Chapter 746 - 356: Drifting North

When the residents who heard the commotion arrived at the remote little house, You Su had already disappeared with the old man’s corpse.

The broken wall bricks were piled together, burying the body of the robust man.

At the scene, only an old sheep could be seen hanging in the yard, its blood already drained.

Curious onlookers stood outside the door, looking around, but no one dared to enter the house. Clearly, these people living in the desolate small town did not want to invite undeserved death upon themselves.

People marveled in low voices, discussing how such a change could suddenly happen to this long-abandoned house. However, there was little fear on their faces because such things were not unusual in the fierce Beiao Continent.

Here, the cold snow would freeze blood and vengeance, giving them an extraordinarily long preservation period. It’s not uncommon for old people in their twilight years to be murdered in the dead of night, mostly due to grudges held since their youth.

This is Beiao Continent, uniquely beautiful. The world here is filled with cold hues. The eye can only see black, white, and gray, and most people are as hard and cold as the land they live on.

The crowd gradually dispersed when there was nothing more to see, leaving behind half a ruin. Anyway, the soldiers from the City Lord’s mansion would handle such routine incidents, so they didn’t need to wade into that muddy water.

Judging by the speed of those soldiers... they are likely drunk to the point of stupor and probably won’t come to handle the situation until tomorrow morning...

...

The innkeeper, with a quickly burning-out candle, groggily watched the late-night returning guest.

The guest was carrying someone on his back.

"Not used to the city’s wine, are you? Sleeping so deeply..." the innkeeper quipped with squinted eyes.

He thought it was the stingy old man who got drunk outside, then was brought back by his clansmen.

The guest didn’t answer him, causing him to lose interest. It was almost dawn anyway, and he couldn’t be bothered to rekindle the lamp, so he continued to doze on the table.

As the guest walked past him, he wrinkled his nose subtly, internally complaining about these guests who always smelled primitively like beasts — dirty and stinky with a hint of blood.

However, he was too intent on sleeping to notice that the bloody odor on the elderly man was particularly strong at this moment.

You Su opened the door to his room to find a small white cat poised fiercely behind it.

Bai Ze had enjoyed a beautiful sleep, though increasingly restless, and awoke to find You Su had ’abandoned’ it. Having left Cangshan for the first time, the beast was somewhat anxious and scared in the foreign room. Although You Su’s warm blanket was comforting, it still wanted to protest against You Su’s irresponsible behavior.

But its anger vanished when it saw the old man with closed eyes on You Su’s back.

It quickly stepped aside, letting You Su in.

You Su silently placed the old man’s corpse on the bed, then stuck a Sound Insulation Talisman on each wall, creating an oppressive atmosphere that even made Bai Ze a bit fearful.

"Watch him, I’ll go call them."

You Su gave simple instructions and left the room.

When he returned, all the survivors of the Xuesang Tribe followed behind You Su.

Seeing the old man’s corpse, the Xuesang Tribe people were first stunned and then erupted into sorrowful wails. Little Lu and Little Wu were weeping bitterly beside the old man. If it weren’t for the Sound Insulation Talismans that You Su had prepared in advance, their cries would have resounded throughout the night sky of Beiji City.

Some wanted to rush forward but were firmly held back by their companions; others supported each other, barely able to stand on their weak legs. With red eyes, they clenched their jaws, suppressing deep-seated sorrow and hatred in their throats.

You Su watched all of this in silence. Only when their emotions settled slightly did he begin to slowly recount what had happened.

"Beiji City’s City Lord?!" The elders were shocked beyond words.

They were both shocked by You Su’s ’feat’ of killing a City Lord and astonished at the scheming of those people back then. With even the City Lord of Beiji City being a lackey of those people, they were running into a trap by escaping.

They had hidden beyond the snowstorms for thirty years, and this arduous thirty years were extremely long for them, who had no cultivation. But for the cultivators beyond the snowstorms, thirty years were nothing. Those people hadn’t forgotten about the remnants from back then, and so had arranged everything in advance.

"Immortal Master You... there’s something I’m really puzzled about," an elder shakily stepped out, his face filled with grief.

"Please ask," You Su replied.

"If that City Lord recognized the Clan Leader, then he must have recognized us as well. If he wanted to capture the Clan Leader, why didn’t he arrest us too? With his status, doing so would have been easy. So why did he choose to deal with the Clan Leader alone? And... why didn’t he take him back to his official residence, but instead to an uninhabited courtyard? Was he... afraid of being discovered?"

Upon hearing this, You Su also frowned.

He hadn’t given it much thought until now, but the elder’s question highlighted many doubts.

Mr. Chen said before his death that it was Beiji City’s City Lord. In this remote town, the City Lord could easily use his power to oppress, so why act so secretly?

Moreover, the most crucial thing is—

If the City Lord were indeed a lackey of the Snow Mastiff Sect’s employer from back then, his aim should be to kill and silence, letting this past affair remain buried in the snow forever.