Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 664 What else is Ye Wanlan not good at? [2nd update]

Chapter 664: 664 What else is Ye Wanlan not good at? [2nd update]

"..."

The surroundings fell into silence, even the sound of wind seemed to have frozen at this moment.

Huo Yun Ling stared wide-eyed, his pupils filled with shock and intense disbelief.

The Divine Strategy Spear Technique was extremely domineering.

Under the spear, there were no living souls, only dead spirits.

Ye Wanlan chose bamboo precisely because even if she used an ordinary metal-made spear, one move of Heaven-Shaking Thunder would take Huo Yun Ling’s life in an instant.

Then, the person behind Huo Yun Ling and many secrets would remain unknown.

With a sound of "wah," Huo Yun Ling uncontrollably spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, lacking any trace of blood on his lips.

Just now, Ye Wanlan pierced the spear into his abdomen, directly breaking through his dantian.

Moreover, since his dantian had absorbed inner strength that didn’t belong to him, now with the dantian broken, the backlash doubled.

Huo Yun Ling was almost more out than breathing in, barely having the strength to get up?

He only felt as if two energies were countering each other in his body, placing him in a world of frozen fire and ice, extremely torturous.

He even thought it would be better to die.

But Ye Wanlan would not give him this opportunity; she bent down, directly gripping his jaw.

With a sound of "crack," Huo Yun Ling’s jaw was dislocated.

Ye Wanlan took out a medicine pill and forcibly stuffed it into his mouth.

The medicine went down, and Huo Yun Ling surprisingly felt his meridians slowly repairing, filling him with dread.

Such an effective medicine, even the Su Family could not easily refine, much less give such recovery medicine to an enemy.

Huo Yun Ling found he couldn’t understand Ye Wanlan’s intentions at all.

By giving him medicine, was she not afraid he would regain strength and escape?

"Escape?" Ye Wanlan immediately saw through Huo Yun Ling’s little schemes, "Where could you escape to?"

Huo Yun Ling abruptly realized that although his injuries were recovering, his body seemed locked in place, unable to move his limbs.

Magic?!

Huo Yun Ling’s eyes went wide, his heart nearly exploding with terror.

What else could Ye Wanlan do?

The Penglai Magic was even more tyrannical; how did she practice it?

Unable to move his body, he could only watch Ye Wanlan search through him.

Such humiliation, indeed felt like death would be better.

"No wonder... turns out it’s the people of Atlantis helping you." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "This cold, damp power can only come from beneath the sea."

Even when Ye Wanlan demonstrated the Shence Spear Technique earlier, Huo Yun Ling wasn’t so shocked.

His pupils contracted violently, breathing heavier, his voice raspy, "You... how do you know Atlantis..."

"Apparently, ever since the Ocean Stabilizing Pearl appeared last time, they never settled down." Ye Wanlan straightened up, smirking slightly, "In that case, you’ll be used as bait."

"You—" Huo Yun Ling only felt pain in his neck, then lost consciousness, vision plunging into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yun Yi woke slowly.

It was still deep night, only two hours had passed since being ambushed by Huo Yun Ling.

Huo Yun Yi knew his recovery owed to the excellent medicine Ye Wanlan applied.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yan Tingfeng sitting by his window, holding a bowl of medicine: "Brother Yan..."

"Your inner strength hasn’t fully recovered." Yan Tingfeng said softly, "Don’t get up, lie down and drink the medicine."

"Awake?" Ye Wanlan opened the door and entered, "How do you feel, Young Master Yunyi?"

"Miss Ye!" Huo Yun Yi’s expression trembled, "I don’t know about my brother, he..."

"Him? He’s tied up, Rong Qi is watching over him." Ye Wanlan nodded, "Your injury is currently the most important."

Huo Yun Yi felt some shame: "Miss Ye, I hurried back wanting to help with this issue, but ended up needing you to save me instead."

"You still care about brotherhood, but he doesn’t." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "Being ambushed in such a setting with his inner strength invading your body, your survival means your body is quite strong."

Hearing this, Huo Yun Yi felt even more ashamed and slowly clenched his fists: "Miss Ye need not say such to console me; it’s my shortcomings. If I were stronger, even his sneak attack couldn’t harm me."

"Oh?" Ye Wanlan’s eyebrow arched, "Having this realization is good; though young, even geniuses need time for inner strength cultivation."

"Young?" Huo Yun Yi pressed his lips, "My ancestor at my age was already renowned, but I..."

Everyone called him the second genius after Jing Feather, yet he alone knew, no matter his efforts, he couldn’t surpass Jing Feather.

Huo Yun Yi didn’t know, his so-called ancestor was watching nearby.

Hua Yingyue lifted her chin slightly, "Look, how do you find this descendant?"

"Extraordinary talent, gifted beyond measure." Huo Jingyu smiled, "But his mindset is still lacking, needs soul cultivation."

He was a genius, famed young, naturally very proud.

Yet sometimes, excessive pride hampers cultivation progress.

Put another way, it’s arrogance born of talent.

The year he washed clean of such pride was after surviving a life-death ordeal, saved by Shui Yunqing.

He no longer radiated brilliance outwardly, choosing inner focus.

When the heart’s realm reaches perfection, cultivation achieves great success.

The saying "times make heroes" aptly describes their era; killing was common, daily involved varied pursuits.

Though Huo Yun Yi trained in vast dangerous zones challenging himself, he hadn’t reached the brink of life-death, thus his heart’s soul remained unrefined.

"Brother Huo’s assessment means he approves of this young one." Hua Yingyue nodded, "So he’s passed Brother Huo’s test."

"Certainly, it’s the young generation’s time; they must have opportunities." Huo Jingyu laughed spiritedly; though not clad in armor, still was that admired young warrior.

"Calling him ’the young’ makes me feel near my grave." Xiang Mingyu shook his head laughing, "In 1723, you were only twenty-six."

Calculating carefully, Huo Yun Yi was slightly older than Huo Jingyu now.

"Perhaps we experienced more, hence matured early." Huo Jingyu still smiled, "I’m pleased current youth retain unique innocence; it signifies Shenzhou’s peace."

"Brother Huo’s statement I do agree with." Xie Linyuan said, "To live happily without burdening heavy duties."

Hoping all resentment and war ends with their generation.

But hope remains hope.

If the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies arrives a second time...

"Cough cough cough..." After drinking the medicine, Huo Yunyi coughed a few times, "Regardless, many thanks to Miss Ye for saving me."

"I saved not just you." Ye Wanlan said softly, "Those intending harm to Shenzhou, I will stop them."

Huo Yun Yi’s expression changed: "Your intention is..."

Ye Wanlan slowly uttered five words: "Atlantis."

"!!!"