Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 700 Unable to withstand a single blow! Join forces [2 updates]

Chapter 700: 700 Unable to withstand a single blow! Join forces [2 updates]

The two young men finally turned their gaze to Ye Wanlan, simultaneously furrowing their brows.

Where did Yeh Xingli find a female mercenary?

Yet it was of no use.

Even those on the mercenary list would not be their match.

The strongest ones on the list are still just mortals, and even after injecting genetic medicine and other agents, they’re still human bodies.

But they’re different.

They received the blessing from the Tower Master; even the best fighting mortals are just ants they can casually crush.

Two swords?

Such cold weapons are only used by those backward-thinking people from Shenzhou.

Immersed in the martial glorification of the past, they will eventually lead themselves to ruin.

"I’ll kill Yeh Xingli, and you kill this female mercenary." The young man who stepped forward first said, "Quick battle, quick decision, bring their heads as a tribute to the Tower Master."

The other young man showed a cruel smile, "Just right, we’ll use their bodies for research."

"Exactly." The leading young man nodded with satisfaction, "Should—"

His words didn’t finish because his throat was slashed by something cold.

Then, blood gushed forth like a waterfall, quickly forming a river of blood.

The young man opened his eyes wide, his head stiffened incredibly, raising his hand unbelievingly to cover his neck, but only more blood flowed down, erasing even the possibility of self-healing.

What kind of weapon is this?

What speed is this?

Just who is this girl?!

However, no one could answer this question.

Those who have seen the Shadow Trailing Sword have vanished from this world.

Neither of them had expected the outcome to be this way.

In their plans, they could casually talk and laugh while beheading Ye Wanlan and Yeh Xingli.

But in the end, both of their throats were cut, only able to watch their lives gradually fade away.

"Too much talk can be deadly." Ye Wanlan looked down from above, "Since your Tower Master didn’t teach you this lesson, I’ll teach it to you."

The two young men resentfully breathed their last.

Yeh Xingli stared dumbly at the girl holding twin swords, his worldview subjected to a massive shock at this moment.

This... this is the end?

"Very strange." Ye Wanlan slowly said.

Yeh Xingli subconsciously repeated, "Very strange?"

Ye Wanlan said, "They aren’t Atlantians, yet their physical strength surpasses humans."

Yeh Xingli was taken aback, "Could there be a third race in our world?"

"No, they’re human." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "But their bodies have been modified by something, likely done by the Sky Tower Master. Quickly, save Old Yuan."

Yeh Xingli finally came to his senses, hurried forward, and freed Dean Yuan from the cage.

Ye Wanlan immediately took out pills and stuffed them into Dean Yuan’s mouth, then swiftly inserted seven Silver Needles into his major acupuncture points.

However, even after doing all this, it was not enough!

"The situation is very grave." Ye Wanlan’s tone was fast, "Immediate medical attention is needed!"

The three pills she fed Dean Yuan only kept his breath alive.

A man lives by a breath; his life must be saved before this breath dissipates.

Ye Wanlan didn’t hesitate to send a message to the group.

[YN]: @World’s Richest, Little Keli, I need a plane equipped with the best medical facilities. This plane must head to Yunjing in thirty minutes.

[World’s Richest]: Got it.

Ye Wanlan slightly relaxed her breath.

For Dean Yuan, the Global Center was already completely unsafe, a death prison.

She must transfer Dean Yuan to a safe place as quickly as possible.

But time waits for no one, and Dean Yuan needed prompt treatment.

The only person who could load all kinds of medical equipment onto a plane within thirty minutes was Christine, the President of the World Bank.

"Let’s go." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan on her back and retreated from the Electronic Prison.

"Sister YN, I’ll do it." Yeh Xingli finally let go of his worry, "You’ve fought all the way, take a rest."

"No, Xingli, you can’t follow." Ye Wanlan said coldly, "You must know, everyone who saw you here is already dead, so you never came here, understood?"

Yeh Xingli’s heart was struck heavily by something, trembling fiercely.

"I’ll ask Ling Yunzhan and Wen Chaosheng to create an alibi for you." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan, "Although I said there’s no avoiding it, then fight, but—"

She paused: "There must be enough strength to keep fighting."

Just two calm sentences, and Yeh Xingli felt a chill creeping over him.

He slowly exhaled, "I understand, Sister YN."

Dean Yuan was rescued, and he was the most suspicious.

Even things he hadn’t considered, Ye Wanlan had already planned meticulously for him.

"Pleasure to cooperate." Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "I’ve also found an excuse for you to visit Old Yuan in Shenzhou. Shenzhou University is about to dispatch students to Yunjing University; you can follow along then."

"Alright." Yeh Xingli bowed solemnly to Ye Wanlan, "Sister YN, my teacher’s life is in your hands!"

"Rest assured." Ye Wanlan murmured, "The nation’s invaluable asset, King Yama cannot take away."

Every step of this operation was within her plan, yet it was too smooth indeed.

According to her estimation, the Sky Tower Master should have sent a new batch of people here, but none came.

Ye Wanlan squinted her eyes, could it be, something has trapped the Sky Tower Master?

Or, someone?

**

At the same moment, at the Heaven-reaching Tower.

Left waiting and right waiting, yet the Jidao Sect Leader did not appear, and the young man grew impatient despite his tolerance.

"There are ten seconds remaining until the agreed time." The young man said coldly, "If within these ten seconds, your sect leader hasn’t appeared, then—"

Before he finished speaking, the Right Protector interrupted him: "What’s the rush, what’s the rush? You said there’s still ten seconds, has it passed?"

The young man’s face turned green, looking completely exasperated.

But as he was about to say something, the Left Protector cut him off too.

"Of course it hasn’t." The Left Protector said leisurely, "Still five, four—three, two, one!"

"Whoosh—"

The wind swept by, and a figure appeared.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the Right Protector and Left Protector immediately threw all the melon seed shells onto the young man’s body.

The two knelt down on one knee, paying their respects, "Subordinates greet the Daoist Master!"

From the outside, although the newcomer wore a mask, it’s still discernible from his form and gait that he is an exceedingly young man.

He is elegant, noble, exuding an aura of transcendence and aloofness, like a tea flower swaying in the wind atop a snow-capped mountain.

But upon closer inspection, one can sense the suppressed darkness and hostility within him, forbidding any contempt.

The young man covered in melon seed shells didn’t have time to be angry, his expression was shocked, with lingering fear in his eyes.

The guards at the Heaven-reaching Tower are exceedingly strict, each level has many Guardians, and each is stronger than the last.

Even he didn’t know how strong the guards on the top level really were.

Even the various forces at the Global Center couldn’t possibly infiltrate the Heaven-reaching Tower quietly.

Yet, the exceptionally young man before him did.

He had no idea when this young man had appeared!

Yan Tingfeng waved his sleeve indifferently, "Let your Tower Master come see me."

He said "let," not "invite."