Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 573 Slap in the face, Sister Lan’s birthday [1 more update]

Chapter 573: 573 Slap in the face, Sister Lan’s birthday [1 more update]

"..."

There was a moment of silence in front of the Su Family’s hall.

Su Ningxiang’s expression froze, and she looked at Su Xueqing with disbelief, raising her voice, "What did you say?!"

The name Shui Yunqing held a godlike, supreme status within the Su Family.

Three hundred years had passed since the destruction of Taiyi Palace, but all members of the Su Family were clearly aware that if it weren’t for Shui Yunqing saving some disciples of Taiyi Palace at the critical moment, there would be no Su Family today.

"Su Xueqing, how dare you!" After the shock, a smile couldn’t help but spill from Su Ningxiang’s eyes, "Not only do you break the family rules, but you also dare to tarnish the name of our ancestor Shui Yunqing!"

She had to quickly seize Su Xueqing’s mistake and punish her in order to reclaim the respect she had lost.

Of course, Su Ningxiang was aware that ever since Su Xueqing returned to the Su Family, a distinct change had occurred—

She was no longer the sole possessor of the top-tier resources, and furthermore, the alignments among the core disciples had subtly begun to shift.

She absolutely wouldn’t allow her power to be taken away.

Su Ningxiang sneered, "Guards, Su Xueqing is defying her superiors, seize her—"

"What’s happening?" A commanding voice interrupted Su Ningxiang’s order.

It was the Su Family Great Elder and the Sixth Elder Su.

"Ningxiang, have I not told you? You should get along well with Xueqing," frowned the Su Family Great Elder. "You are both the hope of the Su Family, why is this happening?"

"Great Elder, this was not my doing. It’s all because Su Xueqing insulted our ancestor Shui Yunqing," Su Ningxiang recounted Su Xueqing’s words with exaggeration.

However, things did not unfold as she had hoped.

The Su Family Great Elder was taken aback, "Xueqing meant that Elder Shui Yunqing came to you in your dream and transmitted the Taiyi Medical Skills to you... no wonder, no wonder!"

No wonder Su Xueqing could perform the long-lost Taiyi Acupuncture Technique. If it were taught by Shui Yunqing, then it all made sense.

"Great Elder?" Su Ningxiang was so upset she nearly ran out of breath, "She’s clearly making a ludicrous excuse for missing the meeting, how can this be possible?"

"Elder Sister, it may not be impossible," pondered the Sixth Elder Su. "Someone like Elder Shui Yunqing, with immeasurable merit, even in death, must still be protecting Shenzhou. Seeing Xueqing’s cleverness, she might indeed have come to her in a dream to teach her."

Indeed, the Five Great Families were firm believers in spirits and deities, especially the high-ranking elder offerants.

The more they advanced in age and cultivation, the deeper into the unseen worlds they could perceive beyond the sight of ordinary people.

The facial expression of the Su Family Great Elder changed instantly, and his gaze towards Su Xueqing softened, "Xueqing, it’s late today, have you eaten? I’ll have the steward send you some food you like. You go and rest."

"Thank you, Great Elder," Su Xueqing bowed with her fists, "Xueqing will take her leave."

She glanced meaningfully at the furious Su Ningxiang and smiled deeply.

"Great Elder! She, she’s clearly spouting nonsense!" Su Ningxiang was furious, "How can you believe such words?"

The Su Family Great Elder did not respond to her, but was deep in thought, "Could it be that Elder Shui Yunqing, aware of our troubles from beyond, couldn’t bear to see the line of Taiyi Healers end, and thus chose Xueqing?"

After a long thought with no logical conclusion, the Su Family Great Elder waved his hand, instructing the Medicine Hall’s staff to send medicine to Su Xueqing.

In the courtyard of Su Xueqing.

"Ah Lan, you truly are amazing!" she dialed Ye Wanlan’s phone, "I followed your instructions and recounted everything word for word. The Elders Council even sent me quite a few resources; I’m sure Su Ningxiang is hopping mad in her courtyard by now."

"Mm," Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "You just told the truth, as for what the Su Family thinks, that’s for them to imagine."

Su Xueqing uttering that Shui Yunqing passed on medical skills to her might seem, to those unaware, like an utterly preposterous claim.

But Su Xueqing had already demonstrated the lost Taiyi Acupuncture Technique.

Even if it were a fallacy, naturally, some would complete the logic themselves.

"That’s my Ah Lan, with you around, there’s no battle we can’t win," said Su Xueqing. "Rest well, don’t miss the birthday tomorrow."

The call ended.

Ye Wanlan put down her phone, contemplating her next move.

"Is tomorrow truly Her Royal Highness the Princess’s birthday in this lifetime?" Huo Jingyu was slightly surprised, "I haven’t dared to ask before, but may I know how old Her Royal Highness is now?"

Even though Huo Jingyu came from a military background, he held a deep affection for books.

After practicing martial arts, he would always choose a book to read, using it to cleanse his mind and refine his sentiments.

This young and talented man was never the stereotype of a brainless, brawny military general.

"Little Junior Sister came of age last year; she is nineteen this year," Xie Linyuan raised an eyebrow, "but in reality, Little Junior Sister is quite an old fellow too."

"Nineteen?" Huo Jingyu was momentarily startled, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh—it was a release, but also joy, "Her Royal Highness has finally turned nineteen."

This remark brought silence to both Xie Linyuan and Hua Yingyue.

They had both attended Princess Yongning’s funeral, witnessing the ceremonial burial decreed by the Emperor and the thirty-six days of mourning observed by the officials, a world draped in unbleached linen.

Princess Yongning would forever slumber at the age of seventeen—this was everyone’s regret.

"On my birthday, why do you all look so down?" Ye Wanlan smiled, "Uncle ordered a nine-tier cake for me, too bad you can’t taste it now."

"Just seeing it is enough for me," Hua Yingyue smiled too, "I have no desire for gastronomic pleasures, let the youngsters now taste it on my behalf."

"However, I have been thinking if it’s really possible to recreate bodies for you all." Ye Wanlan pondered for a moment, then lifted her head, "Let’s go back to the hospital now, I want to see Faluk."

**

In the private hospital.

Faluk indeed hadn’t been seriously injured; because he was the first to faint, he knew nothing about what had happened at the time.

"Miss Ye!" Seeing Ye Wanlan, Faluk was a bit nervous, "You and the Divine Might Spear are both okay, right?"

"Yes, relax," Ye Wanlan reassured him, "I’m here to ask you about something."

"Please speak." Faluk sat up straight, "You’re flattering me by saying ’ask.’ Just ask anything you want to know, and I’ll definitely answer if I can."

"So it turns out the Valenkine Family repaired the Divine Might," Huo Jingyu looked Faluk over, "However, this young man here is different from the Valentine people I’ve met before—his features are decent, and he isn’t petty."

Hua Yingyue hummed in agreement, "Ah Lan has always been accurate in judging people."

At this moment, upon hearing what Ye Wanlan had said, Faluk was taken aback, "Miss Ye, you mean to say, using the skills of cast iron, is it possible to cast a human body?"

"Yes." Ye Wanlan nodded, "After much thought, I believe you’re probably the only one who can do it."

"Miss Ye really has too much confidence in me," Faluk laughed bitterly, "If you want me to craft an Iron Man, I can do that, but a body for actual use...I’m in despair because I don’t have the materials!"

"So, if you had the materials, could you do the crafting?" Ye Wanlan pondered, "I understand, I will go find the materials."

"Ah?!" Faluk was a bit shocked, "By natural laws, such materials would be virtually non-existent. Miss Ye, what exactly are you trying...?"

Ye Wanlan didn’t say more, "You rest well."

"Is Ah Lan planning to build bodies for us?" Hua Yingyue furrowed her brows, "But what exactly is our current state? Nobody knows."

"Let’s prepare first," Ye Wanlan said softly, "I don’t want you to keep looking like this."

These successors of a grand era should let these martyrs personally feel the world.

**

At nine o’clock in the evening.

[@Treasures of the Divine Land Official V: Tomorrow is our Miss Ye’s birthday, share this post, and the show team will give out one thousand ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ advance gift packs!]

[Pick me, pick me! I’m a loyal fan of the program!]

[Wishing Miss Ye Wanlan a happy nineteenth birthday!]

[Wow, such a grand celebration! Just went and saw, the Archaeological Center’s official website even personally announced to celebrate Ye Wanlan’s birthday, so enviable.]

[Am I the only one who thinks Ye Wanlan doesn’t deserve this? Ye Wanlan must have connections, otherwise, even if she had a great talent in archaeology, the Archaeological Center wouldn’t be so biased towards her, giving her the same treatment as the old professors? Based on what?]

[Does anyone know who her financial backer is? Can someone dig that up?]