Chapter 802: The Pregnant Lady Skull Curse

"So this is your plan?" Suzuka asked as she looked at the flyer in her hand. The paper contained everything the Sinclair sisters knew about the mysterious swordsman, including the rumors surrounding the ancient artifact.

Tyler nodded.

"Not a bad idea, right?"

He leaned back in his chair and smiled.

"Right now, only a handful of people know the whole story. The major families are trying to keep the information to themselves while secretly searching for the swordsman."

He tapped the flyer.

"But information is like water. Once it starts flowing, nobody can stop it."

Suzuka nodded thoughtfully.

"You want everyone in Moon Hawk City to know."

"Exactly."

Tyler pointed towards the window.

"Imagine pouring water into a rat’s burrow. The more water you pour, the fewer places it has to hide. Eventually, it has no choice but to come out."

"So when are you planning to spread these?"

"This evening."

Tyler looked down at the single flyer.

"First, we need thousands of copies."

He was about to hand it to Suzuka before suddenly pulling it back.

"No... let’s have the Sinclair sisters do it."

As though waiting outside the room, the three sisters entered immediately.

"Young Master."

Tyler handed the flyer to Lala.

"Take this to a printing shop. Make as many copies as possible and secretly distribute them throughout the city tonight."

The three sisters accepted the order without hesitation.

"As you command."

Watching them leave, Tyler calmly turned to Suzuka.

"Follow them."

Suzuka blinked.

"Why?"

"If my guess is right the Curse will be activated.."

Understanding immediately dawned on Suzuka.

"So that’s why you sent them instead of me."

Tyler simply smiled.

"Bring them back after the curse activates."

Without wasting another word, Suzuka disappeared.

...

Nearly an hour later, the bedroom door opened once more.

Suzuka walked in carrying all three Sinclair sisters.

Their condition was miserable.

Thin wisps of black smoke rose from their bodies. Their pupils had turned into tiny skeleton marks, while black threads of spiritual energy sealed their mouths shut.

The three sisters had completely lost the strength to stand.

Suzuka dropped them gently onto the floor.

"Just as you predicted. They tried to pass information to Yun Feng."

Tyler sighed softly.

"I was hoping my guess would be wrong."

He took out the small skull used to forge the curse contract.

The moment spiritual energy flowed into it, the black smoke surrounding the sisters was gradually drawn into the skull.

After several breaths, the skeleton marks faded from their eyes, and the seal over their mouths disappeared.

Although they had recovered, their faces remained deathly pale.

Looking at the three exhausted girls lying before him, Tyler let out a long, weary sigh, his expression a mixture of disappointment. "I was really expecting otherwise from all of you," he said quietly, his voice carrying a note of genuine regret. "Because I truly loved you girls in that bed... every moment of it. I thought what we shared meant something more than just physical desire."

Suzuka’s mouth twitched at his words.

"Bah... what love?" Momo snapped, her voice still hoarse from exhaustion. She struggled to sit up a little straighter, glaring at him with a mix of indignation and residual weakness. "You lustful monster. The three of us could barely even stand after what happened. Without those healing pills, we might have been stuck in that bed for three more days straight, unable to move a muscle."

Suzuka’s face flushed a deep crimson. She glanced sideways at Tyler, her eyes filled with a complicated mix of embarrassment and quiet accusation, as though she too now regarded him as some kind of shameless scoundrel.

"Ahhh... stop framing me like the villain here," Tyler protested, raising both hands in mild defense. He paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts before continuing in a firmer tone. "I never forced myself on any girl who was against it. And let’s not forget— during the second half, it was the three of you who took the initiative. Even though it was your first time, you didn’t hold back at all."

The three Sinclair sisters blushed fiercely at his words, their faces burning as the memories of the night flooded back. None of them could bring themselves to refute him outright; the truth of his statement hung heavily in the air between them.

Tyler’s gaze sharpened slightly as he studied their reactions. "Looks like you girls are still loyal to your old young master, Yun Feng," he said, his voice turning colder, more calculating. "He sent the three of you to me, didn’t he? To gather information about me... and about her."

The Sinclair Sisters flinched almost in unison, their bodies tensing at the sudden shift in his tone. The casual intimacy of moments ago had evaporated, replaced by an unmistakable undercurrent of suspicion.

"So that’s it," Tyler continued, his eyes narrowing as he pieced it together. "You three have been trying to send information back to Young Master Yun Feng— about the Teleportation girl, about the flyers plan, about Suzuka ... and about my true identity." Without waiting for a response, he reached out and calmly took the flyer from their possession, holding it up.

Lala forced a bitter smile.

"You... anticipated this from the very beginning."

Tyler nodded.

"It wasn’t difficult."

He looked at the three sisters with a hint of disappointment.

"To be honest, I had hoped you’d choose differently. But you chose to report it to your old young master and now you got cursed."

The sisters lowered their heads in silence.

Momo bit her lip before speaking.

"We weren’t trying to betray you for no reason. Our lives belonged to Young Master Yun before yesterday. Changing our loyalty overnight... isn’t something we could do."

Suzuka folded her arms.

"So you admitted it."

Nana lowered her head even further.

"We tried to send him information about the teleportation girl... your identities... and the flyers."

Tyler picked up the flyer from beside them and smiled.

"I know."

Lala looked at him.

"You even expected us to break the contract. I expected you to test it."

Nana frowned.

"But that shouldn’t have happened. We have ways to suppress the backlash temporarily."

Tyler chuckled.

"And there was." The three sisters looked up in surprise. "But mine is upgraded version."

He casually tossed the skull into the air before catching it again.

"You see this type of contracts can barely bind Foundation Establishment Realm. But there ways to upgraded it. This pregnant lady skull , I used Nether Soul Spring to upgrade it."

The three sisters froze.

"What?"

"Nether Soul Spring?"

Even Suzuka looked over.

Although she had heard the name before, she knew how absurdly valuable it was.

Lala couldn’t help asking,

"That should be impossible. Even a single drop of Nether Soul Spring is worth an astronomical price. And also extremely rare. How could you possibly have enough to refine an entire curse vessel?"

Tyler shrugged as though it were nothing.

"Wealth is the one thing I’ve never lacked."

Silence filled the room.

Suzuka looked at Tyler, then at the refined skull, before shaking her head helplessly.

At first, she had been shocked by Tyler’s spending habits.

Now...

She was beginning to accept that this man simply didn’t understand the meaning of the word expensive.

As for the Sinclair sisters, the last trace of confidence they had in their arrangements quietly disappeared.

For the first time, they truly realized that the mysterious young man standing before them possessed resources far beyond anything they had imagined.

"What are you planning to do with them?" Suzuka asked.

Tyler looked at the three sisters sitting weakly on the floor.

"There is something I’m curious about." He paused before asking, "Your Young Master Yun Feng gave the three of you to me as a gift. Were you really alright with that?"

Lala lowered her head.

"The three of us were originally going to be sold to a brothel in a mortal city. Before that happened, the Yun Family bought us and raised us to serve Young Master Yun Feng."

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

"To us, he was our benefactor."

Momo continued softly, "The three of us... even dreamed of marrying Young Master Yun one day."

She smiled bitterly.

"But because of his cultivation art, he cannot be intimate with women. We knew that dream would never come true. Even so... we still wanted to be useful to him."

After a moment of hesitation, Momo’s cheeks turned slightly red.

"Young Master Yun has never forced us to accompany anyone. Every time he wanted to gift one of us away, he would ask for our opinion first."

"We refused every time," Nana added in a small voice. "But... this time..."

The three sisters looked at Tyler at the same time.

"We didn’t mind."

Tyler blinked several times.

"You girls..." He scratched his cheek awkwardly. "You almost made my heart skip a beat."

Even Suzuka looked at the three sisters in surprise.

After a brief silence, Tyler smiled.

"If you still wish to return to Young Master Yun, I won’t stop you. I’ll only ask that you make another confidentiality contract before leaving."

The three sisters immediately became nervous.

"N-No..." Nana hurriedly shook her head.

Her eyes gradually became misty.

"Y-Young Master... Don’t... don’t you want us anymore?"

Tyler froze.

"Eh?"

Even Suzuka stood there speechless.

The only person completely unconcerned with the atmosphere was Hazel.

She had quietly picked up the flyer. Before anyone noticed, She stuffed half of it into her mouth.

Tyler’s face changed.

"Don’t eat that!"