Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 701 Facing the Sky Tower Master! [1 Update]

Chapter 701: 701 Facing the Sky Tower Master! [1 Update]

The history of the Heaven-reaching Tower predates the Global Center.

It is said that more than three hundred years ago, the group that discovered this new continent overlooking the Shenzhou Land Continent first saw this towering structure reaching into the clouds.

They believed it was a miracle, and this continent was a blessing from the gods.

Thus, they named it the "Global Center."

This is the center of the entire world.

How many masters the Heaven-reaching Tower has had, no one knows.

But everyone knows that the Sky Tower Master is the most supreme existence in the world, whose authority cannot be challenged.

After the shock, the youth replaced it with anger: "To have the Tower Master come to see you? I think you are—"

"Do not be rude." A gentle voice emerged, akin to the sound of the Fanyin, "Who comes and goes, it’s all the same."

The expressions of the Left and Right Guardians became a bit solemn.

This was their first time seeing the Sky Tower Master.

To their surprise, the Sky Tower Master’s appearance was quite ordinary, absolutely indistinguishable in a crowd.

More strangely, no matter how many times one looks at him, his visage is impossible to recall in the mind.

"Step back." The Sky Tower Master smiled faintly, "The Daoist and I have matters to discuss."

"Yes, Tower Master." The youth clasped his fist respectfully and retreated.

Yan Tingfeng raised his hand: "You may leave too."

The Left Protector and Right Protector exchanged a glance, and after leaving this level’s chamber, continued munching on melon seeds.

"Please follow me, Daoist." The Sky Tower Master’s smile deepened, "Finally meeting the Daoist, I am quite comforted."

Yan Tingfeng had a calm expression: "This seat is in a good mood today and can meet the Tower Master."

The Sky Tower Master didn’t mind it and invited Yan Tingfeng into the dining room, where the table had prepared wine and food.

After Yan Tingfeng sat down, he did not speak, but began to enjoy the delicacies on his plate.

Without him speaking, the Sky Tower Master remained silent too.

Time just passed by minute by minute until Yan Tingfeng put down the chopsticks in his hand.

The Sky Tower Master was also waiting.

"Tower Master, something has happened!" However, just at that moment, a young man rushed in hurriedly.

He was about to speak but stopped immediately upon seeing Yan Tingfeng sitting at the long table’s end.

The Sky Tower Master’s expression didn’t change: "All matters wait until the Daoist’s matters are concluded before saying."

The young man’s heart skipped inexplicably, he looked towards Yan Tingfeng.

So, is this the fabled Jidao Sect Leader?

Extreme Path was a power established at the beginning of the 21st century, over twenty years ago, yet the Jidao Sect Leader is still so youthful?

But youth remains prevalent at Global Center, which is not a rare phenomenon anymore.

The simplest method is to inject the corresponding genetic medicine to slow down the aging process.

"It seems the Tower Master has other matters." Yan Tingfeng put down the teacup, got up unhurriedly, "Then this seat will not linger much today, will attend at the next Roundtable Conference."

The Sky Tower Master’s expression remained unchanged, he smiled slightly: "Will not send the Daoist off then."

Yan Tingfeng walked to the large window.

This is not the top floor, but it is also above the hundredth floor, the scenery beneath the tower is fully visible.

"Standing here and looking at the view is indeed wonderful." Yan Tingfeng chuckled lightly, "It almost feels like, from this angle, the whole world is in one’s hands."

The Sky Tower Master’s brow twitched slightly: "It’s rare, on this aspect, Daoist and I share the same opinion."

"Just that, standing high and seeing far, can still make one liable to be blinded by illusions." Yan Tingfeng slightly inclined his head, "This seat hopes the Tower Master does not misstep and fall from here."

His tone was gentle, his voice pleasant and melodious, each word akin to lovers’ whispers, tender yet drawn-out.

But to the ears, it was rampant with hostility, rampant with killing intent.

The Sky Tower Master’s eyes narrowed.

The young man was even more startled and angry: "You are looking for—"

His words stuck in his throat because Yan Tingfeng, who moments ago was by the window, now suddenly appeared before him.

With a "clack," the young man’s throat was locked by a slender, articulated hand.

His eyes widened, revealing a few expressions of disbelief.

"Daoist." At this moment, the Sky Tower Master still showed no emotion, his voice remaining gentle, "The child does not understand, don’t bother to argue with them."

"Has the Tower Master not taught subordinates the ways of conduct?" Yan Tingfeng smiled, eyes narrowing slightly, "What if they cause trouble for the Tower Master in the future?"

At this moment, the young man suddenly felt a sense likened to "death" swiftly approaching, his face turned beet red, struggling to breathe.

The Sky Tower Master watched Yan Tingfeng intently, without saying a word.

Just when the young man thought he would be strangled to death, the icy hand gripping his neck released him.

"Hah—hah—" The young man gasped for air, eyes still reflecting fear.

This young man...

The next second, his pupils contracted again.

Because he saw Yan Tingfeng actually leap straight out from the window!

This scene finally made the Sky Tower Master’s brow furrow a bit more seriously.

He stopped smiling and walked to the window.

Only the sound of wind, the sight of white clouds, no silhouette could be seen.

The Sky Tower Master clasped his hands behind his back: "Speak."

"Cough, cough... Yes!" The young man breathed a few times before speaking, "Yuan Yiming has been rescued by unknown people, the surveillance can’t be restored, all our people are also... killed in action."

The last two words were spoken with great difficulty.

The Sky Tower Master suddenly turned his head and spoke softly: "Such audacity."

"What does the Tower Master mean?" The young man asked cautiously.

The Sky Tower Master lifted his hand, catching a falling petal, and said with a remarkable casualness: "Let Modi personally make a trip to the International Strategy Research Center."

Upon hearing this name, the young man’s expression tensed: "Yes, Tower Master."

Outside the Heaven-reaching Tower.

Evidently, the news of Dean Yuan being rescued had already spread.

"Boss, who do you think is so bold, actually killed a hundred Tower guards and rescued the person?" The Right Protector couldn’t help but marvel, "This is simply a provocation to the authority of the Heaven-reaching Tower!"

Yan Tingfeng wiped his hands and asked indifferently: "Related to you?"

"Hehe, of course it has nothing to do with me." The Right Protector rubbed his hands, "I’m just curious, wanting to know which hero is so powerful!"

Yan Tingfeng said no more words, he turned around, his figure soon disappeared.

"Ah, our boss, everywhere is good, looks good, good body, good martial arts." The Right Protector sighed deeply, "Just the personality is not so great, might scare people, let’s go, Old Zuo."

The Left Protector pondered briefly: "Xiao You, why do I feel our boss knows that person?"

"Who knows." The Right Protector yawned, muttering to himself, "I also feel our boss was deliberately stalling for time."

**

Thirty minutes later, Ye Wanlan and Christine rendezvoused.

Dean Yuan indeed suffered significantly, even with Ye Wanlan feeding him life-saving medicine and sealing his meridians with Silver Needles, blood still dripped down, staining her clothes red.

Christine too was startled: "Ah Lan, just what’s going on..."

"No time to explain now, get on the plane first." Ye Wanlan said quickly, "I must immediately treat Old Yuan!"

"All equipment has been prepared." Christine also realized the severity of the situation, "This is my vacation plane; the major airports of Global Center won’t log this plane’s route, you can use it without worry."

"Thank you." Ye Wanlan, with Christine’s help, placed Dean Yuan on the sickbed.

She immediately went to change into surgical attire and performed sterile processing.

Christine didn’t understand medicine, she could only sit outside and wait.

"Beep beep beep—"

The phone rang, messages in the group chat were coming in rapidly.

Christine opened her phone, clicked into the group chat.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Old Ling and I are here at the Strategic Research Institute, it’s complete chaos!

[Ghostbuster Bro]: [Image]

Christine opened the image; even she felt her scalp explode instantly.