Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 838 True thoughts surface! [ - 2 update]

Envoy Lianhua respectfully answered: "Yes, my god."

As soon as she spoke, her figure vanished from the place again.

"Alright, Futu, although you didn’t manage to annihilate those cunning humans this time, discovering this girl is a great achievement." Supreme Wisdom’s laughter was faint, "Cangyuan Country, at least, will be in chaos for a while."

"Thank you, my god, for not blaming me." Futu bowed, somewhat curious, and asked, "My god, in your opinion, will Beirut really be killed by his own child, losing the throne?"

"The Great Priest of Cangyuan Country is indeed a very peculiar person; the prophecy has not been wrong to this day." Supreme Wisdom’s voice was calm, "If Beirut truly kills that child, then perhaps the prophecy could indeed be broken, but unfortunately..."

Futu’s doubts were growing: "I ask for your guidance, my god."

"Everything is developing according to its destined trajectory; since the prophecy has been issued, it is unchangeable." Supreme Wisdom sighed, "Years ago, that child was saved by the former queen of Cangyuan Country, and after many twists and turns, sent to the land. I also sent someone to intercept yet was orchestrated by humans."

Futu was silent for a moment, recalling the matter: "Over forty years ago, the Yunjing Lin Family... that Lin Weilan?"

The name Lin Weilan was known to the seven envoys.

"Exactly." Supreme Wisdom continued, "She delayed enough time, forcing my people to return to Atlantis. At that time, although Miao Yin was also in Yunjing, Lin Baiwei was even more cunning and unfathomable. She couldn’t act; once she did, the plan would fail completely."

But unfortunately, it was still ruined by Lin Jiayan’s daughter in the end.

Supreme Wisdom had not expected that knowing full well the dangers of Atlantis, she would dare to venture here alone, stepping into a trap.

It’s uncertain whether it was due to the fearlessness of youth or reckless ignorance.

Futu was still puzzled: "Why does my god want to kill Beirut’s son?" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

"The Great Priest of Cangyuan predicted that this son would kill his father and seize the throne, naturally a person of extraordinary talent." Supreme Wisdom said calmly, "Killing him is to prevent future troubles, but unfortunately... he’s now missing."

"Even my god doesn’t know his whereabouts?" Futu urgently raised his head, "That’s impossible; no one in all of Atlantis could escape my god’s sight!"

"Hence, failing to eliminate him directly back then indeed brought trouble." Supreme Wisdom sighed, "Since we cannot trace him now, we must first eliminate his daughter."

Beirut’s pettiness is widely known.

Once he learns of Ye Wanlan’s identity, he will surely kill her without hesitation.

"The final day is drawing near; before then, our people need to recuperate and restore vitality." Supreme Wisdom spoke slowly, "Avoid provoking conflicts unless fundamental interests are touched."

"Understood." Futu thought for a moment, then said, "A few days ago, Chang Li requested to see my god, hoping for assistance in killing Qingluan."

"This matter is not urgent." Supreme Wisdom replied faintly, "We’ll discuss it later. Let them remain calm, or else the Chongming Royal Family might cease to exist."

Futu respectfully: "Yes, my god."

**

Cangyuan Country, Kellan Family.

"No need to call a doctor; I am one myself." Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, "It’s just a minor injury; taking some medicine will suffice."

Silvia, however, was anxious, "You’re coughing up blood!"

Ye Wanlan smiled serenely, "Coughing up blood is a common occurrence; I’m used to it."

As she spoke, she had already taken out the medicine she carried with her.

Futu’s strike indeed carried enormous power, impacting her significantly.

But Ye Wanlan knew that Futu clearly did not regard humans seriously, hence just a casual blow.

Nonetheless, such a mighty force, Envoy Futu, was indeed a lethal weapon cultivated by Supreme Wisdom.

Ye Wanlan took another pill, and her face regained some color.

"Disciple, let me have a look!" Baili Changkong hurried over, visibly worried. "Anywhere else uncomfortable? Sigh! Why didn’t you take your teacher along when you went out? That way, you wouldn’t have gotten hurt!"

"Teacher, I’m fine." Ye Wanlan smiled gently, "Supreme Wisdom’s envoys can’t reach here; you don’t need to worry."

"He dares!" Baili Changkong glared, "If he really dares to come, I’ll make sure he leaves lying down!"

"Alright, old man." Lancelot sighed, "No matter how strong you are, you can’t defeat all seven of them."

Baili Changkong fell silent: "I heard that if the seven envoys unite to form a formation, even an Omega Level Divine Bloodline cannot withstand it."

Previously, they used this method to kill an Omega Level Divine Bloodline.

"I’ve dealt with Miao Yin before; she’s not adept at fighting but rather in manipulating people’s hearts." Ye Wanlan spoke calmly, "Since none can withstand the combined might of the seven, then we must defeat them one by one, preventing them from uniting."

"Great idea! As expected of my disciple!" Baili Changkong praised, "I might struggle against seven, but can I not handle one?"

Lancelot frowned, "Though this method is feasible, how do we defeat them one by one?"

"Lie in wait." Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow, "We don’t need to act; they’ll come to us."

**

At this moment, elsewhere, in the Royal Palace.

The Guard Commander was applying medicine to the bruised Beirut King, unable to help but say, "Your Majesty, that Lancelot only dares act this way because you haven’t revealed your true face; otherwise, how dare he treat you like this?"

Beirut King said nothing, his gaze dark.

Suddenly, a gentle voice arrived, "Beirut Majesty."

"Who?!" The Guard Commander immediately drew his gun, aiming it at the direction of the voice.

A woman quietly appeared in the vast Royal Palace, dressed in a yellow and white gown, ribbons swirling around her waist, resembling a celestial being descending to the mortal world.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, but at the sight of her, Beirut King’s expression changed, "Envoy Lianhua... how dare you come to Royal City? Is your Chongming Country declaring war now?!"

"Beirut Majesty, don’t get upset." Lianhua smiled, "I have just come to deliver a message from my god."

"Supreme Wisdom?" Beirut King’s eyes turned more sinister, "His words are not to be trusted!"

Lianhua was unperturbed, merely stating, "My god says, the child you thought you killed years ago, Beirut Majesty, actually survived."

"What did you say?!" Beirut King’s pupils contracted sharply, "Say that again!"

"The Prophetic Son not only survived but also bore a child with a human, giving birth to a daughter." Lianhua’s smile remained, "This girl is now in the Royal City, named Ye Wanlan."

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