TGCFNM -Chapter 255 They’ll Come to Cause Me Trouble

Uncle Wu smiled and cupped his hands toward the man. “Sect Leader Lin, long time no see.” After saying this, he ordered someone to tie up the two troublemakers and throw them into the wood storage room for the time being; their fate could be dealt with later.

Lin Zhengqing didn’t come in. After exchanging a few polite words with Uncle Wu, he left.

Once they had gone, Uncle Wu closed the door again, his expression serious as he hurried back. “Lin Zhengqing came to gather information.”

Chu Ling asked, “Information? About the invitations?”

Uncle Wu nodded.

Chu Ling smiled. “Uncle Wu, didn’t I already say? We’re going to poison the invitations. How could they possibly snatch them then?”

“This year seems different,” Uncle Wu lowered his voice. “There are five hundred invitations in total, and each one can be exchanged for a bottle of divine water. Moreover, those holding an invitation this year can cooperate to explore the treasure site.”

Wan Sanjin asked in surprise, “There really is a treasure?”

“Not only that, but it seems they’ve discovered the entrance.” Uncle Wu suddenly recalled today on the main street when they had been ambushed. At first, he had thought it was just some reckless youths, but now it seemed someone was testing the waters.

“For the next three days, everyone should avoid acting on their own,” Uncle Wu instructed seriously.

Chu Ling also composed herself and looked at Uncle Wu. “This so-called treasure… what exactly is it?”

Uncle Wu sat down, recalling. “Some say it’s the national treasury of the old Wei Kingdom. Some say it’s treasure left behind by the Witch Clan. Others say it’s actually the secret manuals and weapons collected by Mei Zhongxue, all stored in one place to find a worthy heir.”

“So this treasure has always been at the peak of Tianjian Mountain, the place covered in snow year-round, but no one has ever found it?” Chu Ling asked.

Uncle Wu nodded.

Bai Su lifted her hand and gently rested it on Chu Ling’s shoulder, speaking softly: “Actually, it’s more likely to be the Witch Clan than the Wei Kingdom. The Wei Kingdom’s old capital was near Lezhou, very far from here. There’s no way they would have built a treasury here.”

“But the Witch Clan has legends preserved about them. They worship the Snow God and believe they were born from the snowy mountains. Snow can harm others but protects them. So if there really is a treasure, it should belong to the Witch Clan.”

Chu Ling looked at Uncle Wu. “Then… what kind of people are the Witch Clan?”

Uncle Wu shook his head. “I don’t know.”

Chu Ling pressed further, “And the treasure left by the Witch Clan… what would that be?”

Uncle Wu shook his head again. “Don’t know.”

Bai Su spoke from the side. “The Witch Clan was mysterious. They had their own language and unique laws.”

“In the Witch Clan, the Witch God was the supreme ruler, usually an older woman, because women could give birth and were seen as blessed by the gods. Men who could not bear children served as guards and builders.”

“This clan disappeared completely over a hundred years ago. It seems related to a massive upheaval that happened atop the snowy mountain. With no images or writings left behind, some deny their existence and only speak of the Witch Clan as legend.”

The Ghost Scholar interjected, “There’s no record of such secrets in that place, Bai Su. How do you know so much? Is it from your sect’s records?”

Chu Ling wanted to ask which sect Bai Su came from; maybe this time they could go and take a look.

But Bai Su remained silent for a long while before speaking: “My sect is gone. The library is gone. The training grounds are gone. My senior brothers and sisters, juniors… all gone.”

Chu Ling felt there was no need to ask further—this matter was surely connected to Bai Zhuoxing.

At this moment, Uncle Wu remembered something and quickly admonished them: “Don’t comment on Gui Wushuang’s appearance. Don’t stare at him and say he’s handsome. He’s temperamental, doesn’t follow normal rules, and is protected by the Yun Palace Sect Master. Even Mei Zhongxue would have to show some courtesy to the Yun Palace Sect Master.”

“Why must they show courtesy?” Wan Sanjin asked.

Uncle Wu sighed, “…Yun Palace is skilled at cultivating medicinal materials. They can obtain very aged herbs, so martial artists generally don’t want to offend them.”

Chu Ling pursed her lips: what a pity—this Gui Wushuang won’t last long anyway.

At this moment, Wan Sanjin said leisurely, “My elder brother’s people are also cultivating medicinal herbs, and they’ve collected quite a few of the older ones. So, we don’t really need to give that Palace Lord any face, do we?”

Uncle Wu smacked his forehead—he had forgotten about the eldest young master!

Hearing this, Chu Ling’s eyes lit up with delight. “Looks like we don’t need to.”

Zhang Dong quietly muttered from the side, “Is there anything the Eldest Young Master can’t do?”

“To make money, my brother does everything—he has his hands in all sorts of things,” Wan Sanjin replied.

Chu Ling couldn’t help but applaud. “He was born to be a businessman. If he doesn’t get rich, then who will?”

Uncle Wu chuckled. “The Eldest Young Master really… loves money. He enjoys seeing money generate more money. Everything he does, from start to finish, revolves around money.”

“Only those who love money can truly acquire it. Those who regard it as dirt, how many in history have truly gotten rich?” Chu Ling said.

Wan Sanjin nodded vigorously, showing absolute agreement. No one loved money more than his brother!

Just then, a commotion suddenly arose downstairs, and the sound gradually approached. Footsteps stopped outside their private room.

Chu Ling was startled. “Could it be someone trying to kick the door in again?”

“Knock, knock.”

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The visitor knocked politely, then stopped outside.

Uncle Wu’s eyes flickered as he calmly walked over and pulled the door open.

“Heroine Yun?”

Yun Aoxue lifted her chin slightly and nodded. “It’s me.”

Uncle Wu was surprised. “Heroine Yun, you’re here to see me? The Fulai Inn is fully booked; I can’t make room for you.”

Yun Aoxue shook her head slightly. “I heard there’s a government official in this private room?”

Uncle Wu instinctively gripped the doorframe. “What exactly is the matter, Heroine Yun?”

Yun Aoxue glanced at Uncle Wu, then cupped her hands respectfully. “I want this official to help me with something.”

“What kind of help?” Chu Ling had now walked over, lightly patting Uncle Wu on the shoulder to signal him not to worry. With so many of them here, why fear just one person?

“I inquired earlier. Government officials can help with divorce proceedings,” Yun Aoxue said, looking at Chu Ling. “I want a divorce.”

Chu Ling was about to ask a question when Uncle Wu couldn’t help but speak first. “Did Zhang Zhenfeng also cheat?”

Yun Aoxue’s eyes blazed red with anger as she nodded heavily. “Even his cousin came to our house!”

“Wasn’t his cousin already married?” Uncle Wu asked in surprise.

“I don’t know how she got involved behind our backs. I saw it with my own eyes. But he thought I had no leverage, that I shouldn’t reach out too far, and that since our two sects are intermarried, if we divorce, everyone in the world will laugh at us.” Yun Aoxue couldn’t hold back her tears. “I don’t care about being laughed at—I want a divorce!”

Chu Ling stepped forward. “I’ll help you!”

Uncle Wu instinctively pulled Chu Ling back. “The Po Yun Sect and the Li Shui Sect are both located in Longhu City. The two sects have intermarried for generations to maintain stability. Moreover, if you look closely, many relatives are spread across both sects—it’s already tangled, you in me, me in you.”

Chu Ling understood. “If I give them the ruling, the two sects will come looking for trouble, won’t they?”