Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

"Some people seem to be born to be empresses."

Jiang Shouzhong was quite troubled by this.

Why are these women so fond of fighting over affection? Wouldn't it be nice if everyone just got along harmoniously under the same blanket?

Luo Wanqing's eyes carried a wave-like smile as she gently said, "Is Your Majesty dissatisfied with me, or are you afraid that I'll poison the tea?"

The woman deliberately dragged out her voice, making it soft and alluring, and the tail end seemed to swirl into the tea.

Jiang Shouzhong braced himself and accepted the teacup.

He stole a glance at Ran Qingchen and saw her lowering her head, lost in thought.

"Xiao Jiang!"

At that moment, a big, casual voice suddenly rang out.

Saved!

Jiang Shouzhong grasped onto it like a lifeline, his face instantly filled with a smile as he hurriedly stood and quickly approached the visitor, expressing concern, "You've just recovered, why aren't you resting well?"

The visitor was Lu Renjia.

After treatment, Lu Renjia's health had somewhat improved, though he still found it difficult to move and needed to sit in a wheelchair.

Qing Niang, who was pushing the wheelchair behind, wore a face full of apology, softly saying:

"Sorry to interrupt. This guy found the room too stuffy and insisted on causing a fuss to come see you for a chat to relax."

Qing Niang was astute, instantly recognizing that Jiang Shouzhong was enjoying his time with a group of female companions, and felt quite guilty.

As she spoke, she discreetly pinched Lu Renjia's shoulder, chastising his intrusion.

Perfect timing.

Jiang Shouzhong was secretly pleased, stepped forward to take over from Qing Niang pushing the wheelchair, and casually asked, "How is We Zhaodi?"

Qing Niang nodded slightly and replied:

"Since the young lady Xiao Yue woke up, Sister Wen also regained consciousness. And thanks to Mr. Qu, they successfully resolved the demon blood inside her."

Lu Renjia picked up the thread and said with emotion:

"Sister-in-law really suffered a lot. I wonder how Zhang Yunwu is doing now. Sister-in-law said that Buddha Mother took them to the Esoteric Sect back then, claiming to help Zhang Yunwu recover memories from his past life; otherwise, Old Zhang's life was in danger.

But who knew, halfway through, something suddenly went wrong. All the people in the Esoteric Sect went crazy, Yue'er was sealed in a mirror, and both Buddha Mother and Zhang Yunwu disappeared without a trace."

Recalling Luo Wanqing's earlier words, Jiang Shouzhong thoughtfully said, "If nothing unexpected happened, it should be that Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect causing trouble behind the scenes."

As they talked, the group arrived at a stone table.

Lu Renjia apologetically cupped his hands in salute toward the three women, saying, "Sorry three sisters-in-law, Old Jia just felt stifled and wanted to chat with Xiao Jiang, hope I didn't disturb you."

Three sisters-in-law?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Que raised her brows, her expression turned unfriendly, and she remarked impatiently:

"Lu Renjia, don't think that just because you're an old acquaintance, I won't dare to punch you. I'm also Jiang Shouzhong's wife!"

"No, that's not..."

Lu Renjia was baffled, just about to explain.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Que raised her eyebrows and glared at him aggressively.

Seeing this, Lu Renjia wisely shut his mouth quickly, apologizing with a compensatory smile:

"Alright, alright, you're also a sister-in-law. Xiao Jiang's fortune really makes one envious to the point of gnashing teeth, with fairies big and small rushing to stick to him.

I was even thinking of introducing another wife to Xiao Jiang, but it seems more important to first look after Xiao Jiang's health now, or else one day he might truly turn into a dry husk."

"Who does Brother Lu plan to introduce?"

Qu Hongling curiously asked.

Lu Renjia recalled a young brother he met on the road, Tang Tianguang, sighed, waved his hand and said:

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Mr. Qu, if you don't mind, and it's not too much trouble, Qing Niang and I would like to stay here. It's a good place, quiet, with fewer people, quite comfortable to live in."

Qu Hongling smiled genuinely and said, "Brother Lu, if you wish, you can stay at the Sky Demon Sect for your whole life, it wouldn't be any trouble at all."

Luo Wanqing sat back in her original seat, her beautiful eyes curiously examining Lu Renjia, and she asked casually, "I heard you were injured by that boy Zhou Yin?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Renjia immediately began cursing and swearing:

"That bastard wanted me to frame Xiao Jiang at the time. Old Jia might lack significant talents, but these bones of mine are still hard. Damn it, I truly hope that guy gets struck by lightning and meets a terrible end!"

"There will be an opportunity."

Luo Wanqing said, "As I arrived, I happened to see the Third Prince's men gathering near Panlong Valley, estimating that that's where the Dragon Clan is hiding."

"Should we head out now?" Qu Hongling raised an eyebrow, eagerly speaking.

Ever since the Great Protector died, she had dealt with those few envoys sent by the Third Prince.

As for those sent by Yanrong, even when they brought up Yelü Miaomiao, she refused to cooperate without hesitation.

In Qu Hongling's heart, the Dragon Clan had long been regarded as Jiang Shouzhong's private property, not allowing others to touch it.

Jiang Shouzhong gently shook his head: "No rush, tomorrow will still be timely. Without the Dragon Suppressing Plate, they won't find the Dragon Clan's whereabouts for a while. It's better to let them explore the situation first, saving us some effort."

Qu Hongling nodded slightly, saying no more.

Lu Renjia chatted a while longer but couldn't stand the occasional glances from the women, feeling like a superfluous presence.

So wisely, he quietly slipped away.

Before leaving, he even secretly gave Jiang Shouzhong a look full of sympathy and silent mourning.

With Lu Renjia gone, Jiang Shouzhong once again found himself in a state of unease.

To break the somewhat awkward atmosphere, he searched for words, hastily bringing up a topic: "Do you think Li Guanshi really wants to ascend?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Shouzhong wished he could slap himself.

What a stupid thing to mention Li Guanshi.

After all, not long ago he had just finished dual cultivation with Li Guanshi.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the four women's gazes brimmed with a strange meaning.

Luo Wanqing's eyes carried a teasing look: "It appears that all men are like this, outwardly proper, while inwardly wanting to taste all the delicacies of the world. What, are you afraid she might truly ascend to the heavens, and you'll be reluctant to part?"

Jiang Shouzhong smiled bitterly, helplessly explaining:

"I was just purely curious, even though Li Guanshi knows there are no true immortals in this world, and it doesn't seem like she cares much about immortality, why is she so fixated on ascending?"

"Who in this world doesn't care about immortality? Hmph, I certainly care a lot."

Luo Wanqing pouted her lips.

----

This is a peach blossom grove.

Tens of thousands of delicate pink and white blossoms intermixed into a mist, with sunlight slanting through and steaming into fine smoke, resembling a fairyland.

Li Guanshi sat quietly under a gnarled old peach tree, meditating with closed eyes.

A few petals rested against the partially open collar, stained with light sweat on the collarbone, lending a touch of allure.

At this moment, the woman's brows were slightly furrowed, her nose adorned with fine beads of sweat, surrounded by the warm mist of peach blossoms, with even the hem of her skirt enveloped in a soft blush, indescribably holy and tempting.

In her sea of divine sense, countless threads of karma flowed and swirled.

These karma lines were like translucent threads, finer than silk, occasionally rippling and spreading out blurred images of past entanglements.

There were memories of her apprenticing in childhood, scenes of making pinky promises with Jiang Yi to become good sisters during her youth, and images of taking Ye Zhuchan as her disciple in her later years...

Each karma line held a segment of karma memories.

The last karma line was the one with Jiang Shouzhong.

As long as this karma was severed, ascension was possible.

"Guanshi is selfless; I am Guanshi."

The woman's expression was complex, her jade-like hand slowly raising to form an invisible blade, ready to perform the South Sea Holy Sect's Karma Severing Skill, "From today, this world... will hold no more attachments."

"Master and disciple bond, sever!"

The woman's hand sliced downward.

A thread representing the master-disciple bond with Ye Zhuchan instantly broke and disappeared.

"Sisterhood, sever!"

The karma line representing sisterly ties with Jiang Yi snapped like fragile spider silk, instantly turning into countless tiny shards of light, vanishing in the vast fog of the divine sense sea.

Until, the only one left was the karma line with Jiang Shouzhong.

Sever this karma, and ascension is achievable.