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Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl

Chapter 1021 - 979: The Final Trump Card! (Part 3)

Author: Qing Qian
updatedAt: 2025-09-10

CHAPTER 1021: CHAPTER 979: THE FINAL TRUMP CARD! (PART 3)

Ye Wanlan slowly raised the sword in her hand: "Black and white reversal means nothing to me."

Lan Wanye stopped smiling: "So, you choose to live for yourself?"

"Xiao Wan!" A voice sounded, not far, very near.

Lan Wanye was shocked again: "How did you get out?!"

Yan Tingfeng unexpectedly broke free from her constraints and came to Ye Wanlan’s side.

How is this possible?!

Ye Wanlan was also extremely surprised: "Tingting? Hurry, leave!"

"Xiao Wan, Rong Shi said you are the variable, and I am the key to turn this variable." Yan Tingfeng reached out and gently touched her face, "Let me try again, there will be a way, you and Shenzhou are indispensable."

This is the bottom line he wanted to guard in this life.

How could he possibly watch her fall before him?

If someone must sacrifice, he hoped that person would be him.

He was willing to pave the way for her with his life.

However, just as Yan Tingfeng finished his words, Ye Wanlan swiftly sealed his acupoints with lightning speed.

Yan Tingfeng’s expression changed: "Xiao Wan!"

"I don’t care if you are Yan Yunyin, or if you are Yan Tingfeng." Ye Wanlan said coldly, "I don’t care if you are the Master of Highest Heaven Tower, or the Jidao Leader, in any case, I won’t allow it."

"What a moving love." Lan Wanye clapped, seemingly sighing, "I can hardly imagine that another me would develop something called love."

Pausing, she scoffed coldly: "Ridiculous and foolish feelings, utterly useless!"

A ruler must cut off all emotions that would hinder him.

Otherwise, he would not be a qualified king.

In this regard, Ye Wanlan was still too young.

"Master of Highest Heaven Tower, the person I should hate most is you." Lan Wanye looked down at Yan Tingfeng, her voice squeezed through her teeth, "Why does my life trajectory lack someone like you?!"

If she had someone like the Master of Highest Heaven Tower by her side, perhaps her Shenzhou would not have perished.

If her kingdom still existed, she would not have been forced onto an extreme path, nor would she have become isolated, unable to trust anyone.

From beginning to end, Lan Wanye’s heart was severely unbalanced.

Yet Yan Tingfeng didn’t even spare a glance at Lan Wanye; he just gazed at Ye Wanlan, slightly smiling: "Because you have never been her."

And it is only Ye Wanlan who is worth it.

"Ha ha ha ha ha! So I have never been her!" Lan Wanye laughed loudly, her laughter carrying a hint of desolation and sadness, "I wanted to spare your life, let you help me, but since you are so stubborn, I will let you be a pair of wild mandarin ducks!"

"Buzz——!"

Time froze, space locked!

The wind turned to sharp blades, piercing through the bodies of Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng.

"Tingting, listen to me, I’ll hold her off, you open this Brocade Bag, it’s what Rong Shi left behind." Ye Wanlan spoke quickly, "I believe he left a way to save Shenzhou, you must promise me."

She tried to open the Brocade Bag but could not.

Yet now, she indeed felt powerless.

What exactly did Rong Shi leave behind?

Yan Tingfeng looked at the small Brocade Bag placed into his arms, suddenly chuckled: "Princess, you are still too cruel to me, always making me watch you leave first."

Being the one left behind bears unbearable pain.

Three hundred years ago, he experienced it once.

But this time, it was far more piercing.

Because now, he loves her.

The deeper the love, the heavier the pain.

"Promise me." Ye Wanlan held his hand tightly, "We... don’t have time, Tingting."

"Okay..." Yan Tingfeng’s hand slowly let go, "I promise you, but you must also promise me, wait for me."

Ye Wanlan smiled: "I will wait for you."

"Tick-tock, tick-tock——"

Blood dripped down, all falling onto the Brocade Bag.

"Swoosh——"

The Brocade Bag soaked in their blood silently opened.

There were only eight words on it——

Everyone for me, I am for everyone.

This was unexpected for both Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng.

Just a slip of paper?

Ye Wanlan stared at the eight words, initially perplexed, murmuring repeatedly: "Everyone for me, I am for everyone, everyone for me..."

So this is the way.

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