Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 652 Sister Lan: It’s just me [2nd update]

Chapter 652: 652 Sister Lan: It’s just me [2nd update]

Because Ye Wanlan already knew that although the Mingyue Token was very light, it was not something that just anyone could pick up.

"You?" Jin Wuzheng sized up Ye Wanlan again, and seeing that Professor Xue had no objection, he laughed, "Alright, you then. I want to see what skills you have, and whether you are truly as impressive as depicted by the ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ program team."

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "Yes, just me."

"Someone, get her a protective suit," Jin Wuzheng waved his hand, "Take her over there and keep a close eye on her."

"Wanlan..." Professor Xue was still a bit worried and lowered his voice, "I’m afraid if you go in there, you might not be able to come out."

"Professor Xue, please rest assured," Ye Wanlan reassured him with a smile, "The only thing that can successfully trap me at present is time."

"Huh?" Professor Xue was taken aback, not quite understanding what she meant, "Hey!"

Before he could say anything further to stop her, Ye Wanlan had already put on the protective suit and jumped down.

"Elder Xue, since Xiao Wan has already made her decision, then we just need to entrust the matter entirely to her," Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "She will succeed."

"Of course, I believe in Wanlan, I’m just worried about the slightest chance of something going wrong!" Professor Xue was anxious, scratching his head, "Dealing with these people from the Southern Ming Principality, you really can’t talk too much about etiquette and reason—they’re just a bunch of bandits!"

"There is always a slight chance," Yan Tingfeng said lightly.

"Then why are you still trying to comfort me?" Professor Xue was more anxious, "We should be prepared. It might really come to a fight soon."

"But in Xiao Wan’s plan, that slight chance is also accounted for," Yan Tingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, suddenly smiling, "This stage belongs to her, after all."

Meanwhile, the assistant seemed puzzled, "Mr. Wuzheng, how can you let the people of Shenzhou enter the archaeological zone? What if they really manage to take the Mingyue Token, and then it ends up with them?"

"Hmph, how could I really agree to that?" Jin Wuzheng stroked his beard and let out a cold laugh, "With so many of us here, do they really think they can just take it by force?"

If Ye Wanlan couldn’t lift the Mingyue Token, it would prove that Shen Mingshu had no intention of returning with the people of the Shenzhou Land Continent.

If Ye Wanlan did pick up the Mingyue Token, then it would be as if she was working for them.

No matter the result, it was beneficial for the Southern Ming Principality, so why not do it?

Previously, when Jin Wuzheng was being interviewed, an international entertainment reporter inadvertently recorded both snippets of Ye Wanlan’s remarks.

Although there was no footage, the voice was enough to identify it as Ye Wanlan.

Once it reached the internet, it stirred a thousand waves with one stone.

[Why is Ye Wanlan going there to join the fun? She’s just a freshman at Yunjing University, attending such an occasion, totally out of her league.]

[Unless Ye Wanlan can bring back the Mingyue Token, then I’d admit she’s truly impressive.]

[That’s impossible, right? The problem is that the Mingyue Token was discovered by the Southern Ming Principality first; haven’t they already stolen so many things from us? They definitely won’t let go of Minister Shen’s relic.]

[Ye Wanlan’s speech is too arrogant! On someone else’s turf, you have to be careful. What if you provoke them?]

[What’s wrong with what she said? Shenzhou is a strong dragon; the Southern Ming Principality once paid tribute to us. I feel like she’s giving them too much face!]

The opinions varied, noisy and clamorous, and at this moment—

In the huge pit, to prevent Ye Wanlan from taking the Mingyue Token and running away, she was surrounded by Southern Ming Principality archaeological team members watching her cautiously from all sides.

Ye Wanlan’s expression was calm, with no change in her demeanor.

The archaeological team members exchanged glances, somewhat confused.

They couldn’t understand how this girl, who wasn’t even twenty, could be so composed, more so than the old veterans who had lived over half a century.

It was as if in this young body lived a soul that had experienced centuries and had seen all the vicissitudes of life.

"Miss Ye, the importance of the Mingyue Token, you must also know," the lead archaeologist said in Chinese, "Please be careful when taking it, don’t damage it."

Ye Wanlan spoke indifferently, "Of course, I know better than you."

With her words, the whole archaeological team fell silent.

"..."

To their surprise, Ye Wanlan had spoken in the Nanming Language, and it was remarkably standard and fluent.

Such an accent was very ancient, only possessed by people of the royal palace.

"Hmph, shocked, are you? Dumbfounded?" Qingyun Pendant muttered, "Back then, I don’t know which of your ancestors brought how many gifts to pay their respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

The Heart Protecting Bracelet mused, "I heard from His Highness Prince Qin that the soil of the Southern Ming Principality had also developed problems at the time, so a messenger was sent to seek the Princess’s advice on soil improvement."

"I heard Ah Yin mention this too," the Jade Luan Pin said coldly, "If it weren’t for the opportunity they exploited after the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, there wouldn’t be a Southern Ming Principality today."

Ye Wanlan followed the Southern Ming Principality archaeological team to the discovery site of the Mingyue Token.

It was an octagonal token, crafted entirely from a piece of light yellow jade, the jade translucent without a trace of impurities.

Inside the jade, there was the character "Shen."

This "Shen" character was inscribed with profound inner strength, not documented in history as to who did it, but most historians speculated that it was the work of Ning Zhaozong.

The martial arts of the Xiang Imperial Family absolutely matched the top martial arts of the Six Great Sects.

In the era of the Emperor warring to unify, for Ning Zhaozong to recreate the glory of the Ning Dynasty, his martial prowess wouldn’t have been low.

But Ye Wanlan knew that this "Shen" character was actually engraved by Han Yunsheng, using not inner strength but Art and Method.

It was not merely a symbol of Shen Mingshu’s identity but also represented the camaraderie between the Imperial Tutor and the Female Prime Minister.

Three hundred years later, Ye Wanlan once again saw this Mingyue Token.

She put on gloves, slowly crouched down, brushed off the dust from both sides of the jade, and then placed her hand on the Mingyue Token.

"Buzz buzz."

A faint vibration emanated from the jade, like some kind of resonance.

The Southern Ming Principality still did not know, the Mingyue Token could not be picked up by outsiders, not because its spiritual nature had reached such heights, but because the token had been imbued with Han Yunsheng’s Penglai Art and Method.

As long as the "Shen" character remained, the Magic Power would not dissipate.

In her past incarnation, Ye Wanlan, although unable to practice Art and Method, had an absolute talent.

For the world’s martial arts, she only needed to see them once to remember them forever.

Thus, in the nine hundred and ninety-nine years of time loops, she could learn the martial arts she had once seen.

"Miss Ye, if you can’t take it, it’s alright," the lead archaeologist couldn’t help but remind her, seeing she had no response for a long time, "Being able to enter here is already quite an achievement. Please don’t do anything out of line."

Ye Wanlan finally raised her head, giving him a look.

The archeologist’s pupils shrank, and he almost fell back in shock.

He didn’t know how to describe that look; he only knew in the instantaneous moment of making eye contact with Ye Wanlan, he felt unprecedentedly oppressed.

The archaeologist took a quick breath, immediately avoided Ye Wanlan’s gaze, and patted his chest with lingering fear.

Ye Wanlan lowered her eyes, and amid the shock, she slowly gripped the Mingyue Token, which just moments ago, no one could pick up.

"Mr. Wuzheng!" The lead archaeologist exclaimed with joy and immediately contacted Jin Wuzheng, "The Mingyue Token has been lifted!"

"What?!" Jin Wuzheng was both surprised and felt a certain embarrassment.

The people of the Southern Ming Principality couldn’t lift the Mingyue Token, yet Ye Wanlan, a person from Shenzhou, could?

"Quick, control her at once!" Jin Wuzheng shouted into the intercom, "Absolutely don’t let her leave with the Mingyue Token!"

"Understood!" The lead archaeologist received the order and immediately signaled to the other team members.

In his view, the group of men could easily subdue the young girl, Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan merely turned her head and looked at them, "It wouldn’t be proper to use force before my teacher, would it?"