Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 847 It’s actually you! [1st update]

Lancelot suddenly widened his eyes and stood up abruptly, his voice raised, "What did you say?!"

Khor Peiqing obviously also knew the name Beitang Xinyi, and her pupils constricted sharply, "The former queen of Cangyuan Country?"

"No... it’s not just that." Lancelot stared fiercely at Ye Wanlan, "What did you call Beitang Xinyi?!"

Ye Wanlan remained calm, "Grandmother."

"You..." Lancelot was almost speechless, "You’re mixed with the Fran Ders Royal Family’s blood?!"

Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows, "You seem quite surprised?"

"Surprised doesn’t even cut it, it’s downright shocking!" Lancelot couldn’t help but shout, "What else is there about you that I don’t know? Can you just spill it all at once? My heart can’t take these constant shocks!"

"There’s nothing more for now." Ye Wanlan spoke unhurriedly, "I’ll tell you if I discover anything else in the future."

"It’s strange, the descendants of Beirut are all living well in the Royal Palace, and their royal family has always been opposed to mixing with humans, never allowing their bloodline to be tainted." Lancelot murmured with a frown, suddenly coming to a realization, "Could you be the daughter of the Prophetic Son?!"

Ye Wanlan replied softly, "He is my father, but neither my grandmother nor I know where he went."

"Great!" Lancelot clapped his hands, "The priest’s prophecy turned out to be true, who’d have thought not only the Prophetic Son survived, but there’s also Sister YN, you?"

Khor Peiqing calmed herself, "The former queen is still alive, which is good news for us, but if Beirut finds out, her situation will be dangerous."

"Aunt’s thoughts are the same as mine." Ye Wanlan spoke slowly, "So, what I need to do next is weaken Beirut’s power and his control over Cangyuan Country."

The Beirut King has sat on the throne for hundreds of years, his claws have long taken root in every corner of Cangyuan Country, and now they are deeply entrenched.

Eradicating them completely is no simple task.

Moreover, the Beirut King, Princess Meivis, and other royal members still hold significant esteem in the eyes of the Cangyuan people.

But most importantly—

Ye Wanlan uttered the title, "Cangyuan Great Priest."

"That old man might as well have died in the Sea of Stars, he hasn’t shown his face for decades." Lancelot’s brows knitted, "He’s blindly loyal, always protecting Beirut, he’s really hard to deal with."

"Ah Lan, whatever you intend to do, I will support you." Khor Peiqing stated each word clearly, "Go ahead and do what you want, you will succeed."

Ye Wanlan reached out to hug Khor Peiqing, and she smiled, "I know, I’ve always had you all behind me."

Therefore, she had the confidence to stride forward boldly.

"Since Sister YN has the Fran Ders Royal Family bloodline, taking that position is only natural." Lancelot patted his chest, "Rest assured, at your command, I will be the first to support you."

"Thank you." Ye Wanlan walked to Chang Li and gently woke her up.

Chang Li suddenly opened her eyes, the pain in her neck still lingering.

"Huh... huh..." She gasped heavily, remnants of fear still on her face, but what she uttered was a scream, "Qingluan!"

She was still unwilling, she should have been the one to escort Qingluan back to the Royal Palace for public execution!

"Qing... Qingluan, I really despise you!" Chang Li gritted her teeth, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, "Why are you more favored by Mother? Why is your talent better than mine? Why does even elder brother prefer you? I was obviously born first!"

Khor Peiqing raised her head and finally spoke, "Chang Li, I never wanted to compete with you for anything."

"Ha, you never wanted to, yet everyone is partial to you!" Chang Li’s eyes were filled with irrepressible resentment, "You left, just leave, why return? Why?!"

Khor Peiqing looked at her coldly, "What you want doesn’t matter to me."

"Qingluan, if you have the guts, kill me!" Chang Li sneered, "If you kill me, you’ll truly become a trai—ugh!"

Her chin was clasped by a hand, forcefully turning her head.

"A few months ago, a vein appeared in Chongming Country." Ye Wanlan leaned down slowly, "A human accidentally entered it."

"A vein?" Chang Li frowned, indeed recalling such an event, "What, do you expect me to rescue your friend? A human entering Chongming Country only has one outcome, and that is death!"

Chongming Country is different from Cangyuan Country; the former harbors deep hatred for humans.

Ye Wanlan simply asked, "Where is she?"

"Ha! You want to save her? Impossible!" Chang Li took a breath, then laughed, "That mine isn’t controlled by my father but by Envoy Shenxiu!"

Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed sharply.

"Lord Shenxiu serves only the Supreme Wisdom. You humans dare to trespass on the Supreme Wisdom’s territory... hmph!" Chang Li’s laugh was vicious, "Of course, it’s impossible she’s still alive!"

"Envoy Shenxiu..." Ye Wanlan raised her head, softly repeating the name, "Then, let’s start with her."

Chang Li’s expression changed instantly, "What do you mean start with her? Are you going against the envoy? You’re overestimating yourself!"

Ye Wanlan no longer paid her any attention; she merely knocked her out again before turning her head, "Where is Envoy Shenxiu likely to appear?"

"He?" Lancelot touched his nose, "I remember he practices on a Lonely Mountain in Chongming Country, she’s not easy to deal with."

"I understand." Ye Wanlan’s voice was calm, "Send me the information."

"Sister YN, she excels in Illusionary Realm nightmares." Lancelot’s expression was stern, "The whole mountain is her domain, if you go alone, I’m afraid..."

"I will be careful." Ye Wanlan smiled, "But my friend is in trouble, I can’t stand idly by."

Lancelot tried to persuade her further, "Sister YN, why not let me—"

"No." Ye Wanlan said coldly, "If you leave, the military base will undoubtedly fall into chaos."

Lancelot paused and ultimately lowered his head.

"I’ll leave her to you." Ye Wanlan glanced at Chang Li, "Chongming Country may soon send people to demand her."

"Leave it to me." Lancelot nodded, "Sister YN, go with peace of mind."

**

Elsewhere, outside the Great Rift Valley of Cangyuan Royal City.

Yan Tingfeng sat cross-legged, quietly regulating his breath.

The black lines had already extended to his wrist bones, ankles, and neck. To prevent Ye Wanlan from worrying, he wore high-collared clothes.

Suddenly, the wind surged, the clouds roiled, and the world changed color.

"Hahaha! Master of Highest Heaven Tower, long time no see!" A loud laugh echoed, "Seeing an old friend, why not get up quickly to greet them?"

Yan Tingfeng’s eyes flashed open, "It turns out to be you."

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