Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 917: Xiao Wan, I’m Still Alive [1st Update]

Chapter 917: Chapter 917: Xiao Wan, I’m Still Alive [1st Update]

"Teacher..." Ye Wanlan called her softly.

"I’m fine." Shen Mingshu waved her hand and smiled, "Just need some rest, Ah Lan, no need to worry about me."

She had long been someone who had experienced life and death and understood that the great affairs of the nation were her life’s direction, her singular focus.

Not only her, but everyone in the Ning Dynasty lived their lives striving and pursuing this ultimate goal.

She certainly wouldn’t despair and abandon her soul just because she knew Han Yunsheng couldn’t come back.

She would live, live to see Shenzhou grow stronger and more prosperous.

Only then would she be worthy of Heaven and Earth, worthy of herself, and worthy of her comrades of old.

Ye Wanlan watched Shen Mingshu enter the house, sighed lightly, and turned her head, "The ores and spiritual medicine I collected recently, please have the mine owner ensure the teacher takes them."

Shen Mingshu understood her, and how well she understood Shen Mingshu?

Shen Mingshu said her temperament partly resembled Han Yunsheng’s, stubborn and rigid.

But in truth, she also had traits like Shen Mingshu, being able to swiftly adjust personal emotions and then see the big picture.

"No problem, Miss Ye! No, no... Prince Yongning." The Master of Penglai Observatory stuttered again, "I’ll certainly take good care of Minister Shen."

Seeing the Master of Penglai Observatory so flustered, Xing Yue rolled his eyes, "Old man, didn’t you say that those cultivating the Tao should follow nature? Why are you so ungracious?"

The Master of Penglai Observatory glared angrily, "What’s gracious?"

Xing Yue extended his hand, hooking Ye Wanlan’s neck, speaking lazily: "This is graciousness. Ah Lan may be Princess Yongning, but she’s also my friend."

"What Xing Yue says is very true." Ye Wanlan nodded, "Temple Master, don’t be so constrained by my past identity."

The Master of Penglai Observatory scratched his head, "Since Prince Yongning says so, I’ll quickly change my mindset then."

As someone cultivating the Tao, he was used to seeing all sorts of things that transcended nature.

But that didn’t mean he could accept with ease and conscience when Princess Yongning stood in front of him.

The Master of Penglai Observatory pulled out the wine gourd he carried with him, taking a quick sip to calm his shock.

After confirming Shen Mingshu’s condition was no problem, Ye Wanlan and Xing Yue left Penglai Observatory together.

The two departed through the side door of the backyard because this period, Penglai Observatory was crowded with people.

Penglai, re-opened to the mountains, naturally drew people from across Shenzhou.

Xing Yue looked at those ascending the mountain, "Ah Lan, it’s really great. Penglai now recruits talent widely, and the strength of the Five Great Families has also seen significant enhancement, the Six Great Sects have never perished."

"It’s not that the Six Great Sects have never perished." Ye Wanlan, hands behind her back, smiled slightly, "As long as Shenzhou still has one person alive, then the bloodline continues, the heritage remains."

Those who could leave their names in the history books, were they not the elites of history?

Yet there were countless unnamed more, who also joined the endless galaxy, transforming into myriad stars, illuminating the world.

That is Shenzhou, a civilization enduring through eternity.

**

Atlantis, Chongming Country.

Five days had passed since Ye Wanlan ascended the throne as emperor, and the Chongming Royal Family had received clear news, feeling silent and deeply astonished.

Indeed, in Atlantis, there had never been a woman crowned as emperor. Tracing back through history, even thousands of years before when there was only Cangming Country, there was merely one female commander.

"Your Majesty, it seems clear that without us having to act, Cangyuan Country will surely bring about its own downfall."

"A woman as emperor, and they even recognized it, simply absurd!"

"Such a thing will never occur in Chongming!"

King Tianheng looked at the excited royal ministers below him, pressing his temples wearily, "Is there anything else to report?"

"Your Majesty," at this moment, a minister stepped forward, cupping his fists, "Crown Prince Bei Yin has been diligent for many years, but he has not birthed qualified descendants for our Chongming Royal Family. For Chongming’s future development, please change the heir."

All other voices were instantly silenced.

King Tianheng’s expression paused, his gaze sweeping around imposingly, "What do you all think?"

"I concur." Another minister voiced, "Though the eldest son has awoken, he was born a vegetable, not even awakening the divine bloodline, evidently unfit for such a duty."

Other ministers also spoke up, most believing Bei Yin was no longer qualified to be the Chongming Crown Prince.

"Then let’s wait for the upcoming assessment," King Tianheng said indifferently, "According to the rules, if the assessment fails, the Crown Prince will be deposed."

"Your Majesty is wise." The minister who spoke first reverently said, "Our Chongming will surely prevail over Cangyuan, unifying Atlantis!"

...

The news returned to the Crown Prince Mansion, and Bei Yin and Xuan Tan were not surprised.

This was something they had anticipated, so they had long prepared an escape plan for Yan Tingfeng.

At this moment, Yan Tingfeng was still in seclusion.

With this exceptionally compatible body, his cultivation was recovering at an astonishing pace, his Inner Strength rising to the Twelfth Level of Heaven!

His soul was also growing stronger, the stronger the soul, the stronger the magic.

Even if separated by thousands of miles, magic power could transcend time and space.

Thus, that night, Ye Wanlan had a dream.

This was no ordinary dream; her eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

Someone had used magic to enter her dream!

Dream-entering technique was not an advanced magic, but like the Heart Inquiry Skill, the higher the cultivation, the greater the power of the dream-entering technique.

To the extent of making the dreamer unable to distinguish reality.

Even though she had been busy these days without rest, her body and mind were tired, but not just anyone could enter her dream.

With her current cultivation, even Yue Zheng needed her permission to enter her dream.

Yet now, someone had entered her dream.

There were only two possibilities, either this person was someone extremely close to her, whom she wouldn’t guard against, or this person’s Taoist cultivation far exceeded hers!

If it were the latter...

In the dream, Ye Wanlan didn’t dare let her guard down, raising her vigilance.

The fog finally cleared, and to her surprise, the dreamer constructed a scene that was her former palace, Yongning Palace.

But it was not the Yongning Palace from three hundred years ago, rather the current sacred site bustling with incense and candles, a major tourist protected spot in Shenzhou.

Ye Wanlan stepped forward slowly, the wind brushing her cheeks, the scent of flowers faint.

Not a nightmare, but a delightful dream that set the heart at ease.

Until she passed through the front and middle halls, reaching the rear mountain, she finally saw a silhouette.

Ye Wanlan’s steps suddenly halted, her body freezing in an instant.

"Xiao Wan." The figure extended a hand towards her, smiling gently, "I am still alive."

He had said she didn’t need to find him, he would come to her.

Above the blue skies, below to Huangquan.

In this world, ultimately nothing could separate them.