Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 623 strikes, Princess Jingan Xiang Mingyu! [1 more]

Chapter 623: 623 strikes, Princess Jingan Xiang Mingyu! [1 more]

A very ordinary zither, the body is made from a single piece of wood with mottled natural traces on it.

From the outside, this zither looks quite old and torn, like something a wandering street performer would use, so these infamous criminals did not pay attention to the zither case carried by Ye Wanlan.

Even if they confiscated and sold it, not even a junk dealer would want it, nor could it be exchanged for any money.

The thugs just frowned and took a glance, then shifted their gaze.

Thus, they also overlooked that this zither could be opened from the side, inside which lay a longsword flashing with cold light.

Sword in the Zither!

Initially, the emergence of the Sword in the Zither was to enable the Musician of Heavenly Sound to draw this sword from the zither when at close quarters with an enemy, entangling in battle.

This way, the close combat capability of the Musician of Heavenly Sound would be greatly enhanced.

Su Xueqing was not seeing the Sword in the Zither being drawn by Ye Wanlan for the first time, but she was still shocked at the sight again.

The wisdom of the Six Great Sects is indeed boundless, who would think that such a profound mechanism could be hidden within a small zither?

And when the thug noticed this anomaly, it was already too late.

Before his eyes was only a streak of glinting cold light, and the next second his whole body lost consciousness, not even able to scream.

Ye Wanlan indifferently wiped the longsword.

Aside from the Blonde Man, these thug crew members on the ship were also criminals walking in sin.

Global Center had long issued an arrest warrant for these people, but as long as they didn’t appear within the territory of the Global Center, the center would ignore them.

The smell of blood was pungent, and Su Xueqing’s face turned somewhat pale. After stuffing a pill into her mouth, the churning in her stomach eased a bit.

"Xueqing, hold on here," Ye Wanlan said, "I’ll go to the front, clean things up and come back to find you."

"Okay!" Su Xueqing knew she wouldn’t be much help in combat, "I’ll wait for you here."

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, stepping past the thugs lying on the ground, walking step by step toward the deck at the front.

"We will reach international waters soon." At this moment, the Blonde Man looked at the distance with a telescope, "Leaving Shenzhou, we’ll also be safer."

He still felt a lingering fear as he said this.

He could roam freely in the Global Center, but not in Shenzhou.

This time it was also unavoidable, he had to find a doctor to treat his friend’s wounds, so he came to Shenzhou and learned about Su Xueqing through some connections.

Taking Ye Wanlan along was not part of the Blonde Man’s plan, but seeing the girl’s good looks, he thought he could sell her to an employer who favored Oriental types and make a good profit.

The Blonde Man had not realized yet that the ship had now come under the control of Ye Wanlan.

By the time he heard footsteps, Ye Wanlan had already stationed herself right behind him.

"Who let her get close here?" The Blonde Man turned around, his expression growing cold, "Are all of you useless, just eating up resources?"

However, no one answered him, everything was eerily silent, only the mingling sounds of the wind and waves.

The Blonde Man finally realized something was wrong, his pupils suddenly contracted: "You—"

"Click!"

Before he could utter the second word, Ye Wanlan flicked her wrist, and the longsword was already pressed against his throat.

"Thump, thump..."

The Blonde Man stared intently at the blade just an inch away from his vital point, and the intense heartbeat sound was unrestrictedly amplified at that moment.

Fear, disbelief, horror... various negative emotions interwoven into a vast net enveloping him, leaving him breathless.

"Transnational criminal?" Ye Wanlan held the sword across the Blonde Man’s neck, looking indifferent, "Killed a few people? Hmm?"

The girl asked this question in an extremely carefree manner, as if she was just asking about where to eat today, seemingly devoid of any aggressiveness.

Yet, the Blonde Man felt a completely different impact.

He was a desperado who lived life on the edge of a knife, constantly traversing highly dangerous areas around the globe and playing a game of chase and escape with Interpol.

Thus, he could distinctly sense the murderous intent emanating from the girl, starkly undisguised, rushing towards him like a large hand tightly clenching his throat.

Such murderous intent, easily controlled, calm yet compelling...

Even the more serious criminals in the international prisons on the seas couldn’t possess such aura!

So this girl...

How many people had she killed, after all?

Fear exploded in the Blonde Man’s heart, his mouth uncontrollably gaping open as he answered Ye Wanlan’s question: "T...Twenty-three."

He had committed plenty of atrocities and never hid the fact that he was a murderer, even taking pride in it.

"Twenty-three?" Ye Wanlan slightly raised her eyebrows, nonchalantly, "Only twenty-three?"

The word "Only" nearly stopped the Blonde Man’s heart, his face gradually turning ashen: "I...I didn’t intend to harm you all. I just wanted to seek treatment for my friend. He’s been poisoned, and I heard that the Su Family can cure it! So..."

"I don’t have time for your nonsense." Ye Wanlan’s longsword swiped over his body, promptly sealing his acupoints as she smiled, "But I can follow you to see your camp."

The Blonde Man found himself utterly immobilized, his limbs numb, leaving his hands and feet ice cold.

Cold sweat emerged on his forehead, and his heart trembled.

Could this be... the legendary Acupoint Martial Arts from Shenzhou?!

The Blonde Man opened his mouth, but no sound came out, as even his mute acupoint had been sealed by Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan returned to Xueqing’s side, waiting for the ship to berth.

An hour later, the ship docked at a deserted island.

Ye Wanlan and Xueqing jumped off the boat, setting foot on the island.

"Ah Lan, what place is this?" Xueqing frowned, "All our electronic devices are out of signal."

"This is a sea area that belongs neither to Shenzhou nor to the Global Center," Ye Wanlan explained, "There are many deserted islands here, but saying they are uninhabited isn’t accurate, as they harbor international criminals; we should be cautious."

With that, she wielded her sword, cutting through the thorns on the path.

"Such a gloomy place." Xueqing, following behind Ye Wanlan, couldn’t help but rub her arms.

"Yes, many people have died here. The magnetic field is very poor," Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed slightly, "I’ve only heard of such places but never visited. If it weren’t for these criminals leading the way, we wouldn’t have arrived here so smoothly."

Despite it being daytime and the sun shining brightly, the island still exuded an extremely chilling atmosphere.

Xueqing hesitated for a moment: "Ah Lan, maybe we should..."

The last clump of thorns was cleared, and the two reached the center of the deserted island.

There were no trees here, allowing the sunlight to fall and illuminate every corner, resembling an earthly paradise.

But Ye Wanlan had no interest in admiring the marvels of nature, for she saw a figure.

It was a woman, dressed in a striking red garment, vivid and eye-catching,

This stance, this appearance...

Ye Wanlan was visibly shaken and blurted out: "Aunt!"

The woman apparently heard the shout, her body trembling.

She turned around abruptly, also somewhat shocked: "You... what did you call me?"