Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Oh No, He Learned Something Real
“Are you sure the aura faded for the last time right here?”

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

Hua Tu scratched his ear, then looked up at the tall courtyard wall, confused.

Yu Zhao’s face was blank, but there was a chill in her eyes.

Of course there was a problem.

They were standing in the alley behind the back gate of the Tu Clan Old Residence.

In other words, the last place Han Xin Lan appeared was not somewhere else, but the Tu Clan.

That day, Tu Hua Zhang had sworn up and down that Han Xin Lan had never come to the Tu Clan. Tu Yun Tian had also acted like he knew nothing. Yu Zhao, Mo Ci, and Jing Nan had believed them and dropped their suspicions.

Looking at it now, the three of them had been too naive. They had actually believed those lies and wasted so many days for nothing.

Yu Zhao glanced at the sky, then turned and walked away.

“Yu Zhao, why are you leaving? Aren’t we looking for her?”

Hua Tu hurried after her, completely lost.

“It’s still early. We will move again tonight.”

Hua Tu half understood, but he still obediently followed Yu Zhao’s orders and trailed after her step by step.

For the past few days, the two of them had been walking all over South Wind City, leaving at sunrise and coming back at sunset.

The people staying at the same inn as them were used to their schedule. Today, when they saw the two return one after the other so early and go back to their rooms, their brows and eyes flickered as they exchanged a few suggestive looks.

Not long after, the most popular storybook in South Wind City updated again.

The new title was: “Domineering Sect Lord Reunites With His Old Love, Delicate New Husband Left Heartbroken.”

Night.

Yu Zhao and Hua Tu climbed out the window and down from the second floor.

They followed the same route back and rushed straight toward the Tu Clan Old Residence.

On the way, Yu Zhao warned Hua Tu: “After we enter the Tu Clan Old Residence, I will place an Aura-Concealing Illusion on you. After that, no matter what happens, you must not make a sound.”

“Got it~”

The twisty, drawn-out tone in his voice made Yu Zhao’s scalp crawl. She snapped: “Hua Tu, what are you doing?!”

Hua Tu was puzzled: “Don’t you human women like it when people talk to you in that kind of voice?”

Yu Zhao had just been about to say, “Where did you hear that nonsense,” when she suddenly remembered the play they had watched at the restaurant yesterday.

In the play, the Delicate Little Husband had used that same syrupy voice when he spoke to the Lord, and the female cultivators in the audience had laughed loudly from below the stage.

Yu Zhao: “…”

[Oh no, he actually learned something real.]

“Not everyone likes it. Even if they do, there are conditions.”

“What conditions?”

Hua Tu’s eyes lit up.

“The person using that voice has to be someone they already like, or at least someone they have some good feelings toward,” Yu Zhao said calmly.

For example, if Hua Tu talked like that to her, she only found it ridiculous.

If it were Lan Zi Yu or Quan Ye talking to her like that, she would only find it disgusting and hateful.

That was the difference.

“Then you…”

Hua Tu looked at Yu Zhao’s cold side profile, but he swallowed the rest of his question.

Some questions were better left unasked.

For the rest of the walk, neither of them spoke again.

In less than half a stick of incense, they reached the back of the Tu Clan Old Residence.

Hua Tu’s face was calm now. He rubbed his fists together and asked: “Are we climbing in from here?”

“No. We are going in through the front gate.”

“The front gate?”

“Yes.”

Yu Zhao had chosen the front gate on purpose, to go against what their enemies would expect.

The rumors about her and Hua Tu in South Wind City were spreading like wildfire, and they had not tried very hard to hide their movements. The Tu Clan would surely know she had returned.

If the Tu Clan had a guilty conscience and guessed that she would come back to investigate, they would definitely set up a net of traps inside the old residence, especially around the back gate and other hidden spots, waiting quietly for their prey.

Yu Zhao was confident she could avoid triggering those traps, but she did not feel the need to take extra risks.

Besides, the last time she came to the Tu Clan, she had entered by the front gate, so she was more familiar with the layout around it.

So Yu Zhao and Hua Tu entered the Tu Clan smoothly from the front.

What surprised Yu Zhao was that, other than the patrolling clansmen and house servants, there were no other people lying in ambush inside the Tu Clan.

The whole Tu Clan Old Residence was silent, carrying the heavy air unique to an old, powerful clan.

Yu Zhao made a small hand gesture at Hua Tu.

Hua Tu nodded, then stood in place for nearly two whole sticks of incense. He even used his Third Eye Divine Ability before he finally caught that tiny trace of aura in the air that was almost completely gone.

He rubbed his sore eyes, then motioned for Yu Zhao to follow him as he headed straight toward the main hall of the Tu Clan Old Residence.

Yu Zhao’s expression grew heavier and heavier. By the time Hua Tu stopped, her face could already be described as stormy.

This was clearly the same hall where Patriarch of the Tu Clan Tu Hua Zhang had once hosted the three of them.

Yu Zhao could almost be sure that Tu Hua Zhang had a problem.

Even if he was not the mastermind, he definitely knew where Han Xin Lan had gone.

Yu Zhao swept out her divine sense and strode toward the back courtyard. Even her back was full of killing intent.

Hua Tu bared his teeth in gloating delight.

Whoever dared to provoke Yu Zhao…

He was done for.

Hua Tu could not help thinking of the hottest storybook lately.

“Domineering Sect Lord and Delicate Little Husband”…

Heh heh.

That title really was perfect.

The Domineering Sect Master really was domineering!

At that moment, Patriarch of the Tu Clan Tu Hua Zhang was sitting in his room, eyes closed in meditation.

He had been stuck at the Late Golden Core stage for hundreds of years. Recently he was trying to break through to Nascent Soul, so he was working extra hard and did not dare relax for even a moment.

Just then, a chill shot up his spine.

His eyes flew open. He looked around the room in panic, his usually gentle face twisted into something a bit ferocious.

He looked around, but nothing seemed out of place.

He let out a breath. But when he tried to enter meditation again, he found that no matter what he did, he could not calm his mind.

This had never happened to him before.

Could it be…

Tu Hua Zhang thought of the three female cultivators from Hundred Flowers Valley, and of Han Xin Lan, whom the Ancestor had taken away. His eyes filled with a trace of regret.

He had lied.

At that time, he really had not known that Han Xin Lan was the young woman Tu Yun Tian longed for day and night. If he had known, he would never have watched the Ancestor take her away without a word.

But now, it was too late to say any of this.

Han Xin Lan was probably already reincarnated by now.

The sins he had committed could only be repaid in his next life.

“Tu Hua Zhang, you sneaky, vile man. Why do you want to push the debt you owe me off to your next life? I want you to pay with your life right now!”

A sharp, piercing voice suddenly echoed through the room.

Tu Hua Zhang, who had just closed his eyes again, snapped them open in terror.

“Who is it? Who is pretending to be a ghost? Who?!”

“Tu Hua Zhang, do you not remember me? You tricked me into the main hall, then tricked me into drinking tea laced with drugs. After that you sold me off to someone else! I will not let you go! I will never let you go!”

“Han Xin Lan? You are Han Xin Lan! How did you come back? Where is the Ancestor? I want to see the Ancestor!”

“Ancestor? Your Ancestor is already dead! He is dead!”

“Impossible! How could the Ancestor be dead? He has not passed his cultivation technique on to me yet. How could he die!”

“Did he not say the Child Sacrifice Ritual could extend his lifespan? He already gathered all the people he needed. Why would he still fall?”

“Ancestor! Ancestor!”