Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl

Three hundred years ago, Shenzhou almost faced a dynastic interruption, and many cultural relics and paintings were destroyed overnight.

This is one of the reasons why artifacts from the Ning Dynasty period are so precious.

Among the heroes and heroines of various paths, aside from the Master of Highest Heaven Tower who has never revealed his true face, portraits of Yan Wang Hejia are also exceedingly rare.

Furthermore, several have been destroyed, leaving only one, enshrined in the Xiang Family Ancestral Hall.

Because this portrait is so precious, it can only be seen by the Elders of the Xiang Family, the Family Head, and a few ancestors.

Xiang Shaoyu was only taken inside once by the Patriarch Xiang by chance, which is why He Jia looked familiar to him.

But it's different for the ancestor of the Xiang Family; he has paid respects to Prince Yan's portrait many times, so upon seeing He Jia, he was almost speechless with shock.

He nearly believed Prince Yan had been resurrected.

But after the shock, the ancestor of the Xiang Family came to his senses, also feeling that his thought was extremely absurd.

In the Battle of Ten Thousand Armies three hundred years ago, Prince Yan, who was guarding the northwest, was among the first to die.

Now, with the passage of time, the dynasty has ended, technology has arrived, and although the Xiang Family carries the bloodline of the Xiang Imperial Family, everything is entirely different from before.

"My apologies." The ancestor of the Xiang Family wiped the sweat from his forehead, apologetically saying, "I observed Your Excellency's appearance, so similar to our ancestor, that I mistook you for the ancestor. Please forgive my transgression."

He Jia did not answer but first looked towards Ye Wanlan.

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly towards him: "Brother, it is already the final moment."

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Only then did He Jia's gaze fall upon the ancestor of the Xiang Family: "Humble yet not arrogant, indeed like my Xiang Imperial Family."

"!"

The ancestor of the Xiang Family widened his eyes suddenly, exclaiming once again: "You, you..."

Being able to reach his position and having lived for over a hundred years, he naturally discerned the true meaning of these words.

He was not mistaken; this is indeed Prince Yan himself!

Regarding the Lin Family's matter, although Ye Wanlan has not publicly announced it, only stating that the deceased is Lin Shiyuan.

Yet, they more or less are aware of some inside information.

Since Lin Baiwei can live until now, why can't Prince Yan come back to life?

"Junior Xiang Mingtian pays respects to Your Highness Prince Yan!" The ancestor of the Xiang Family was so excited that his face turned red, and tears flowed instantly, "With Your Highness Prince Yan's return, may you lead the Xiang Family against the heavens!"

In the hearts of the Xiang Family, Prince Yan is akin to a divine presence.

As soon as Prince Yan arrives, the Xiang Family's confidence will multiply.

He Jia seemed to raise an eyebrow: "To lead the Xiang Family does not fall to me."

"Does not fall to?" The ancestor of the Xiang Family was taken aback, flustered, "Your Highness Prince Yan, don't look at this brat, he cannot compare to you."

Kicked by the ancestor of the Xiang Family, Xiang Shaoyu's mind finally kicked into gear.

But when he recalled the earlier conversation between Ye Wanlan and He Jia, his expression froze: "Brother...brother?"

Aside from Princess Yongning, who else would dare call Prince Yan "brother"?

Ye Wanlan calmly said: "Apologies, Young Master Shaoyu, this is my brother."

He Jia looked at her with a slight hint of helplessness, yet a faint smile appearing at his lips: "Such a spoiled act."

Xiang Shaoyu: "..."

Xiang Shaoyu only wished to faint on the spot.

He had known Ye Wanlan for a long time, never hiding anything.

Just thinking about how he'd always praised Princess Yongning in front of Ye Wanlan made him feel as if his life had ended right there.

Nothing could be more mortifying than performing in front of the very person involved.

Xiang Shaoyu, trembling, took out his phone and angrily sent two messages to Yan Tingfeng.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: Did you know all along?

[Xiang Shaoyu]: Why didn't you tell me! Let me be mentally prepared!

His poor heart had almost shattered just then.

[Yan Tingfeng]: I told you, good luck.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: Not good at all! My two ancestors are right in front of me, yet I didn't burn incense, bathe, or bow nine times, I am guilty.

[Yan Tingfeng]: Let it go, Xiao Wan has seen you without your hair done.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: ...

His fists clenched.

He wanted to beat up Yan Tingfeng.

[Xiang Shaoyu]: Earlier, I was still encouraging you to pursue my ancestor, now who are you? What caliber do you have, to pursue my ancestor? Let me tell you, no one is worthy of my ancestor!

[Yan Tingfeng]: You can ask your ancestor, remember my words, good luck.

Xiang Shaoyu now could not stand to see the four words "good luck."

He took a deep breath, mustering the courage to look at Ye Wanlan: "Anc...ancestor, Brother Yan he..."

As if knowing what he was about to ask, Ye Wanlan replied directly: "Master of Highest Heaven Tower."

"Boom!"

Xiang Shaoyu fell to the ground.

He decided to go and die alone, so that he could find peace.

He actually dared to say those things to the Master of Highest Heaven Tower, today his luck was truly abysmal.

"You fool, look at your state?" The ancestor of the Xiang Family's heartache made him kick Xiang Shaoyu, "In front of the Princess and Prince Yan, you must maintain an image!"

"The image is fine, but the body is too weak." He Jia's expression did not change, "Get up and train."

"Brother excels at training soldiers, I am not as good." Ye Wanlan said, "Young Master Shaoyu, seize this opportunity."

Xiang Shaoyu: "…Or you can just stab me with a spear?"

Eventually, the sun set after Xiang Shaoyu was worn out from training under He Jia.

Xie Linyuan and Hua Yingyue also returned, gathering at the Rong Family's Back Mountain.

Upon seeing He Jia, their expressions were invigorated.

"It truly is our brother, identical to before." Hua Yingyue circled the tall man, "This body is made extremely well, do I have one too?"

"Yes." Ye Wanlan smiled, "Of course you will, you are among the first batch."

"Great!" Hua Yingyue was delighted, "I can go to battle again!"

"Yongning, what about mine? You better not be biased." Yan Shunhua asked leisurely, "My face must be beautiful, without a single flaw, and my body..."

He Jia coldly said, "You have the most demands, with so many requests, make it yourself."

"Prince Yan does not understand." Yan Shunhua smiled, "There is a saying, 'Carefree King's beauty, King Qin's glory,' I naturally must cherish my face."

He Jia: "?"

He had never heard such nonsensical words.

He Jia tilted his head: "Xiao Lan, scratch his face."

Ye Wanlan mused: "What does Yingyue think?"

"Me?" Hua Yingyue's expression was a bit unnatural, "I still like those who look good."

Yan Shunhua's smile deepened.

"Everyone——" Ye Wanlan raised a hand, "The time for us to fight side by side has come."

This time, the Six Gates are here, Prince Yan is here, King Qin is here, Princess Yongning is here, Master of Highest Heaven Tower is here, the billions of people of Shenzhou stand.

Then, at this moment, Shenzhou shall be unstoppable.