Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 267: Witness history, take action! [1 more update]

Upon hearing this statement, the agent almost doubted their ears, "What, what did you say?"

Huo Ximian is indeed the young lady of the Huo Family!

Guangxing Media is also part of Xiang’s Group, and both the Xiang and Huo families are among the Five Great Families of Yunjing, deeply entwined with each other’s interests.

How could Guangxing Media suddenly blacklist Huo Ximian?!

However, the other party had no intention of wasting any words and cut off the call abruptly.

The agent stared at the phone dumbfounded, cold sweat trickling down their forehead drop by drop, their face pale as paper.

"What’s wrong?" Huo Ximian frowned, "What happened? Answer me!"

The agent suddenly snapped back to reality, stammering, "Mianmian, the company, over there..."

"What did the company say?" Huo Ximian also had a bad feeling in her heart, "Are they telling me to back off? Can they no longer support me?"

"Mianmian—" the agent said reluctantly, "you... you’ve been blacklisted by the company."

"Snap!"

Huo Ximian dropped the cup she was holding, shattering it as she abruptly rose to her feet, disbelieving, "What did you say?!"

All the resources of Guangxing Media were tilted in her favor, and she was a star at the height of her popularity; had Guangxing Media gone mad?

"I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it..." Huo Ximian, as if considering something, immediately turned on her phone and logged into Weibo.

However, she couldn’t access her Weibo account anymore.

She switched to an alternate account, clicked into her main account’s homepage, and was greeted with this line of text—

[This account has been permanently suspended for violating the community guidelines]

In an instant, the internet erupted into turmoil.

#HuoXimianBlacklisted#

#WhatExactlyDidHuoXimianDo#

[Oh my goodness, witnessing history here. Who said Huo Ximian would keep rising to fame? This is an official takedown.]

[It seems that the rumors of her intentional murder are true, and this time it’s probably because she maliciously led the trolls to cyberbully Ye Wanlan, a nobody.]

[Is there really anyone who doesn’t know that Huo Ximian caused Zong Yuyuan to almost lose her life? Zong Yuyuan had another fall recently.]

[Good riddance, about time! Always said Huo Ximian was a cancer of the entertainment circle, using her background to do evil, but without that background, who does she think she is?]

[Mianmian has done nothing wrong, why treat her like this?!]

The fans of Huo Ximian couldn’t believe it and flooded the official Weibo of Guangxing Media, demanding the company make a statement to clear Huo Ximian’s name, only to receive no response whatsoever.

A superstar seemingly fell from grace without warning, so quickly that it caught everyone off guard.

But time is a wonderful thing; in the ever-changing, myriad world of the internet, it wouldn’t be long before a new top influencer took Huo Ximian’s place.

In the not too distant future, no one will remember who Huo Ximian was.

"Sister Lan, Guangxing Media moved quickly," said Fang Qingli. "And to apologize, they’ve given us the rights to a very popular IP. I just got the script and will tell you about it after I’ve read it."

"Okay, thanks for the hard work," Ye Wanlan responded in a gentle voice, "Remember to get some rest and not overdo it."

"Got it, Sister Lan. I’m full of energy lately," Fang Qingli said cheerfully, "I even dragged Fang Qingye over to help me with work, otherwise he’d be lazing around all day with nothing to do."

After ending the call, Ye Wanlan’s gaze returned to the table in front of her.

While the Fengyuan Archaeological Team had begun protective measures on Lin Fanyin’s tomb, she had also used the Secret Technique to find the other parts of the Sword Saint’s Sword at the Headquarters of Heavenly Sound Sect.

The hilt, the tip, the blade... all three parts of the Sword Saint’s Sword lay here.

Only the ornamental Sword Tassel was missing.

Though the Sword Tassel did not affect the attack power of the Sword Saint’s Sword, as part of the sword, it was indispensable.

However, she had already surveyed the entire Headquarters of Heavenly Sound Sect and still found no trace of the Sword Tassel.

"The Sword Tassel used by Linyuan was a gift from Yinyin when she was a child," the Jade Luan Pin spoke up at that moment. "Linyuan had said since childhood that he wanted to become a swordsman someday, so Yinyin handmade a Sword Tassel for him, which he carried with him after assuming the position of the Sword Saint." freeweɓnøvel~com

Ye Wanlan’s expression shifted slightly, "Did the eldest brother tell you this?"

"Hmm." Mentioning this, the Jade Luan Pin became somewhat melancholic and murmured, "When Linyuan wandered in Jianghu, he always carried a carefree disposition, but he would become hesitant only when facing Yinyin. At his first Martial World Conference, he kept hiding in the shadows, afraid to show himself, mumbling about past events all alone."

Ye Wanlan remained silent.

Xie Linyuan led a carefree life among men, boasting his talents freely and sometimes indulging in wine and poetry.

Not just in future generations, but even three hundred years ago in his own time, everyone believed the Sword Saint to be one who roamed through the beauty of the world untouched.

Who would have thought that all of this was just a facade, his heart only soft for Lin Fanyin like a thread wound around one’s finger.

Ye Wanlan recalled the scenes she had witnessed in her historical retrospection and frowned slightly, "If it’s a Sword Tassel made by Fanyin, which the eldest senior brother always kept with him, then where could it have gone?"

Before her lay three parts of the Sword Saint’s Sword, which could not be pieced together by any means.

The Sword Saint’s Sword was an enspirited weapon to begin with; forcibly sticking the pieces together would be futile.

All four parts must be completely collected to possibly restore the Sword Saint’s Sword.

Ye Wanlan had a vague premonition that if the Sword Saint’s Sword could indeed be fully assembled, perhaps something earth-shattering would occur.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, don’t panic. Since the Sword Saint hurried to Fengyuan in the end, the Sword Tassel must be in a corner of Fengyuan," Qingyun Pendant reassured her. "Maybe the Sword Tassel will just come out on its own without knowing when."

"That’s unlikely," Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly. "The Sword Tassel cannot be located with swordsmanship, and if it were deeply buried in the earth, it would be very difficult to detect and unearth."

There are more people living underground in Fengyuan than above, along with numerous cultural relics and historical sites.

Despite modern technology, Fengyuan only has two subway lines. Every time they dig, they unearth many things, leading construction teams to hand their work over to archaeological teams.

Qingyun Pendant clacked its shell: "Then, what should we do?"

"I want to check out a place," Ye Wanlan suddenly said. "The Imperial Palace."

Because it was destroyed so thoroughly, even after protection and repair, the Imperial Palace still remains ruins and broken walls.

And up to now, only one area has been opened to the public, with signs that read "No Entry for Visitors" elsewhere.

But for her, it was the most familiar dwelling place.

Ye Wanlan tucked away the sword tip, sword edge, and sword hilt anew, preparing to explore the Xiang’s Imperial Palace of three hundred years later tonight.

**

On the other side, Yunjing.

After a few hours of good sleep, Xiang Shaoyu arrived at the Huo Family, feeling refreshed.

He came alone, without bringing any guards.

"Young Master Shaoyu?!" Steward Huo was taken aback and hurried forward, "Young Master Shaoyu, what brings you here so suddenly? The young master just left a short while ago, I will call him back right away."

"No need," Xiang Shaoyu said indifferently, waving his hand. "This time, I’m not here to see him."

On hearing this, Steward Huo felt a thump in his heart and tentatively asked, "May I ask what brings Young Master Shaoyu to the Huo Family..."

Could it be that some brash and blind affiliate of the Huo Family had offended Xiang Shaoyu?!

Among the inheritors of the Five Great Families of Yunjing, Xiang Shaoyu was actually the most mysterious one.

Because no one knew the extent of his abilities, nor what his specialties were.

Unlike the well-known Divine Strategy Spear Technique of Huo Yunyi of the Huo Family and the Heavenly Music Method of Lin Shiyuan of the Lin Family.

From ancient times to the present day, the Xiang Imperial Family’s martial arts secret techniques have never been revealed to the outside world.

Yet, the martial prowess of the King of Yan, He Jia, was supremely strong; Princess Yongning’s qinggong was unsurpassed, and Princess Jingan could take up a spear and effortlessly battle a host of enemies...

Who then would dare say that the Xiang Imperial Family was weak in terms of martial power?

"I am here for a certain matter," Xiang Shaoyu’s voice was light, commanding without anger, "There’s someone in your Huo Family named Huo Ximian, responsible for harming innocent people. Do you know of this?"

Xiang Lefeng had handed all the extensive information about Huo Ximian to him.

Before encountering Ye Wanlan, Huo Ximian had already oppressed many female artists with various methods.

One of them had jumped from a building because of severe depression and was still lying in the hospital to this day.

Steward Huo was taken aback again and, after a long time, he finally dredged up the name Huo Ximian from his memory: "Is Young Master Shaoyu referring to the one involved in the entertainment circle? Why are you suddenly..."

"How I suddenly took notice of the entertainment industry?" Xiang Shaoyu’s smile was unnerving, "If your Huo Family hadn’t set your sights wrongly on a friend of mine this time, do you think I would care?"

Steward Huo turned pale with fright: "Young Master Shaoyu, I will make sure this matter is taken care of! Please take a seat, I’ll be right back."

Xiang Shaoyu, sipping his tea, responded noncommittally: "Hmm, go."

Wiping his sweat, Steward Huo hurried off.

Meanwhile, Huo Ximian had just left the airport, eager to get to Guangxing Media for an explanation.

However, before she could get into a car, she was restrained by a group of people.

"What are you doing?" Huo Ximian struggled fiercely, "Do you know who I am? I am from the Huo Family!"

"The Huo Family?" The leader taunted with a smile, "Miss Huo, aren’t you aware that just a moment ago, you were also disowned by the Huo Family?"

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