Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 570 Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess! [2 more - s]

Chapter 570: 570 Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess! [2 more Chapters]

"Ah! Ah—!" The elder let out an even more piercing scream, his limbs continuously flapping on the ground.

The pain of his soul burning traveled from head to toe, unbearable for him.

In the midst of these screams, the elder’s soul gradually dimmed, until it disappeared completely.

Throughout it all, Huo Jingyu’s expression remained unchanged.

Under the Divine Might Spear, nothing that lives survives, not even a soul!

But now, what exactly was happening?

After killing the elder, Huo Jingyu was utterly perplexed.

Wasn’t he... already dead?

Where was this place, and why was he conscious?

"Shence Army ancestral teachings—" At that moment, a voice slowly arose behind him, "With the long spear in hand, my Shence can equalize the heavens, split the earth, move mountains, overturn the sea, and intimidate devils and ghosts, shaking gods and Buddhas all around."

Suddenly, Huo Jingyu’s eyes widened in disbelief as he turned around, only to confront a strange face, different from anyone he remembered.

"If this spear breaks, fight to the bitter end, never ceasing even in death!" Ye Wanlan paused, then smiled, "Welcome back, Jingyu."

With a clang, the Divine Might Spear fell to the ground.

Huo Jingyu exclaimed, "Her Royal Highness the Princess?!"

Although it was an entirely different face, the expression, tone, and pace of speech when these words were uttered were exactly like those of Princess Yongning.

In his memory, it was an event from ten years ago, just after he had assumed the role of Shence Army Commander-in-chief and happened to have finished a minor battle, he learned from his subordinates that Princess Yongning had come and immediately went to meet her.

At that time, Princess Yongning, not yet fourteen, had said these words to him, causing a deep stir in his mind.

From that moment, Huo Jingyu knew that this was the wise ruler he was to follow.

But fate played cruel tricks, as Princess Yongning never did ascend to that position.

At this moment, some deeply ingrained resonance in his consciousness confirmed—

Though not the same face, this was Princess Yongning!

The person he was meant to follow!

"Jingyu pays his respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Huo Jingyu knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and bowed deeply, his voice quivering with emotion, "Jingyu never thought he would see Her Royal Highness again..."

His heart overflowed with questions and confusion, but his focus narrowed upon seeing her left shoulder.

It was wounded by the Divine Might Spear!

Disaster!

"Cough cough... Ah Lan, is that soul still here?" Su Xueqing choked on dense smoke, staggering toward Ye Wanlan.

Upon seeing Ye Wanlan’s condition clearly, she exclaimed in alarm, "Ah Lan, hurry, we need to get to a hospital! Your injuries can’t wait; let me stop the bleeding for you first."

She took out a silver needle and immediately inserted it into Ye Wanlan’s acupoints.

Indeed, the blood flow was much less, but it still continued unabated.

"The injury from the Divine Might Spear. The Fourth Layer Taiyi Acupuncture Technique isn’t enough," Huo Jingyu said worriedly, "Your Highness, it’s all Jingyu’s fault, if only Jingyu could have..."

"Xiao Wan!"

A faintly luminous voice fell, carrying rare urgency and dismay.

"Mr. Yan!" Su Xueqing, seeing Yan Tingfeng, clung to him like a lifeline, "Ah Lan, she—she..."

"There was a Psychic attack, but the soul has been dissipated," Ye Wanlan coughed, "I’m fine. The Divine Might Spear is a legacy from Marshal Huo, it has a spirit; even if controlled by villains, it couldn’t truly strike my vitals."

Yan Tingfeng’s lips were tightly pursed, his brows furrowed, without a word.

He carefully bent down, lifting her onto his back, allowing her to rest there, careful not to move too much to prevent worsening her shoulder wound.

Ye Wanlan’s arm also rested on his shoulder, finding the most comfortable position.

The man appeared somewhat frail on the outside, but his back was extremely broad.

She could feel the strong muscles beneath his clothes and the slow beating of his heart.

At this moment, this felt like a profoundly safe place within her consciousness.

Her mind relaxed, and drowsiness surged; Ye Wanlan closed her eyes and deeply fell asleep.

**

Private hospital.

Luckily, Su Xueqing had stopped the bleeding for Ye Wanlan in advance, preventing the wound from worsening, otherwise, such a loss of blood would have cost her half her life, if not taken her life.

"This young girl, why is she covered in injuries?" the doctor shook his head, "Her physical resilience is indeed remarkable, but she can’t keep sustaining injuries like this. As her boyfriend, you must take good care of her!"

Yan Tingfeng listened to the doctor’s advice and agreed one by one.

"My Lord, how did Student Ye get so injured?" Rong Yu gasped in shock upon arriving, "In this peaceful era, there’s no battlefield to be on. Are these gunshot wounds?"

"Caused by the Divine Might Spear," Tingfeng said with his eyelashes lowered, "Though her life isn’t in danger, the bones are visible from the wound; she will need a long period of rest."

"Student Ye’s luck is truly..." Rong Yu sucked in a breath, "Her birthday is tomorrow, how could this happen today..."

Yan Tingfeng gave him a cold glance, "If you can’t speak properly, I don’t mind sewing your mouth shut."

Rong Yu immediately fell silent.

Rong Qi pushed him out of the room and closed the door.

Yan Tingfeng watched Ye Wanlan sleeping, and after a long while, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

He admitted that his emotions were not good right now, completely consumed by irritation and other negative feelings.

Having known Ye Wanlan for over a year, he had lost count of how many injuries she had sustained.

Especially that time in the Nanling Sea, if he had found her just one second later, she would have sunk forever into this place that humanity hasn’t fully explored yet.

Now that he was facing his feelings for her straight on, encountering her severely wounded and close to death once more, all that was left was endless fear.

Why... did she have to fight so hard?

Yan Tingfeng gazed at the girl’s tranquil sleeping face, his eyelashes drooping.

He truly... felt heartbroken.

"Tower Master," Rong Qi spoke after a moment of silence, his voice low, "As the destined one, Miss Ye has her own mission, just like the former Yongning—"

"Don’t mention Princess Yongning!" Rarely, Yan Tingfeng’s face filled with a sharp intensity, "Are you trying to say she should end up like Princess Yongning did?"

Rong Qi was startled, feeling a chill in his heart.

At that moment, he saw a side of Yan Tingfeng he had never witnessed before.

Perhaps because this man always appeared happy and calm, one might almost forget that this was the same man who once struck fear into the entire Martial World as the Supreme Martial Arts Master.

"I will take good care of her," said Yan Tingfeng, "as long as the flesh on my bones hasn’t been consumed."

**

Hua Yingyue and Xie Linyuan had been living in the Lin Mansion, which is why they only received the news once Ye Wanlan had already woken up.

However, even with the help of spiritual medicine, injuries caused by the Divine Might Spear couldn’t heal overnight.

Hua Yingyue still saw that Ye Wanlan’s entire left shoulder was wrapped in bandages, with blood seeping out, indicating how severe her injuries were.

Huo Jingyu was surprised to see Hua Yingyue and Xie Linyuan.

But right now, Hua Yingyue clearly didn’t have the time for reunions, hurrying to Ye Wanlan’s bedside.

"Yingyue, look, Jing Feather has also returned successfully," Ye Wanlan initiated the conversation, "This proves that my deduction was correct."

The complete weapon, her blood, and a moment of crisis.

"But if that’s true, how much more blood, how many more times of life-threatening danger will you have to trade?" Hua Yingyue couldn’t quite celebrate; she held back her anger, "Have you not considered, if there’s any flaw in your plans and calculations, you’ll lose your life!"

Ye Wanlan smiled at her, saying nonchalantly, "I’m not dead yet, am I?"

"Xiang Lan, you—" Hua Yingyue was left speechless by these words.

She wasn’t in a physical body nor in a soul state, yet she felt as if she was so angry it hurt her heart and lungs.

Hua Yingyue scoffed coldly, "You didn’t die this time, but what about next time? You only have one life!"

"Little Junior Sister, this time I won’t be on your side either," Xie Linyuan also frowned deeply, "King Qin is right, no issues this time, but what about next time?"

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "I don’t know, but I’m sure there will be a next time."

Though facing death nine times, she still had no regrets.