novelraw Chapter 302: Is It Good-Looking or Not?
Chapter 302: Is It Good-Looking or Not?
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Wei Ying raised her head sharply.
Sure enough, two small black dots were streaking across the horizon, flying rapidly toward them.
Although the figures were still indistinct, Wei Ying could immediately tell—the one on the right was Yu Zhao!
Yu Zhao had returned!
They had won!
“Ahhh!”
The disciples of the sects, along with the other cultivators, erupted into cheers of joy.
Initially, they thought their journey would end tragically on Star-Plucking Mountain, but against all odds, they encountered Yu Zhao and witnessed a miracle.
Han Xin Lan’s eyes sparkled as she gazed forward.So that’s the Sister Yu Zhao whom Senior Sister Mo always spoke about with admiration?
Amazing!
The younger disciples, unaware of the full implications of Yu Zhao’s return, simply shared in the joy of seeing their elder siblings rescued. Their laughter and cheers filled the air.
When Yu Zhao and Hua Tu landed in front of them, they were greeted by a sea of bright, shining eyes.
“Sister Yu…” Wei Ying, who had a flood of words prepared, suddenly choked up upon seeing Yu Zhao. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice faltered.
Junior Sister Ning, Junior Brother Sha, and the others, moved by Wei Ying’s emotional state, also displayed mixed expressions of laughter and tears.
“Sister Yu Zhao! I have no way to repay your life-saving grace. I, this humble girl, am willing to offer myself in gratitude!”
Han Xin Lan dashed out of the crowd, biting her lip as she looked shyly at Yu Zhao. Her voice was soft and sweet, completely different from the tone she had used earlier to berate the Tu Clan Patriarch.
Wei Ying and the others were dumbfounded, glaring at Han Xin Lan with righteous indignation.
Even Hua Tu sensed a surge of crisis. His light golden eyes glared fiercely at Han Xin Lan.
Han Xin Lan ignored the hostility around her, her watery eyes gazing bashfully at Yu Zhao.
Sister Yu Zhao is so beautiful.
If I stumble now and fall into her arms, will it seem too deliberate?
Would she catch me?
Ah, so embarrassing.
Indeed, as a disciple of Hundred Flowers Valley, Han Xin Lan lived up to the reputation. In her, Yu Zhao glimpsed shadows of some old acquaintances.
Perhaps because Yu Zhao didn’t immediately respond to Han Xin Lan’s antics, Hua Tu’s sense of crisis deepened.
Recalling scenes from storybooks about how delicate husbands dealt with rivals, Hua Tu decided to put the lessons to use.
“You must be Han Xin Lan from Hundred Flowers Valley, right? Your fiancé, having heard of your disappearance, is currently searching for you with your sisters.”
Han Xin Lan’s gentle, watery gaze turned icy as it landed on Hua Tu. “Fiancé? What kind of thing is that?”
When Tu Yun Tian had left without a word, Han Xin Lan had resolved never to reconcile with him. She only approached the Tu family to sever ties completely, hoping to avoid further entanglements.
Then came the incidents where she was drugged by the Tu family patriarch and later abducted by the Tu Clan Patriarch to be used as a sacrificial offering.
Although these actions were unrelated to Tu Yun Tian personally, the vile deeds of his ancestor and father made her wonder if such depravity ran in their bloodline.
In short, Han Xin Lan and Tu Yun Tian were utterly finished. Just hearing his name now made her physically nauseous.
Hua Tu, eager to speak further, quickly clammed up when Yu Zhao shot him a sharp glare.
Thanks to their brief exchange, the atmosphere lightened significantly.
Yu Zhao had intended to visit Tai Bai Academy, but given the current circumstances, traveling with Wei Ying and the others seemed unsuitable.
Thus, she exchanged a few polite words with them, hinting she would visit the academy later.
Wei Ying and the others were delighted and began mentally preparing for Yu Zhao’s welcome.
As for the children who had been abducted, they were escorted down the mountain and handed over to the City Lord of Southern Wind City, who would contact the leaders of other cities for assistance.
Mo Ci and Jing Nan, still searching for Han Xin Lan, quickly headed toward Southern Wind City upon hearing Yu Zhao had found her, bringing Tu Yun Tian along to meet them.
However, the reunion between the sisters was far from the warm scene Yu Zhao had imagined.
Han Xin Lan endured a fierce scolding, emerging with her body and mind thoroughly cleansed.
As for Tu Yun Tian, Han Xin Lan didn’t even meet him. She sent him away directly.
This experience taught her an important lesson:
A woman doesn’t need to hold men to high moral standards.
Her sect’s ideals had always been ahead of their time.
…
At the Inn
Hua Tu fidgeted, tugging awkwardly at his new outfit. His voice was barely audible as he asked, “Does it look good?”
This was the latest trend in Southern Wind City—the delicate husband style.
He had to use his identity as a storybook prototype to intercept this outfit from the tailor’s pre-orders. It had been hard-earned.
Yu Zhao’s forehead twitched, choosing to ignore the question. Instead, she countered, “What’s your next plan?”
“Wherever you go, I’ll follow.”
Yu Zhao paused briefly. “I heard there’s a treacherous land a thousand miles away from Southern Wind City. Rare flowers grow there, ones difficult to find elsewhere. I’m planning to gather some for incense-making.”
“Then I’ll go with you.”
Hua Tu blurted out.
Realizing Yu Zhao’s gaze was fixed on him, he panicked. “Does my outfit look good?”
Yu Zhao: …
After a moment of silence, she stood. “We leave tomorrow.”
With that, she left the room.
Hua Tu scratched his head and muttered, “Is it good-looking or not?”
The next day.
After parting ways with Mo Ci and her sisters, Yu Zhao and Hua Tu set out for the treacherous land.
…
Five Elements Dao Sect
At Hermit Bao Hua’s residence.
Ye Cong Xin peered around, ensuring that only Wang Sheng was in the courtyard before calling out sweetly, “Brother Wang Sheng~”
Wang Sheng was busy counting ants.
One, two, three…
“Brother Wang Sheng~”
Nine, ten, eleven…
“Wang Sheng!”
“Ah!”
Startled, Wang Sheng yelped.
Ye Cong Xin thought she had finally caught his attention.
But Wang Sheng merely resumed counting ants.
One, two, three…
Ye Cong Xin nearly cried from frustration.
Why is this idiot favored by Heaven?
She took a deep breath, calming herself before stubbornly resuming her calls at the gate.
Only when Xiu Luo appeared, glaring daggers at her, did she reluctantly leave, glancing back with every step.
She had no intention of giving up, though. She planned to try again the next day.
Recently, without a target to drain fortune from, her life had been difficult.
Initially, she intended to completely drain Lan Zi Yu’s fortune to stabilize her foundation. However, her system informed her that a person’s fortune could regenerate, especially for those deeply favored by Heaven.
If Lan Zi Yu could recover from this ordeal, his fortune would rise again.
This meant he could become an endless source of fortune for her, a perpetual blood bank.
Thus, she decided to temporarily leave Lan Zi Yu alone and target someone else.
Wang Sheng was her newly chosen prey.
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