of the Six Great Sects were never mere rhetorical exaggerations.

"Divine Strategy Spear Technique?" The elder yelled incredulously, he couldn’t see Huo Jingyu, "How can this spear move on its own?!"

"Bang!"

Some force exploded deep within his soul, in less than half a second, all of his Soul Power was drained, leaving his soul so dim that a puff of wind could have dispersed it.

"How feeble," Huo Jingyu said coldly, walking closer with the spear in hand, spitting out two words with disdain, "Trash."

"Don’t kill me!" The elder screamed in terror, "Don’t kill me, I don’t want to die!"

He regretted it.

He should not have ignored the iron rules of the Spirit Summoning World, entering Shenzhou with no respect for the departed heroic spirits.

Apart from that stunningly talented young marshal three hundred years ago, who else could the spirit of the Shen Wei Spear be?!

Huo Jingyu looked cold and merciless, thrusting the Shen Wei Spear once again into the elder’s soul.

This time, he didn’t even use the Divine Strategy Spear Technique.

As long as the Divine Strategy Army was present—

Then Shenzhou must be safe, invulnerable to any foe.