Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 271 Senior Brother! One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws! [1 more]

Chapter 271: 271 Senior Brother! One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws! [1 more]

The nonchalant tone carried a touch of world-weary cynicism, as if playing a game with mortal lives.

Embedded in his words was an innate pride that commanded respect from anyone who dared not to underestimate it.

This voice was...

Jade Luan Pin exclaimed in disbelief, "Linyuan?!"

As a gift from Xie Linyuan to Lin Fanyin, it had witnessed too many of their shared stories to ever mistake his voice.

Yet it wasn’t by the sound of his voice that Ye Wanlan recognized him, but rather the words he spoke—

In the presence of absolute martial arts, all Art and Method are but illusions!

These were the words her master and the former Sword Saint, Xie Leyou, had once said.

In his youth, just after assuming the title of Sword Saint and still fresh in Jianghu, Xie Leyou had an unexpected encounter with a disciple who had defected from the Beiming Sect.

This disciple’s strength was already comparable to the Beiming Sect’s senior brother, with unparalleled Art and Method, capable of killing an opponent silently.

Yet, such a disciple was slain by a single strike of Xie Leyou’s sword.

For the path of a Sword Saint is one of utmost offensive power, and once the Sword Saint’s Sword is unsheathed, it inevitably brings about cataclysmic destruction.

The eighth strike of the Heavenly Swordplay is named "One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws," and true to its name—

This single strike could break any martial art in the world, even those that have reached the heights of the supernatural.

After Xie Linyuan inherited Xie Leyou’s mantle, this phrase became a well-known saying in Jianghu.

Ye Wanlan had once heard Xie Linyuan say to her with a smile, "Little Junior Sister, remember this, in the presence of absolute martial arts, all Art and Method are but illusions—An illusionary realm? Just shatter it!"

Meanwhile—

"Clack!"

In an instant, the sword’s tip, blade, hilt, and tassel all joined together to form a complete sword!

The Sword Saint’s Sword!

It was then that a phantom slowly took shape behind the sword.

He was a tall, upright man with broad shoulders, a lean and powerful waist, and long, athletic legs.

He was dressed as a swordsman, his pitch-black hair tied high in a ponytail, with handsome, dark brows, and sharp, piercing eyes.

"Linyuan!" Jade Luan Pin cried out joyfully, too overwhelmed to speak coherently, "It’s really you, Linyuan, Your Royal Highness the Princess!"

This was, after all, Xie Linyuan’s usual attire.

Rumors in Jianghu about the Sword Saint Xie Linyuan—that he went through a world full of temptations unscathed—arose because he had a handsome face and naturally charming, peach-blossom eyes that often inadvertently captured many a woman’s heart.

Ye Wanlan’s expression also finally changed, and she murmured, "Big Brother..."

Though she had anticipated that something unexpected would happen after collecting all pieces of the Sword Saint’s Sword,

she never imagined that it would be her nominal elder brother, the Sword Saint Xie Linyuan who would appear.

Then came another "clack!"

Xie Linyuan opened his eyes and slowly extended his right hand.

The complete Sword Saint’s Sword, as if recognizing its master, moved forward on its own and was grasped in his palm.

This scene utterly astonished the Psychic who had come from the Northern Lands.

He could not see Xie Linyuan’s figure, only hearing a man’s voice and seeing the sword that had suddenly appeared.

After the sword’s appearance, it completely disrupted the magnetic field and space he had constructed.

Modern society, with its advanced technology.

Even the International Strategic Studies Institute at the Global Center had developed extremely powerful laser weapons; not many people still used cold weapons.

How could a sword, a mere cold weapon, shatter an illusion created by Art and Method when even thermal weapons capable of sinking a city in an instant could not?

What a joke!

The Psychic quickly regained his composure, steadied the space with one hand, and scoffed, "Absolute martial arts? What absolute martial arts do you have left in Shenzhou? I’ll tell you, the only thing that can defeat Art and Method is another Art and Method!"

With that, he raised his hand.

With a "swoosh," flames ignited, soaring into the sky and enveloping the Sword Saint’s Sword!

However, the fierce blaze did not sway the sword in the slightest.

"You’ve got courage and resolve, but I wonder how much it’s really worth," said Xie Linyuan with a lazy smile, "I’m also curious, since when did people from the Northern Lands dare to cause trouble on my Shenzhou’s territory?"

Although he roamed Jianghu freely, not involving himself in matters of the Imperial Court, he was aware of the contract signed between the Empress of the Northern Lands and Princess Yongning, as it was common knowledge among the people.

Could it be that the relationship between Shenzhou and the Northern Lands had deteriorated?

Xie Linyuan was a clever man, but he tended to avoid overthinking about irrelevant matters.

He always followed one principle—

Whatever stood in his way, should simply be eliminated.

Thus, his path forward would be free of obstacles.

Xie Linyuan raised the sword, which started revolving so rapidly at that moment that it became a blur.

All the techniques of the "Heavenly Swordplay" were imprinted in Ye Wanlan’s mind.

Even though she had only mastered up to the fourth strike, she was well-versed in all the sword moves.

Xie Linyuan opened with his strongest technique—

The eighth sword of the Heavenly Swordplay!

One Sword... Breaks... Ten Thousand... Laws!

"Buzz, buzz—"

Space began to shake violently, and even the strongest psychic powers were unable to maintain the illusionary realm at this moment.

"Swish, swish!"

Countless sword qi swirled up, transforming into even more blades!

"Ah—!!!" The person let out a piercing scream.

He barely had time to react before he saw his body disintegrating into dust under this sword, torn apart in an instant by the fierce wind.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the illusionary realm was thoroughly shattered.

The darkness dissipated, and light arrived.

From the moment Xie Linyuan made his move, only three seconds had passed.

This was the power of One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws.

It also proved that in the face of absolute martial arts, all arts and methods are but illusions.

As long as the attack was strong enough, anything could be broken.

Ye Wanlan closed her eyes and then opened them again; the breeze of early autumn gently brushed her cheeks, bringing coolness.

But at this moment, she was not at the Imperial Palace Ruins but had appeared on a bustling street.

Her sudden appearance startled the passersby around her.

"What in the world is going on with this young lady..."

"Where did she come from, did you all see?"

"In broad daylight, we’re not seeing ghosts, are we?"

"God, why is she covered in so much blood? Someone call an ambulance!"

However, Ye Wanlan had no time to attend to the onlookers because Xie Linyuan had disappeared again.

But from afar, she saw the lingering sword qi left by the Sword Saint’s Sword.

"Yo-Your Royal Highness the Princess, just now, was that Linyuan?" Jade Luan Pin was extremely panicked and incredulous, "I wasn’t seeing things, was I?"

"It was the senior brother," Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "But his state seemed a bit strange; let’s go and take a look."

She raised her hand to seal several of her acupoints, stabilizing her injuries, and followed the trail of sword qi.

"Could it be Linyuan’s soul?" Jade Luan Pin was uneasy, "After all, in the end, Linyuan and the Sword Saint’s Sword merged into one. As a result, his body vanished; perhaps at that time, Linyuan’s soul took refuge in the Sword Saint’s Sword."

"Soul?" Ye Wanlan furrowed her brows and murmured lightly, "It’s somewhat like it, yet also not quite."

Apart from her and Jade Luan Pin, it seemed no one else could see Xie Linyuan.

If Xie Linyuan were in a soul state, the psychic from the Northern Lands shouldn’t have been unable to see him.

Ye Wanlan also didn’t have time to think further on it.

She had to find Xie Linyuan as quickly as possible.

Xie Linyuan hadn’t gone far, just followed the street to a lakeside in the woods.

Xie Linyuan looked up, murmuring, "It seems like I slept for a very long time; why do I feel like the world has changed when I woke up..."

Previously, those oddly shaped buildings on both sides of the road, the weird four-wheeled machines on the road, and the flashing large screens...

What were all these things?

Where exactly was he?

Was this place not Fengyuan?

Most importantly, he remembered using the Sword Saint’s ultimate skill—Unity of Man and Sword.

He had died from exhaustion; why then did he still have consciousness?

And what about Lin Fanyin?

Xie Linyuan looked dazedly at the lake surface, only to discover that his reflection was not cast upon the water.

"This is Fengyuan," Ye Wanlan spoke slowly, as if perceiving his confusion, "It’s just that this is Fengyuan three hundred years later."

Xie Linyuan abruptly turned around, locking eyes with the girl.

They were a pair of eyes as blue as the sea, and although he had never seen them before, he felt a hint of familiarity.

"You can see me?" Xie Linyuan’s peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed.

Ye Wanlan did not speak but simply opened her hand.

In her palm lay a green jade hairpin.

"Who are you?!" Xie Linyuan’s expression changed dramatically, "How did the Jade Luan Pin end up in your possession?"

His memory was always good.

He was the one who had picked up the Jade Luan Pin last, reinserting it into Lin Fanyin’s hair.

He had personally buried Lin Fanyin, ensuring that even in death, her body would have a safe resting place.

The enemies were brutal and relentless, trampling on the spot numerous heroes and warriors without leaving intact bodies.

He was too late to save Lin Fanyin, so how could he bear to see her body desecrated by the enemy?

But now, the Jade Luan Pin was in someone else’s hands!

"Speak! Who are you?" Xie Linyuan moved in an instant to stand in front of Ye Wanlan, his gaze icy cold to the extreme, emitting a bone-chilling aura.

With a sword at her throat, Ye Wanlan merely smiled faintly and asked softly, "Senior brother, do you truly not recognize me?"

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