Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 709 Oh no, it’s Xiang Lan! [1st update]

Chapter 709: 709 Oh no, it’s Xiang Lan! [1st update]

"..."

The hall fell silent.

"Ah Lan!" Christine’s expression suddenly brightened, and she stepped forward immediately, "Are you alright?"

"I’m fine." Ye Wanlan glanced at several familiar faces present and instantly understood what was going on.

It seemed that Christine had seen her "abducted" by Yan Tingfeng, and in her panic, she called everyone she could.

"Sorry, it was my oversight." Ye Wanlan patted Christine on the shoulder, "We’re among friends. The performance is over, so there’s no need for swords and knives between us."

"Friends?" Christine was taken aback, then turned her gaze to the side.

"Indeed, we’re friends." Yan Tingfeng raised his hand, slowly removed his mask, and apologized, "I didn’t know the subordinates intercepted Xiao Wan’s supplies. They’ve been reprimanded."

This time, it was Christine who lost her composure.

The illustrious Jidao Sect Leader was this seemingly frail white-haired man?!

But judging from his appearance, he looked no more than twenty-five at most!

The Extreme Path Organization has been established for twenty-five years.

"Friends?!" Ling Yunzhan was equally stunned, even stumbling a bit, "So... today, the flood washed the Dragon King Temple."

"Yes, yes!" The Right Protector stared intently at the hand still before his face, not daring to nod his head, "We truly are friends, I wasn’t lying!"

Iliate withdrew his hand and shrugged, "It seems I’ll have to find another bad guy to test the poison."

The Right Protector fell to his knees with a thud, holding onto Yan Tingfeng’s leg and crying, "Boss, you’re finally back. If you had come a step later, I wouldn’t have survived!"

"The incident happened suddenly, it’s my fault." Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes drooped, "I won’t dock your bonuses."

"Thank you, Boss!" The Right Protector immediately stopped crying, overjoyed.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, I think I’ll go back to sleep." Wen Chaosheng said weakly, "I’ve been busy with files lately, and it’s given me dark circles."

Ye Wanlan raised her hand and tossed him a bottle of medicine, "Remember to take it."

Wen Chaosheng was very pleased, "Thank you, Sister Lan."

"No, that doesn’t make sense!" Yeh Xingli stared intently at Yan Tingfeng, "How can you be the Jidao Sect Leader?"

Yan Tingfeng raised an eyebrow, "Why not?"

"Logically, the Jidao Sect Leader should be ruthless and cold-blooded." Yeh Xingli frowned, "You don’t look like that at all."

"Oh?" Yan Tingfeng’s voice was breezy, "Is that so?"

"Buzz——!"

Just as his voice fell, a wave of power suddenly descended!

An icy aura flooded the space, making everyone feel as if they were in a wintry snowfield.

Yeh Xingli’s body shivered, actually trembling several times.

But in a moment, that aura vanished without a trace.

Looking up again, Yan Tingfeng’s eyes still held a smile, gentle like spring water, with no trace of malice.

He was indeed adept at controlling his power!

Yeh Xingli slowly exhaled and squeezed his stiff shoulders, "Now I believe it."

"Since you all rarely visit, I must entertain you well." Yan Tingfeng smiled gently, "Please, have a seat."

The Right Protector and Left Protector were very perceptive and immediately went to make preparations.

Soon, food and drinks were served.

"My apologies earlier." Iliate said to the Right Protector, "Hey, don’t take it to heart."

"No worries, of course not." The Right Protector clasped his fists, "Might I ask, who are you?"

"Oh, my name doesn’t carry as much weight as the others here, it’s normal that you don’t know me, I’m not upset." Iliate sighed deeply, "My surname is Ian, name Iliate."

The Left Protector and Right Protector exchanged a glance, seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.

Clearly, they hadn’t heard of this name before.

"I’m an embarrassment to my group." Iliate was quite melancholy, "Look at them, each with immense fame, calling the wind and summoning the rain. And me? Who knows me?"

"Well, Brother Ian, people live a life to enjoy it." The Right Protector pondered for a moment, consoling him, "You have your own skill, and fame is just a fleeting thing."

The Left Protector nodded seriously.

Their names were also unknown.

"I understand that, but there’s still a little disparity in my heart." Suddenly, Iliate’s sad expression vanished, and he became animated, "But, I do have a nickname, and it’s quite impressive."

The Right Protector thought, as the Right Protector of the Extreme Path Organization, he wasn’t unknown.

In Jianghu, not everyone liked using their real names.

The Left Protector clasped his fists again, "Might I ask, what is your nickname?"

"Deadly Poison Master." Iliate boasted, "I really like this nickname; it makes me seem formidable."

The Right Protector: "..."

The Left Protector: "..."

This is called unremarkable?

This is incredibly remarkable, famous for two centuries!

The title Deadly Poison Master, though somewhat flamboyant, accurately showcased Iliate’s capabilities.

In the field of poison, at the Global Center, he is second to none.

"Old Zuo, I feel like we’re the truly weak and pitiful ones." The Right Protector was saddened, "I used to think that following the boss, I had made a name for myself at the Global Center, but now I realize I’m still a frog at the bottom of the well."

The Left Protector’s gaze was vacant, and his expression was stiff, "What kind of background does the boss’s phone wallpaper have?"

Gathering so many people, could it be to take down the Heaven-reaching Tower?

**

On the other side, the Heaven-reaching Tower.

In the dark night, the Heaven-reaching Tower was brightly lit, like a morning star.

"Tower Master, our plan worked." Modi respectfully reported, "Christine took people to the Extreme Path Headquarters, and at first, the Jidao Sect Leader was retreating, but in the end, infuriated, he killed the mercenaries she brought."

"Good news." The Sky Tower Master said lightly, "Any clues on Yuan Yiming’s whereabouts?"

Modi shook his head slightly, "We can only determine that it must have been done by the People of Shenzhou. In today’s high-tech society, only they would use cold weapons."

The martial arts of Shenzhou are indeed a world wonder.

The Sky Tower Master said, "Bring the bodies over, let me see."

Three minutes later, the two young men’s bodies, slain by Ye Wanlan, were brought over.

"Tower Master, look, both were slain with a single slash to the throat." Modi said, "Their expressions were full of disbelief, clearly not expecting to be killed by cold weapons."

Even though these two young men were overconfident, the opponent’s ability to take them out with a single stroke demonstrated exceptional martial prowess.

The Sky Tower Master paused, carefully examining the wounds on the two young men’s necks.

The wounds had scabbed over, turning black-red.

The next second, for reasons unclear, the Sky Tower Master’s expression, usually unchanging even in a cataclysm, dramatically altered, a rare loss of composure.

"Tower Master?" Seeing his expression, Modi couldn’t help but be shocked.

Since serving the Sky Tower Master, Modi had never seen any emotional fluctuation in the Tower Master.

At the Global Center, everyone said the Heaven-reaching Tower was the closest place to the Divine World, and the Sky Tower Master was the closest being to a deity.

What could cause a deity to be so dismayed?

The next second, the Sky Tower Master actually took a few steps back, murmuring, "These are wounds caused by the Shadow Trailing Sword... No good! Xiang Lan?!"