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Chapter 34 Rebirth: Different Time Travels

A gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of a hundred flowers drifted into the tent.

Mi Lanfang moved gracefully with delicate steps, curtsied, and maintained an elegant posture.

"Mi Lanfang from Baihua Valley pays respects to Master Lin."

"Valley Master, there's no need for such formalities. Please have a seat."

Mi Lanfang took her seat, slightly raised her delicate hand, and clear dew poured from the pot into the sleeve, condensing into a lifelike peony in the center of the cup.

"This is formed from the morning dew of Hundred Flowers Valley, which can cleanse the mind and enlighten the spirit." She pushed the cup forward, "Master has answered the questions of all fellow Daoists, and Lanfang should serve tea."

Lin Xiaofan's gaze swept over the ripples in the cup: "As the saying goes, you can tell a lot about an object by looking at it."

"Judging from this tea, does the Valley Master perhaps have something on his mind?"

Mi Lanfang's gaze sharpened suddenly: "Master, you have keen insight." She nodded to conceal her turmoil, "Lanfang does indeed have a question, and I humbly request your guidance."

"Ah... since the Valley Master is a master of spiritual plants, he must have come to ask, 'How can withered flowers be brought back to life?'"

A moment of deathly silence fell over the tent.

Mi Lanfang suddenly looked up, her eyes brimming with tears: "Master, have mercy! Please save my beloved daughter from this dire situation!"

"Does the Valley Master trust me so much? Even Sect Leader Xuan wanted to test my skills, yet the Valley Master entrusted me with his heartfelt secret right before my eyes?"

"After drinking Master's milk tea just now, I felt my mind was clear and I felt comfortable and at ease." Mi Lanfang's voice trembled slightly. "Then I saw the Heavenly Dao Palace Master come out of the tent with his killing intent completely subdued and his Daoist aura purified by thirty percent. How could Lanfang dare to doubt Master's extraordinary abilities?"

Lin Xiaofan's lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "To save your daughter, you must overcome three tribulations."

"First, we need to use the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing marrow from the Western Wilderness to suppress the soul; second, we need to gather the tears of the Seven Emotions Flower to rebuild the heart meridian; third..." He glanced at the other person's face, "The Valley Master needs to pass on the Spirit Cultivation Secret Technique to the Qingyun Sect."

"This..." Mi Lanfang's fingertips dug into her palm. The foundation of Hundred Flowers Valley lay in the art of spiritual plants; this move was tantamount to cutting off her own arm.

"The Hundred Flowers Valley faction is splitting apart. Although the Valley Master is trying his best to promote new members, there are probably still stubborn people who are trying to obstruct it. If the situation becomes serious, it will be difficult to protect the inheritance."

Mi Lanfang's gaze shifted, and Lin Xiaofan pressed his advantage: "Valley Master, there's no need to worry. I, Lin, never insist. You are free to keep your valley's core techniques to yourself."

"Why does the master trust that I wouldn't keep anything secret?" Mi Lanfang asked directly, "If I were to secretly alter the secret technique..."

Lin Xiaofan chuckled, presenting a brownish-yellow tuber in his palm: "Does the Valley Master recognize this?"

"This is red..." Mi Lanfang blurted out, but changed her words at the last moment, "Tu... potato?" She covered her mouth in astonishment, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

[Detection successful]

[Rebelliousness Value +100]

"That's why I'm not afraid of the Valley Master keeping secrets." Lin Xiaofan's smile was profound. "I know what the Valley Master is thinking, yet I still choose to treat him with sincerity. Passing on the art of spiritual plants to the Qingyun Sect can not only save your daughter but also help the Hundred Flowers Valley reform its old ways—this is the best solution for both sides."

Mi Lanfang remained stunned for a long time before finally leaving her seat and bowing three times respectfully.

"Master, your kindness is beyond my comprehension. Once the situation in the valley is stabilized, I will definitely bring my beloved daughter to seek your medical help, and at that time I will also offer all the knowledge I have acquired throughout my life."

The curtains rose and fell, and tranquility returned.

Old Xian popped out from his sleeve: [You're really something! Using the "verbal amplification device" to pretend to read her mind and completely fooled her.]

Lin Xiaofan raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "In a sense, I can indeed 'read minds and control speech'." He waved the tuber in his hand, "Look, a 'sweet potato' is a 'potato,' and a 'potato' is also a 'potato,' isn't it?"

Ha, you smooth-talking sophistry, watch out or you'll get stabbed in the back by a girl!

Honestly, can you really cure her daughter?

Lin Xiaofan toyed with the sweet potato between his fingers, casually saying, "Hehe~"

What does "Hey!" mean?! Are you even capable?!

"Since you've said that much, of course."

[Is it possible, or is it not possible?]

"Nature is just nature."

【You son of a bitch! I'll fuck you!】Old Xian's eyes flashed wildly.

Lin Xiaofan pursed his lips in secret satisfaction: Finally, I've gotten my revenge for what happened the night before!

Just as he was about to tease him further, a clear and elegant female voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "The imperial family of Tianzhou requests an audience with Master Lin."

Lin Xiaofan's expression suddenly hardened.

"Old Xian, Ma Qiu." He immediately activated his Eye of Truth, "In a moment, use all your strength to sniff out whether there is any trace of a cultivator on her. Don't be careless."

The curtain was gently lifted, and the snow-haired girl stepped in alone, her steps composed and showing no sign of fear.

The inseparable female guard did not follow?

"Your Excellency has some doubts; are you looking for my guards?" Ji Ying continued walking without stopping, reaching the center. "Since you have stated that you only wish to meet with three people, you should enter alone."

Lin Xiaofan frowned. The feeling of being seen through at this moment was awful, as if he were the one being scrutinized.

He glanced at the top of the other person's head:

"Ji Ying; the third princess of the Tian Zhou Dynasty; due to her weak constitution, she was unable to cultivate and departed on a crane at the tender age of seventeen."

"You can see my fate..." Ji Ying's long eyelashes fluttered slightly beneath her veil, "but I cannot see yours."

A chilling aura instantly spread from Lin Xiaofan's body, and dark shadows rose from the soles of his feet like dragons:

"You're a corrector?!"

The temperature inside the tent plummeted, and ice crystals began to form.

Old Xian suddenly shot out, hovering in front of Lin Xiaofan and flashing blue light rapidly:

[Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!]

"Old Salty, have you taken the wrong medicine?" Lin Xiaofan grabbed the salted fish by the tail.

You're the one who took the wrong medicine!

Lao Xian broke free from the levitation and turned his fish eyes toward Ji Ying.

[I knew you looked familiar... Girl, aren't you that girl who worked all night before?]

Ji Ying's eyelids fluttered slightly, and her voice rose slightly: "Lord Salt God, it really is you!"

Salt God?

Lin Xiaofan was stunned, glancing at Lao Xian with eyes that seemed to ask: When did you start preaching?

Old Xian swung his fishtail smugly: "This matter... is a long story..."

"To make a long story short," Lin Xiaofan said with a disdainful sneer.

[Tsk...what a mood killer]

[To put it simply—the "Dayun" truck that hit you was going too fast, pulling that girl along with it. You both perished, your souls intertwined. In the heat of the moment, I couldn't distinguish between them, so I simply cut you in two. Unexpectedly, this girl has also come to the cultivation world as a reincarnated being, and even possesses a portion of the "Eye of Truth."]

"Huh? Why didn't you say something this important earlier!" Lin Xiaofan's voice suddenly rose.

【Uh… well… I only remembered this after I saw the girl in person】

Lin Xiaofan looked at Ji Ying, who was standing quietly "looking" at him, her posture elegant.

"Um... please have a seat." He gestured, then grabbed Lao Xian and pulled him into the corner of the tent, whispering, "You bastard... was it you who caused me to be knocked away?"

[Oh! Slander! This was done by the Script Management Bureau.]

"The Script Management Bureau?" Lin Xiaofan frowned. "Do I have such a big grudge against them?"

[It's probably not specifically targeting you.]

[As I mentioned before, the Script Management Bureau has undergone a "mutation," causing varying degrees of impact on worlds in related dimensions. In the world you were in before, the effect was... an increased probability of accidental death.]

"Accidental death..."

Lin Xiaofan recalled the news he had casually browsed at the time, and indeed the screen was full of reports of breaking incidents.

"Then can you tell me..." He stared into the old man's fishy eyes, "why is it that, even though we both transmigrated, she was reborn as a princess of a dynasty, while I was reborn as a useless disciple?"

"Uh...maybe...you're just not a good person?" Old Xian's eyes drifted towards the top of the tent.

"Then why didn't you choose a princess with good character?" Lin Xiaofan brought his face close, his gaze full of scrutiny and pressure.

【Huh! Confess...confess to everything!】

Old Xian was squeezed to the very edge of the tent, his fish-like body trembling.

When I first left my mother body, I hadn't established an anchor point and couldn't maintain my existence. I desperately needed a vessel, and in the end, only your soul was a good match, so I borrowed it briefly. So... perhaps I was deemed an "outlier" by the Script Management Bureau and rejected by the worlds under its jurisdiction, which led to my "useless" start.

"You've omitted way too much in the middle!"

Lin Xiaofan was about to ask further—

Boom-!

Suddenly a muffled thud startled both the man and the fish, who all looked in the direction of the sound.

Ji Ying collapsed to the ground, her snow-white hair scattered, her face as white as paper.

Lin Xiaofan strode forward and touched the side of her neck with his fingertips... Her pulse was weak, almost imperceptible.

"Oh dear... please don't let anything happen to you."

He was about to exchange for the Baihui Rejuvenation Pill when Old Xian stopped him: "No! She hasn't cultivated yet; her mortal body can't withstand the medicine's power!"

"Then quickly call her guards...!"

"Don't…"

A faint breath escaped Ji Ying's throat, and her veil slipped down half an inch.

"I...I request...to cultivate together with you..."

The words fell silent as the tent fell still.

Not only Lin Xiaofan, but even Lao Xian was stunned in place.