Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 863 She saw his 26 years [ - 1]

Throughout the chronicles of Shenzhou, whether official or unofficial histories, there has never been a record of the death of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower nor of the sudden downfall of the Highest Heaven Tower, leaving not even a trace of legacy.

Therefore, some historians say that the Master of Highest Heaven Tower was ruthless and callous, and that the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies was actually a deceitful alliance with the enemy, with the purpose of exterminating the Six Great Sects and the Xiang Imperial Family, so he could reign alone.

Other historians say that the Master of Highest Heaven Tower also perished in that Battle of Ten Thousand Armies, dying silently and without leaving any trace.

Originally, Ye Wanlan also believed that the Master of Highest Heaven Tower invoked the forces of Heaven and Earth, the Five Elements, and Yin Yang to protect Shenzhou, sacrificing his life and fading into oblivion.

But to her surprise, she heard that someone had cleaved the Power Angel Ouya with a single stroke, meaning the Master of Highest Heaven Tower must still be alive.

Only he chooses not to show himself, undoubtedly restricted in some way.

He does not want to be found, hence she cannot find him.

"Si Clan Patriarch, I really like this gift," Ye Wanlan slowly lifted her head, "and if there are any areas in need of assistance in the future, I will definitely try my best."

"Miss Ye is too courteous," Si Clan Patriarch felt somewhat flattered, "Xiao Shu wishes to have a word with Miss Ye — is Miss Ye available for this?"

Ye Wanlan nodded, "Certainly."

After several days of recuperation, Si Yanshu’s body had returned to normal.

Upon seeing Ye Wanlan, she immediately knelt down without saying a word, "Had it not been for Miss Ye saving me, I would not know how long I might have been tormented by that soul, and my parents and brothers would also have been deceived by her."

"Please rise," Ye Wanlan helped her up, "Is there anywhere in your spirit that feels uncomfortable?"

"No," Si Yanshu shook her head with a smile, "The time I was trapped was not as long as Miss Ye, and the soul could not harm my spirit."

"That’s good to hear," Ye Wanlan paused, recounting the matters of the Time Administration Bureau, "Be cautious, as other Time Punishers might come."

Si Yanshu was shocked, "Thank you, Miss Ye, for the warning. I will be vigilant."

After leaving the Si Family, Ye Wanlan immediately took a helicopter back to Yunjing.

"Saintess," she found Yue Zheng and took out the silver box, "Have you ever seen this silver box?"

"This box..." Yue Zheng furrowed her brows and slowly shook her head, "I have indeed never seen it."

"It belongs to the Master of Highest Heaven Tower," Ye Wanlan frowned slightly, "I will go ask Senior Brother about it."

Xie Linyuan, Huo Jingyu, Lin Fanyin and others were still residing at the Rong Family’s Back Mountain, but given their current condition, they wanted to help but were powerless.

Seeing Ye Wanlan, everyone was overjoyed.

"Little Junior Sister!"

"Your Highness!"

"Ah Lan!"

"Didn’t you go to Atlantis, why are you back?" Xiang Mingyu was surprised, "Has the matter in Atlantis been resolved?" freёnovelkiss.com

"Not yet, Aunt," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly and recounted the events of the past few days.

"To think there are seven messengers in total," Hua Yingyue couldn’t help but exclaim, clenching her fists, "Damn it, if I were still here, I would certainly not allow them to act so arrogantly!"

Yan Shunhua gently placed her hand on her shoulder and chuckled, "Indeed, I wish to see King Qin’s grandeur once again."

"I retrieved the belongings of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower from the Si Family," Ye Wanlan took out the silver box, "Do any of you know what’s inside?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Ye Wanlan sighed, "We can only try to open it."

As for Mechanical Techniques, she hadn’t systematically learned it, only remembered a bit from watching He Jia make mechanisms.

This silver box was extremely intricate, and the smaller the mechanism, the harder it was to open.

It took a full hour for Ye Wanlan to finally open this palm-sized silver box.

"This..." Huo Jingyu was slightly stunned when he saw what was inside the box.

Inside was gray-white powder.

It turned out to be ashes.

Xie Linyuan paused, "Could this be... the ashes of his relatives?"

He immediately denied this possibility after saying it.

The Master of Highest Heaven Tower 300 years ago lived solitary and cold-hearted. His parents were killed by Jianghu adversaries when he was just three years old; he had no relatives or friends.

Ye Wanlan looked at the box of ashes silently.

A few seconds later, she bit her fingertip and let the blood drip onto the silver box.

The blood instantly seeped into the silver box, and a brilliant light burst forth.

With a flicker in her sight, the world before her eyes had changed to another.

The sound of the wind, hoofbeats, and the clashing of swords and blades mingled in a cacophony, rushing in Ye Wanlan’s ears.

"Yan Wuhen, Su Hongxiu, stop fleeing, there is a cliff ahead, there’s no way forward!"

"Hand over the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method, and we’ll spare your lives!"

"You two want to monopolize the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method, isn’t that too greedy? Surrender it so we can all share."

Ye Wanlan jerked her head up and saw two people fleeing ahead.

A man and woman, both dressed in black.

And in the man’s arms was a boy of about three years old.

The Master of Highest Heaven Tower!

In an instant, Ye Wanlan discerned the identities of these three and understood what had happened.

At that time, Jianghu rumors said the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method was the finest of all mental methods, enabling cultivators to achieve the utmost perfect state of mind, with no inner demons arising.

The allure for Jianghu people was immense.

If one could cultivate without distraction, their Inner Strength would progress rapidly.

To obtain the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method, many people pursued Yan Wuhen and Su Hongxiu to kill them.

Two fists are no match for four hands, and this hunt lasted a full three years; despite the significant cultivation of Yan Wuhen and Su Hongxiu, they ultimately could not resist.

The couple was driven to the cliff, this place was the Bottomless Cliff, from which those who fell met their demise, no matter how superior their Qinggong.

The pursuers pressed closer, "See where can you escape! I’ll say it once more, hand over the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method!"

Yan Wuhen placed the boy on the ground and drew his sword, speaking with pauses between each word, "Wife, you all go."

Su Hongxiu gritted her teeth, "We go together, or none go."

The boy clutched Su Hongxiu’s hand, his gaze fixated on the pursuers as if committing every face to memory.

"Go?" The leading pursuer sneered, "Chased for miles, you two have exhausted your Inner Strength, without surrendering the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method, none shall leave!"

Despite Yan Wuhen’s prowess, he could not stand against dozens.

At last, his body fell before his wife’s eyes.

"Run!" Su Hongxiu’s orifices bled profusely, her voice trembling, "Run! Hurry and run!"

The boy continued to hold her hand.

Seeing him unwilling to leave, Su Hongxiu bit her lip, severing her own left hand and pushed him away, confronting the attackers herself.

"Mother—!"

A heart-wrenching scream, the boy and the severed hand fell off the cliff.

He raised his head, only able to see numerous Cold Blades piercing through Su Hongxiu’s body.

"Schick!"

The blades retracted, Su Hongxiu fell beside Yan Wuhen, eyes unable to close even in death.

"Falling off this Bottomless Cliff means one can’t survive," the leader said, "Yet the pair were cunning enough; dying without handing over the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Heart Method, hmph, dying is even less forgiveness for them!"

The pursuers all left.

They didn’t know the boy, despite falling into the Bottomless Cliff, did not perish. He was extraordinarily fortunate to survive, but gravely injured.

He remained unconscious for seven days and nights before finally waking.

All that was left in his hand was Su Hongxiu’s severed hand, dripping with blood.

In silence, the boy got up, lit a fire, and burned the severed hand into ash before packing it into a silver box.

Ye Wanlan suddenly understood.

The ashes inside that silver box were indeed those of the Master of Highest Heaven Tower’s mother.

He only had a severed hand, incapable of even burying his parents.

The ashes remained in the silver box, carried with him, as though keeping his parents alive this way.

After doing all that, the boy stood up, lifted his head, and met Ye Wanlan’s gaze.

Ye Wanlan’s heart trembled.

What kind of expression was that?

Killing intent, hatred, aggression, desolation...

It’s hard to imagine such emotions surfacing in a three-year-old child.

His beautiful phoenix eyes were blood-red, full of blood streaks, yet devoid of any shimmer.

His parents killed by enemies, he did not cry; he only had hatred.

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