Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

If it were anyone else, they would inevitably explode and die.

But due to Jiang Shouzhong's possession of the Taoist River Map, as waves of thick energy stacked within his body, they quickly infused into his limbs and bones, transforming into his own power.

"Raise the sword!"

At this moment, Jiang Shouzhong's entire body gleamed with golden light.

Golden dragons burst from his body, roaring into the heavens.

The sword rose.

And struck down!

The sword's edge bloomed with a thousand afterimages, resembling the Milky Way tipping over the nine heavens, cleaving apart the purple-black malicious aura swirling around the Asura Empress.

The Asura Empress let out a piercing shriek.

A heart as if shaped like a lotus petal floated out, trembling as it spurted forth soul-corroding demonic qi.

As the demonic qi dissipated, Ran Qingchen, in a pale white long dress, softly collapsed to the ground.

Meanwhile, golden meridians appeared around Jiang Shouzhong's body, moving and assembling freely, vaguely forming a mysterious and complex character.

"Heavenly Divine Fortune!"

In the sky, a thunderous rumble echoed, and a muffled voice resounded.

The next moment, a giant gate opened.

A giant hand, resembling an ancient tree withered vine, slowly reached out towards Jiang Shouzhong.

The giant hand obscured the sky and sun.

"Hmph, if you want the Heavenly Divine Fortune, you'll see if you can hold it!"

Li Guanshi's beautiful eyes shone with a cold light, leaping in front of Jiang Shouzhong.

Before Jiang Shouzhong could react, the woman kissed his lips.

In an instant, Jiang Shouzhong felt as if his soul was being pulled by a powerful force. The golden meridians around his body flowed like fish into Li Guanshi's body.

"Li Guanshi, what are you doing!?"

Seeing the other party forcibly seizing Jiang Shouzhong's Heavenly Divine Fortune, Jiang Yi was shocked and furious.

The other women tried to stop it, but their bodies were immobilized by the pressure emitted from the Heavenly Divine Fortune, unable to move.

"Sacrifice!"

Li Guanshi slapped Jiang Shouzhong's chest.

A huge white "Offering" expanded from their bodies, the character growing larger and eventually smashing against the giant hand.

With continuous booming explosions, the giant hand shattered inch by inch, and the Heavenly Gate above trembled with resounding angry roars, finally dissipating as the gate closed.

Li Guanshi forcefully shook off the other women, embracing the unconscious Jiang Shouzhong, scooping up the similarly unconscious Ran Qingchen, and in an instant dashed toward the Divine Prison Gate.

"You sort out the mess yourselves, after forty-nine days, I'll return Jiang Shouzhong to you!"

Having said that, the woman's figure disappeared into the Divine Prison Gate.

And then the Divine Prison Gate also vanished, the surrounding flames receding, reverting to red maple leaves.

Leaving the women staring at each other in dismay.

...

Within the Divine Prison.

The crimson sea water swelled to the edge of the sky.

This was the legendary Red Sea.

At the crest of the blood waves, a thousand-meter-tall bust of a divine statue formed, bearing a resemblance to Qu Hongling.

Li Guanshi arrived at a high platform, laid down Jiang Shouzhong and Ran Qingchen, gazing at the sky draped in red rain, murmuring: "The heavens are not benevolent, all forms are illusory, how does one not burn in the fire of calamity?"

Li Guanshi waved, shedding her dress.

A perfect jade white body as if crafted by masterful artisans was revealed.

She materialized a white silk thread, tying it to Ran Qingchen's heart, gazing at Jiang Shouzhong, she slowly said: "Jiang Shouzhong, in these forty-nine days, let's see if you have the capability to endure."

——

Time is like a vast ocean, unable to be stemmed once it pours.

Day after day.

Day after day again.

When Jiang Shouzhong awoke, he found himself lying in an elegant little room.

In his arms was Ran Qingchen.

Bright sunlight streamed through the window, casting a glow on the woman's delicate face, seeming to radiate a layer of brilliance.

"Where is this place?"

Jiang Shouzhong was bewildered.

He only remembered that those forty-nine days were spent repeatedly doing some fitness exercises, almost to the point of exhaustion.

But in the blink of an eye, he had emerged from the Divine Prison.

Where was Li Guanshi?

At this moment, Jiang Shouzhong noticed a letter on the table.

He carefully laid down Ran Qingchen in his arms, got up, and picked up the letter.

The letter, with a faint fragrance, contained only a single line of words—never to meet again.

Never to meet again?

Jiang Shouzhong was stunned.

What did it mean? Was this from Li Guanshi? Could she have already ascended and left?

Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head, glancing over to find Ran Qingchen already awake, staring at him blankly.

The woman's gaze was soft, with a kind of shattered beauty.

"Uh... you're awake?"

Jiang Shouzhong inexplicably felt a bit nervous.

During the forty-nine days of fitness with Li Guanshi, Ran Qingchen was also conscious.

Originally, Jiang Shouzhong thought Li Guanshi would train with her, but she was only absorbing the residual Asura Demonic Qi from Ran Qingchen.

Thus, Ran Qingchen was always an observer, silently watching them during the bridal chamber.

Seeing the woman just staring at him without speaking, Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head again, laughing dryly: "I couldn't resist either, mainly because Li Guanshi is too overbearing, but it seems, maybe, possibly... she has ascended and left..."

Just as Jiang Shouzhong was wondering what to say to lighten the atmosphere, Ran Qingchen suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"What hurts?"

Jiang Shouzhong didn't understand.

He suddenly remembered the moment when the woman dug out his heart, laughing bitterly: "It did hurt a lot, but it was my own doing. If you're still angry, you can do it a few more times."

The woman suddenly threw herself into his arms.

Her slender shoulders trembled slightly, carrying a low sob.

Life is very bitter.

Ran Qingchen felt like she was dreaming, a dream without color, full of sorrow and desolation.

So desolate that her heart was still aching at this moment.

"Jiang Mo, is this a dream?"

Ran Qingchen asked chokingly.

Jiang Shouzhong was stunned for a moment, then gently held Ran Qingchen in his arms, softly saying: "I really hope this isn't a dream, hopefully... this isn't a dream."

"Jiang Mo, am I a bad woman?"

Ran Qingchen raised her tear-streaked face, her gaze still carrying the broken sadness.

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head: "Of course not, in my heart, you are always that Qingchen. If there's someone bad, it should be me. In any case, I'm not worthy of you—"

Before the man could finish, Ran Qingchen suddenly lifted her head and covered his mouth.

Tears fell one by one, landing on the man's face.

Feeling the suppressed emotions bursting from the woman, Jiang Shouzhong let go of his restraint and turned over onto the bed.

Ran Qingchen tightly hugged his neck.

Having been an observer for so many days, even without experience, she still understood what the next step was somewhat, cooperating closely with Jiang Shouzhong.

However—

"What's happening? Why can't I get up?"

Jiang Shouzhong's face was filled with terror.

He tried several times but felt as if all his strength had been drained, even his bones seemed taken away.

There was no sign of being able to move at all.

Jiang Shouzhong's mindset collapsed.

What on earth did Li Guanshi do, did she exhaust him to this state?

In the midst of Jiang Shouzhong's terrified anger, he accidentally noticed a line of small words carved with Sword Qi beside the bed: Severe depletion of energy, can recover in seven days.

Seeing this, Jiang Shouzhong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm.

But holding such a stunning beauty in his arms yet only being able to hold her was still quite frustrating.

Forget it, just endure it.

Jiang Shouzhong grasped Ran Qingchen's jade-like hand, looking at her flushed cheeks, gently said: "Qingchen, I want to marry you again, and by that time enjoy the bridal chamber with you, okay?"

"This time... you won't leave again, right?"

Ran Qingchen asked.

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, laughing: "As long as you don't leave, I'll stick to you like glue, you won't be able to shake me off."

"You'll only marry me?"

Ran Qingchen looked at the man with shining eyes.

"Well..."

Jiang Shouzhong cleared his throat, said, "Our wedding, of course, is just the two of us."

Ran Qingchen then asked: "What about other women?"

"..."

Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.

Oh, little vinegar jar, why ask so clearly, doesn't this ruin the mood?

But since the words have reached this point, Jiang Shouzhong didn't intend to evade or use flowery language to deceive her, he seriously said: "I want to marry them too, I won't give up on any of you, unless she's unwilling to be with me."

"What if I'm unwilling?" Ran Qingchen gently asked.

Jiang Shouzhong then played the rascal: "Then I'll just stick to you like glue."

Ran Qingchen smiled, a smile with a touch of bitterness.

"Jiang Mo, I want to tell you something, perhaps you've already guessed, or know. Your sister Ye didn't die, she's been protecting you all along.

But this isn't my main point, I just want to tell you, except for Sister Ye, I don't want any other woman to be above me. Whoever dares to suppress me, I'll kill them."

The woman's eyes glinted with dark light when she said this.

Shura is Qingchen, never having left...