Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 258 Sister Lan’s Mother, Mysterious Successor of the Sword Saint [2nd Update]

Chapter 258: 258 Sister Lan’s Mother, Mysterious Successor of the Sword Saint [2nd Update]

At least, she wouldn’t drop out of school and mingle in the modeling circle like Ye Wanlan did.

And she certainly wouldn’t lose her self-respect and dignity to become a body double for the young masters of Jiang Circle like Ye Wanlan did.

Huo Ximian’s gaze grew somber as she gently tapped on the table, pondering for a moment before calling her assistant over.

"Sister Mian," the assistant approached cautiously, "Mr. Huo said that as long as we stay quiet during this time, the matter will soon blow over."

As society developed at a rapid pace, people were becoming increasingly restless.

With the internet undergoing daily changes and a multitude of news emerging every day, the media were trying all means to create new entertainment hotspots to attract netizens.

If they just ignored it and didn’t respond, soon, everyone would forget about the incident.

But the assistant feared that, in a moment of impulsiveness, Huo Ximian might do something irreparable.

That would be disastrous.

"I know, I know," Huo Ximian said with some impatience, waving her hand dismissively, "Go and contact someone from the Zhou Family of Jiangcheng for me, and compile a file on Ye Wanlan’s body double work."

She had been around the entertainment industry for a long time and knew what kind of incidents could provoke massive public opinion and ruin one’s reputation completely.

Earlier this year, she had used a similar tactic to force a rising starlet out of the entertainment industry.

Recently, she heard that the starlet had been diagnosed with severe depression and had attempted suicide multiple times, but what did that have to do with her?

The assistant sighed with relief: "Okay, Sister Mian, I’ll take care of it right away."

This was a minor issue that wouldn’t affect Huo Ximian, let alone the Huo Family.

**

In the evening.

After a day of recording, Ye Wanlan returned to the hotel to rest, and as usual, she made a video call to Lin Huaijin.

Today happened to be Saturday. Lin Huaijin and Khor Peiqing took Lin Wenli back to the Lin Family Old House for a family banquet.

The screen was packed with so many people that Ye Wanlan couldn’t make out anyone clearly.

"Wenli, you’ve already called your sister today, why are you squeezing in here?" Lin Huaijin pushed Lin Wenli aside, "Let your grandmother speak first."

Lin Wenli, expressionless, felt extremely unwilling.

Was voluntarily calling Ye Wanlan the same as receiving a call from her?

But Lin Huaijin didn’t care what Lin Wenli thought and directly pulled him to one side.

Only Lin Weilan’s face remained on the video screen: "Ah Lan, how was your day? The stuff online hasn’t affected you, has it?"

"There’s nothing to worry about, Grandma," Ye Wanlan said, "I even made quite a few new friends and encountered many interesting things. I’ll tell you all about them when I get back."

"Good, that’s really good," Joy shimmered in Lin Weilan’s teary eyes, "Making more friends is good. The more people there are to help you, the more at ease Grandma feels."

Ye Wanlan keenly sensed something was off: "Grandma?"

"Oh yes, Qinqin has been missing you these past few days," Lin Weilan quickly changed the topic and beckoned to Lin Qin, "Qinqin, come here, didn’t you have a lot to tell your cousin?"

Lin Wenli, who had just stood up, sat back down with an expressionless face.

"Cousin," Lin Qin appeared on the screen, her expression one of surprise, "Cousin, you don’t know, just yesterday I managed to use the zither’s sound waves to shake the air and knock down leaves!"

Ye Wanlan raised her eyebrows in admiration, "That’s fast. It proves you’ve already developed inner strength. With inner strength, your future training will progress much faster."

This was also due to Lin Qin having practiced the zither for over a decade; her foundation in music theory was solid. Otherwise, she couldn’t have grasped the basic finger techniques of the Heavenly Music Method in just two months.

"Thank you, Cousin, I will continue to work hard!" Lin Qin nodded vigorously and then suddenly lowered her voice, "Cousin, there’s something I need to tell you."

Ye Wanlan’s eyes narrowed.

Lin Qin stood up and moved outside.

After making sure no one was around, she lowered her voice: "Cousin, after you went to Fengyuan, some people from Harbor City came and made inquiries about you."

"Harbor City?"

"Yeah, I don’t know what they wanted with you, but after learning you weren’t here, they left again."

Ye Wanlan’s eyelashes flickered down.

Harbor City... the only connection she had left with Harbor City was that woman.

"I understand," Ye Wanlan spoke indifferently, "If anyone else comes looking, let me know directly. I’ll handle it."

"No problem." Lin Qin fell silent for a moment, then spoke even more softly, "Also, Grandma hasn’t been feeling well lately. Mom has accompanied her to the hospital several times. The check-ups are all normal, so I wonder if it’s something psychological."

Ye Wanlan murmured, "If it’s a heart illness, it would be very difficult to cure."

Lin Weilan had many secrets, yet she never spoke of them.

"I will send some medicine I’ve just prepared to Grandma in a bit," Ye Wanlan thought for a moment, "Qinqin, I’ll have to trouble you to make sure Grandma takes her medicine every day."

Lin Qin nodded again, "Certainly, I’ll be waiting for Cousin Sister to return."

**

Two days later, the filming of "Treasures of The Divine Land" continued.

On this day, the mechanism of the Seven Palaces was finally unlocked with the help of Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng.

It marked a major breakthrough for the archaeological team stationed at the Heavenly Sound Sect heritage site—

They could enter the real headquarters of the Heavenly Sound Sect and unearth more historical materials to fill in the gaps left in history.

"Professor Shen, you mentioned last time that you found the broken sword of the Sword Saint, may I see it now?" Ye Wanlan pondered for a while and then raised her head, "I think I might need to borrow it for a few days."

"Of course, you can." Professor Shen immediately agreed, "I’ve always said, I can help you with anything you want. You’ve been such a great help to us, so why not lend it for a few days?"

Although they had found the Sword Saint’s Broken Sword, research progress had stalled.

Traces left behind by these heroes of the jianghu were scarce, not to mention the elusive Sword Saint Xie Linyuan.

Even three hundred years ago, not many had truly seen the Sword Saint in person.

Those who had seen him were either close relatives and friends or enemies seeking their own demise.

"Elder Shen, I just remembered something important," Professor Li said with a serious expression. "The broken sword of the Sword Saint is not currently in our possession."

Professor Shen was taken aback but quickly realized, "Yes, I remember it was sent out."

Ye Wanlan: "Sent out?"

"Since our research in this area is very limited, we sought help from relevant personnel for the study," Professor Shen sighed. "The sword of the Sword Saint, of course, should be studied by the Successor of the Sword Saint, there is no better candidate."

Ye Wanlan paused, then spoke slowly: "Successor of the Sword Saint?"

The former Sword Saint Xie Leyou only had one son, Xie Linyuan, who inherited all of his mantle and the title of the Sword Saint.

Although she had trained under the Sword Saint, like the Master of Highest Heaven Tower who used a saber as his sword, she had her own path.

And the legacy of the Sword Saint was completely severed after the death of Xie Linyuan.

To her knowledge, Xie Linyuan hadn’t married or had children, and he died before reaching the age of twenty-five.

Where was there a successor?

"We’re not sure, we’ve just heard," nodded Professor Shen. "Elder Li, if Wanlan needs it, then we should go and get it back."

Compared to the successor of the Sword Saint, whom they were not familiar with, they were naturally more biased towards Ye Wanlan and trusted her more.

Ye Wanlan followed Professor Shen and Professor Li to a small island in the middle of the lake.

Birds chirped amidst fragrant flowers, with branches full of lush foliage.

In the very center of Lake Heart Island, there was a small wooden hut.

"Miss Xie." Professor Shen knocked on the door of the wooden hut, "Hello, we’ve come to retrieve the broken sword of the Sword Saint’s Sword."

After about ten seconds of silence, the door creaked open.

The person who emerged was a woman, around thirty-five years old.

Her gaze was sharp, and her voice hoarse as she spoke: "Why?"

Professor Shen briefly explained their purpose.

In a swift motion, the woman’s gaze fell sharply on the girl like a knife.

Ye Wanlan remained unmoved, her eyes calm, unafraid and indifferent, returning the woman’s aggressive gaze with serenity.

This composure elicited a soft "eh" from the woman.

Seeing that she was staring at Ye Wanlan without speaking, Professor Shen had to speak again, "Miss Xie?"

"Elder Shen, Elder Li, allow me to say something that must be said," the woman retracted her gaze and quickly returned to her cold demeanor. "The Sword Saint’s Sword is shattered, its whereabouts unknown, and now we only have this small piece of the hilt in our hands, how could we simply give it away?"

Professor Shen also frowned, "Didn’t I tell you? Wanlan is not—"

"I don’t care who she is. Remember, it was you who delivered the hilt to my hands for research," the woman coldly interrupted. "Do you trust her mere words, or do you trust me? What is her identity? She’s qualified to study the Sword Saint’s Sword?"

There was no way she would give the hilt of the Sword Saint’s Sword to Ye Wanlan!

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