Chapter 373: Chapter 185: Witchcraft Technique Replication
"A Venerable from the mansion?"
The two guards froze, exchanging a glance. Just as they were about to ask, Mo Ling’Er pulled back the curtain, revealing her beautiful face.
"It’s... it’s the Seventh Miss!"
The two guards looked stunned for a moment, then their expressions turned to joy. One hurried over to help Mo Ling’Er out of the carriage, while the other dashed into the courtyard to deliver the news.
"Seventh Miss?"
Zhao Rui’s brows furrowed, and his eyes narrowed.
"It’s fake, all fake! Don’t blow our cover."
Hearing his muttered words, Mo Ling’Er couldn’t help but explain via voice transmission.
Alarm bells screamed in Zhao Rui’s mind. He suppressed the True Qi circulating through his body, ready to erupt and flee at a moment’s notice.
"You! You’ve never trusted me! Hmph!"
Mo Ling’Er couldn’t be bothered with him. She pouted, huffed twice, and sent the voice transmission.
In that short moment, before Zhao Rui and Mo Ling’Er could exchange more than a few words, a large crowd of people came pouring out from the main gate.
At the forefront was a silver-haired old woman, followed by several middle-aged women.
The old woman’s expression was emotional, her wrinkled face showing unconcealable joy.
"Grandmatriarch!"
Mo Ling’Er, equally emotional, quickened her pace and went to meet her.
"Ling’Er, you... you’re finally back!"
The old woman gripped Mo Ling’Er’s hands tightly, her voice trembling as her eyes roamed up and down, taking her in.
"You’ve gotten thinner! So much thinner! Were the conditions over there harsh? ...My poor child. Good, you’re back now. We won’t let you go again."
"Grandmatriarch!"
Mo Ling’Er’s lower lip trembled, her expression aggrieved. She looked nothing like the ruthless killer who had slain people in East Japan with a flick of her finger.
"There, there, don’t cry. It’s good that you’re back, so good. You weren’t mistreated over there, were you? How was it? Were the conditions very harsh?"
The old woman held Mo Ling’Er’s hand, stroking it lovingly. "Come, let’s go inside and talk. Let Great-Grandmother get a good look at you."
"That’s right, Ling’Er. You have no idea, the Grandmatriarch thinks about you day and night. She was constantly complaining that your father wouldn’t let you stay."
"Grandmatriarch, everything is fine now. Ling’Er is back, so you can finally be happy."
The women beside them also began to chime in with flattery.
Clearly, this old woman held an extremely noble status in the mansion.
And for Mo Ling’Er to be so beloved by her, she was certainly no ordinary person either.
’Just what is her identity?’
As for her being an imposter, Zhao Rui wasn’t stupid. At this point, how could he not see the truth?
’This woman is not a good person.’
’She’s playing both sides.’
’Based on what I knew before, she’s supposed to be a Witch Venerable from the defeated Gui Xu army that invaded Blue Star.’
’Or at the very least, a Priestess of a large tribe.’
’Now that we’re in Gui Xu territory, she’s also the Seventh Miss of some mansion here.’
Zhao Rui formed a Spell with his hands. The Charming Maiden Formless Celestial Demon Great Method activated instantly, his body multiplying into six figures that flickered and sped off in six different directions.
’I’ve already made a mistake. If I don’t leave now, am I just going to wait for Mo Ling’Er to catch me like a turtle in a jar?’
’As expected, you can never trust the words of a beautiful woman.’
’Everyone at the gate is focused on Mo Ling’Er. If not now, when!’
"Grandmatriarch, I have a friend who needs to stay here for a few days..."
As she was about to enter the gate, Mo Ling’Er composed herself and suddenly remembered Zhao Rui.
She quickly mentioned it to the Grandmatriarch, then turned around to call Zhao Rui over to pay his respects.
But when she looked back, there was no sign of Zhao Rui.
"You..."
Mo Ling’Er’s chest ached with anger.
’That bastard... he ran away... again.’
’He’s never trusted me, not even once!’
"Are you looking for that young man who was behind you just now?"
Seeing Mo Ling’Er’s flustered and annoyed expression, the old woman’s slender eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke with a smile.
At the old woman’s words, Mo Ling’Er froze for a second, then her face lit up. "Grandmatriarch, quickly, help me catch him!"
After speaking, Mo Ling’Er placed her hands on her hips triumphantly and shouted, "You’re on my turf now! You can’t escape!"
"Is he your enemy?"
"Aiya, Grandmatriarch, don’t ask so many questions! Just catch him."
Mo Ling’Er said coyly, then quickly added, "But... but don’t hurt him!"
Seeing this, the old woman smiled serenely. Her jet-black eyes instantly filled with endless Starlight, within which it seemed countless stars were being born and dying.
"A soaring jiao resembles a dragon, transforming into clouds to make it rain. The rain falls, and heaven and earth are cleansed..."
As the old woman spoke, a light drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.
At first, it was only above the Yun Mansion, but it quickly spread to the surrounding streets. Within a few breaths, a soft, pattering rain was falling over the entire city.
"He is to the northeast, a thousand zhang away, fleeing toward the northern part of the city... Go. Bring him back to the mansion!"
"This granddaughter-in-law obeys!"
"We obey the Grandmatriarch’s decree!"
The women all bowed in salute, and then with a flicker of their bodies, they vanished from the front of the Yun Mansion.
These women, who looked like noble ladies, all possessed such Divine Techniques.
If Zhao Rui were here, he would surely be grateful that he ran so quickly.
"Ling’Er, come. Let’s go into the mansion. You can tell your Great-Grandmother all about the situation over there."
The old woman seemed completely unconcerned about whether the women could catch Zhao Rui, simply leading Mo Ling’Er into the mansion with doting affection.
In the northeastern part of the massive city, Zhao Rui ducked into a residence.
Most of the residences here were semi-subterranean. The walls were made of stone plastered with mud, and the roofs were covered with things like thatched grass and wooden beams. They looked rather dark and crude.
Zhao Rui hid in a corner and cast the Illusionary Sound Technique, using infrasound to blur the space around him.
An ordinary person, or even a typical Martial Artist, would not notice anything amiss.
