Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 240 Sister Lan’s senior fellow disciple, Sword Saint’s Sword! [2nd Update]

Chapter 240: 240 Sister Lan’s senior fellow disciple, Sword Saint’s Sword! [2nd Update]

Qi Yunzhao is one of the hottest male top-tier celebrities at the moment, and many stars want to ride on his popularity to boost their own fame in the entertainment industry.

Whether infamous or famous, as long as there’s a constant buzz, you’ve won.

Among various tactics, stirring up a ’ship’ is the fastest way to see results.

The agent doesn’t believe Ye Wanlan has such intentions.

If Qi Yunzhao took a fancy to Ye Wanlan’s looks, and he, out of play, tossed a few entertainment resources her way through the cracks between his fingers, that would be her honor.

But if it was Ye Wanlan who latched onto him, the agent would absolutely not allow it.

"Don’t rush, the show hasn’t officially started filming yet," Qi Yunzhao said with a chuckle, shaking his head, "Perhaps the young lady is quite sensible and knows her place."

"Sensible?" The agent, upon hearing this, also shook his head, "If she were really sensible, why would she drop out of high school and become a body double?"

While they were speaking, a few exclamations came from the door.

Such commotion could only mean Huo Ximian had arrived.

"Ximian is here."

In treating Huo Ximian, Qi Yunzhao displayed an attitude of respect, even going so far as to fawn over her.

The surname Huo carried too much weight.

Even though not as prominent as Xiang’s, it still referred to one of Yunjing’s prestigious and powerful families, with both money and power in their hands.

Qi Yunzhao is indeed a top celebrity in the entertainment circuit, but all his resources come from Shengshi Entertainment, and he too relies on capital to survive.

And Huo Ximian, she is capital herself, and the agency behind her is Guangxing Media under Xiang’s Group.

Naturally, Qi Yunzhao wouldn’t dare harbor any other thoughts, only respectfully holding her in high esteem.

Huo Ximian, used to being the center of attention, didn’t look closely at Qi Yunzhao, just hummed indifferently and sat down.

Qi Yunzhao wasn’t angry, and still approached Huo Ximian with a smile, trying to strike up a conversation.

Even if he spoke ten sentences and Huo Ximian responded to just one, he enjoyed it.

Ye Wanlan was resting with her eyes closed, but her ears could accurately capture every sound.

She liked to sit in a crowded place and listen quietly; this way, she could gather more information.

The weather in October was still somewhat hot and Yan Tingfeng held a folding fan, fanning Ye Wanlan from the side.

His eyelashes were faintly lowered, his expression very focused, and his phoenix eyes reflected in the sunlight, dazzling and as tender as spring water.

Huo Ximian also noticed Ye Wanlan, and her heart suddenly sank, her vigilance sharply rising.

The photos of Ye Wanlan circulating online were from one or two years ago, which she had seen, and found them to be purely beautiful but lacking soul.

Yet seeing her in person today, she found that the real Ye Wanlan was entirely different from the photos.

Sensing Huo Ximian’s sharp gaze, Yan Tingfeng, who had been looking down, suddenly lifted his head, his eyes cutting through the air like knives as they swept over.

Meeting his gaze, Huo Ximian felt as if she had been locked in place, a chilling sensation creeping over her, limbs freezing in place.

Fortunately, this sensation didn’t last long.

Three seconds later, Yan Tingfeng withdrew his gaze and continued fanning Ye Wanlan, his expression indifferent.

Huo Ximian finally could breathe again, realizing her back was covered in a cold sweat.

Although she was a member of the Huo family, she had no martial arts talent and her inner strength was weak, not to mention practicing the Divine Strategy Spear Technique.

But as a direct lineage descendant, she had met several of the Elders Council.

To be a part of the Huo Family Elders Group, one’s martial arts accomplishments had to be extremely high.

Yet even the Grand Elder of the Huo Family had never incited such fear in her.

"Ximian?" Qi Yunzhao noticed Huo Ximian’s unusual state and passed her a cup of water with concern, "What’s wrong, are you feeling unwell?"

Huo Ximian didn’t pay him any mind, instead, she called her assistant over, "Go and find out, who is that man following Ye Wanlan?"

The assistant complied and quickly left.

A few minutes later, the assistant returned, "I asked, he’s an assistant."

"An assistant?" Huo Ximian still felt somewhat skeptical in her heart.

Could an ordinary assistant possess such an imposing aura?

She even thought it might be a reclusive master who had suddenly appeared.

But everyone knows that profound inner strength and high martial arts capability are greatly related to age.

It was probably just her illusion.

Huo Ximian shook her head and let out a silent scoff.

She had looked into Ye Wanlan, who was just the daughter of a branch of the Yunjing Lin Family, and even if she had connections with the Cultural Relics Bureau, she had no right to enter the true top circles.

The real top circles didn’t rely on power, nor did they look at wealth, but only at one’s fists.

After a while, two honorary professors from Yunjing University arrived as well.

Once everyone was present, the director came out and began introducing the guests.

The other four actors all knew each other, so the director took special care to introduce the two professors and Ye Wanlan.

After the introductions, the director clapped his hands and said, "Student Ye is a layperson, unlike you who often live in front of the cameras. Please, during the recording, I hope Teacher Qi and Teacher Huo will take more care of her."

In public, Qi Yunzhao naturally would not reveal any of his ill intentions.

He nodded amiably and smiled as if bathed in the spring breeze, "Of course, Sister Lan is young too, she should be looked after."

Huo Ximian looked Ye Wanlan up and down and said, "If you have no strength, don’t come here. I speak bluntly, and for that, I’m very sorry."

Upon hearing this, both professors involuntarily frowned.

Professor Shen said indifferently, "Director, aren’t the guests also divided into two groups? We are in the academic group, and the actors are responsible for performance. Sister Lan is in our group, what does it have to do with whether or not she’s accustomed to living in front of the camera?"

The director was somewhat bewildered, "I, uh..."

This was his first encounter with Huo Ximian, and even though he had heard multiple times that the little princess of the Huo Family had a difficult temper, he never expected Huo Ximian’s hostility towards Ye Wanlan to be so intense.

"Director, I study history, I don’t act." Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, "There’s no need, nor is there a necessity."

Huo Ximian’s expression turned cold.

She could belittle Ye Wanlan, but on what grounds did Ye Wanlan say she didn’t need her?

Seeing that Huo Ximian was about to say something else, the director promptly called a halt, "Please, both professors, excuse me as I go over some details with the actor group."

"Sister Lan, come over here." Professor Li waved to Ye Wanlan, "Don’t bother with that kind of person."

Ye Wanlan was very compliant, "Thank you, Professor Li. I wonder about the two professors—"

"Unlike Elder Xue and Elder Foo, who study King of Yan and Princess Yongning, we study the Jianghu Sects." Professor Shen smiled faintly, "We came to Fengyuan during the summer break and found some new historical materials."

Ye Wanlan’s eyes flickered with curiosity, "Professor Shen, may I know what it is?"

"Of course, you may," Professor Shen replied, "There is nothing that needs to be hidden. Elder Xue said that you are well-read in history, so you must also know about the last Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan."

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Wanlan spoke softly, "I know."

Even three hundred years ago, seldom did people know that she and Xie Linyuan were martial siblings.

Xie Linyuan was unrestrained in character, loved roaming Jianghu, and was known for his acts of chivalry; he took down many of Jianghu’s villains himself.

"Being a Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan’s sword is of extreme value." Professor Shen continued, "There are too few records of the Jianghu Sects in the historical texts, which mention that the Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan, killed a man within ten steps, leaving behind no trace in a thousand miles, and following his white robes fluttering away, not a single drop of blood remained on the sword blade."

Professor Li sighed, "It’s too fantastical to believe. Over the years, our historical academia has uniformly deemed these to be fabrications, that the Sword Saint was mythologized by later generations."

Ye Wanlan listened quietly and did not speak.

But Xie Linyuan was not mythologized.

The martial arts of ancient Shenzhou could turn decay into a miracle.

Penglai Magic could move mountains and overturn seas, and Beiming Arts could steal stars and swap moons.

Xie Linyuan indeed possessed such capabilities, and the historical records actually downplayed his powers.

Once, while she was reading in the East Palace late at night, Xie Linyuan came riding a sword to find her, even the skillful Carefree King was not disturbed, which showed just how transcendent his martial skills were.

"Just a few days ago, we found the Broken Sword of the Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan." Professor Shen said gravely, "Unfortunately, we only found the hilt, the other parts are nowhere to be found."

The Sword Saint’s Sword consists of the sword tip, blade, hilt, and tassel.

Professor Li adjusted his glasses and added, "However, this is also good news. Since the hilt has been found, then the tip and other parts must also be somewhere nearby."

The Sword Saint, Xie Linyuan, ultimately also died in Fengyuan, but to this day his remains have yet to be discovered.

"If we could let the Sword Saint’s Sword reappear in the world, I can’t imagine the sensation it would create," sighed Professor Shen with regret. "It’s such a pity, we have lost too much of our past."

Everyone knew that if not for that great battle three hundred years ago, today’s Shenzhou would be indescribably powerful.

King of Yan He Jia, King Qin Hua Yingyue, Carefree King Yan Shunhua, Sect Leader of Heavenly Sound Lin Fanyin, Sword Saint Xie Linyuan... These remarkable prodigies, the cream of the crop, met with such a brutal fate.

The more Professor Shen delved into that history, the more his heart ached.

What he saw was merely a few notations in the history books and fragments of antiques from the underground, while the real history was impossible to sketch out with these alone.

"This time ’Treasures of The Divine Land’ has invited us and even plans to dedicate a special episode to the Sword Saint," Professor Li nodded and smiled, "Though we have only the hilt, it is enough."

Ye Wanlan raised her head and spoke slowly, "Professor Shen, Professor Li, I have a way to find the other parts of the Sword Saint’s Sword."

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