Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 829 Met again, Little Yongning [1st update]

"!!!"

Aside from Yan Tingfeng who remained exceptionally calm, both Lancelot and Silvia widened their eyes in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

The Cangming Seal was indeed accidentally discovered by Silvia’s subordinates. Initially, it was thought to be a forgery intended to plunge Cangyuan Country into chaos, possibly a conspiracy by Chongming Country.

However, this object was impervious to water and fire, and even lasers couldn’t penetrate it in the slightest.

Only the genuine Cangming Seal could reach such a level; any imitation would be impossible.

The older an artifact, the more spiritual it becomes.

The Imperial Jade Seal is like this, and so is the Cangming Seal.

Lancelot cautiously reached out his hand, lightly touching the dark blue phantom, "My God, it’s truly the Cangming Seal, how did it end up in your hands?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

"It flew over by itself," Ye Wanlan didn’t hide it, "Since it came, I certainly wasn’t going to let it go."

"What?!" Lancelot’s eyes widened further, planting his hands on the table, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Naturally seeking its master..." Silvia murmured, then suddenly raised her head, speaking each word forcefully, "Sister YN, you are the chosen monarch of Atlantis!"

"So, let me ask you two—" Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, tapping her finger lightly, "Are you interested in joining me for a grand enterprise?"

The tone was calm, as if asking about going for tea together.

Lancelot’s heart skipped a beat, as though about to leap out of his chest, pounding heavily; even his long-dormant blood began to boil.

He’d long wanted to overthrow the Beirut King’s rule, though he had always been self-aware.

He could kill, fight, and lead soldiers, but managing a kingdom was beyond him.

If it was YN extending such an invitation...

Then, he was indeed interested.

"Me?" Silvia was taken aback, "I... don’t seem very useful."

"Useful, definitely useful!" Lancelot quickly interjected, "You have money, and any venture needs money, you’re incredibly useful."

Silvia stared coldly at him, "I have money, but I’m not giving it to you."

Lancelot: "..."

Yan Tingfeng turned his head toward Ye Wanlan, simply smiling, "The merits of following a rising dragon, I can’t wait."

Three hundred years ago, he didn’t have that chance.

Three hundred years later, how could he let it slip?

"But right now I still know too little about Atlantis," Ye Wanlan clasped her hands together, "If Atlantians want to come ashore, what exactly are the restrictions?"

"Sister YN," Silvia paused, "Speaking of which, Atlantis and the land were only fully separated from three hundred years ago."

Ye Wanlan narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean by that?"

"Now that you mention it, I do recall," Lancelot said seriously, "Before the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies in Shenzhou, it wasn’t so difficult for Atlantians to come ashore, so some powerful Atlantians you’ve encountered on land blended in from three hundred years ago."

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly.

"And when the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies began, we suddenly found that while Atlantis hadn’t left this world, high-grade Divine Bloodline holders were blocked out, unable to land," Lancelot continued, "Unless they sealed their bloodline and became human."

Khor Peiqing was such a case.

"Supreme Wisdom seems to have a way to get Beta-level Divine Bloodline holders ashore, but Alpha-level can’t be," Silvia thought for a moment, "I think the restriction might be to maintain balance, because an Alpha-level Divine Bloodline holder poses too great a threat to the land."

"That’s not right," Ye Wanlan said, "If it were only for balance, then such a major restriction wouldn’t have appeared exactly three hundred years ago."

Lancelot and Silvia exchanged a glance, "Atlantis’ restriction... related to the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies?!"

"Because..." Ye Wanlan chuckled lightly, "The other side is clearly aware, if Atlantians also got involved in this conflict, the outcome wouldn’t be as they wished."

Back then, Shenzhou was still ancient, but Atlantis had already entered modern society, with a certain degree of modern military might.

If this power appeared in Shenzhou, then those self-proclaimed forces of higher civilizations wouldn’t have found it easy.

"Sister YN, do you mean... someone’s power has grown enough to block high-level Divine Bloodline holders from Atlantis from coming to land?" Silvia shuddered involuntarily, "If such a person exists, who could possibly be their opponent?"

"I don’t know," Ye Wanlan replied casually, "But I’m willing to give it my best shot."

A calm statement, but it struck at the hearts of Lancelot and Silvia powerfully.

Knowing it’s undefeatable, yet still pursuing.

Knowing the path is impassable, yet still progressing.

"Good!" Lancelot slammed the table, "I’m with you, so how about now I just lead the troops into the Royal Palace?"

The veins on Silvia’s forehead twitched, "You indeed only know how to fight and kill."

"The time isn’t right, it’ll only be an effort in vain," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, taking up the gold carving she had auctioned, "Yaya, where was this found?"

"In a Great Rift Valley east of the Royal City," Silvia pondered for a moment, "It’s a strange place. Since you’re asking, Sister YN, I reckon there might still be some human relics there."

"Tingting, let’s head there first," Ye Wanlan stood, "A key won’t appear alone."

The lock which the key can open must also be nearby.

Yan Tingfeng nodded, "Let’s go."

"Yaya, continue resting," Ye Wanlan put away the Golden Ball, "Lancelot, the Imperial Guards can be dismissed. You can’t actually capture Beirut now."

The considered perception of the Flanders Royal Family is still quite high.

And the timing, geography, and harmony of people, all are indispensable.

"He’s getting off easy," Lancelot grumbled, "Fine, we’ll do as you say."

The group split up.

The Great Rift Valley Silvia mentioned was close to the Royal City, but too steep, and with towering trees all around, few Atlantians came here.

"Is Xiao Wan thinking that Great Ancestor Ning’s treasure also fell into Atlantis?" Yan Tingfeng mused, "If so, it’s probably not a coincidence."

"Hmm," Ye Wanlan murmured, "Whether it’s as I think, we’ll have to see when we find it."

Seeing the top of the Phoenix Origin Pagoda back then, she knew that Great Ancestor Ning was even more legendary than the history books conveyed.

Great Ancestor Ning left numerous preparations, and every step was definitely not without purpose.

If he knew they would meet, could he really have been unaware that the key would fall into Atlantis?

Following the route provided by Silvia, Ye Wanlan found the location where the Golden Ball was discovered.

It was a cave, not very deep, only three meters long.

The stone walls were veiled by lush leaves, making it appear quite ordinary.

Even if someone passed by, they wouldn’t give it another glance.

But to Ye Wanlan, versed in Mechanical Techniques, this was a gate.

"Found it," Ye Wanlan lifted her head, scanning swiftly to confirm the location of the keyhole, "Tingting, step back."

She took out the Golden Ball, slowly placing it into a rather inconspicuous depression.

And then, as soon as the Golden Ball touched the depression, like a drop of water falling into the sea, it was directly absorbed by the stone wall!

"Click-clack—"

"Boom rumble!"

The sound of mechanisms turning was like thunder in her ears, leaves shook loose onto the ground.

The vibration continued for several minutes, the entire stone wall split open with a huge crack.

White light streamed endlessly through the gap, the stone walls opened to the sides, revealing a truly vast interior.

Ye Wanlan stepped forward, yet hadn’t clearly seen the inner world.

"Hahahahaha!" A voice rang out, though aged, it lost none of its exuberance and was filled with spirit, "We meet again, after all this time!"

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