Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 123 - 96 Miss Ran’s Home was Burglarized_3

Chapter 123: Chapter 96 Miss Ran’s Home was Burglarized_3

Jiang Shouzhong internally scoffed, but his face showed a sincere smile as he said, "Mengniang, Senior, you needn’t overthink it. Although I am an official of the Liushan Division, I do not hold any prejudice against demons. I wouldn’t disdain to use this water just because you’ve bathed in it, Mengniang. I’m not that kind of person. If Senior doesn’t believe me, I can drink it now to show you..."

"Don’t!"

Mengniang was startled and quickly rushed to the side of the bathtub, pressing down on the other’s shoulders.

Looking at the pure and kind young man, Mengniang felt inexplicably ashamed. She remembered how gentlemanly he had been when he faced that girl’s confession tonight, and she let out a self-mocking laugh, "I didn’t mean that... never mind, go ahead and bathe."

Mengniang vanished inside the room, leaving only a faint, light fragrance behind.

Jiang Shouzhong helplessly rubbed his face and muttered softly, "Women are really troublesome."

...

Early the next morning, Jiang Shouzhong had planned to go to the Silver Moon Tower to collect his reward, but Li Nanshuang, the boss of the Liushan Division who was usually elusive, suddenly appeared at his doorstep.

"Braised noodles!"

Li Nanshuang shook her fluffy, glossy ponytail and energetically trotted up to Jiang Shouzhong, slapping the man’s arm, "Guess what, what wonderful thing has your most handsome, cutest, smartest, and invincible boss brought for you?"

In the morning sunlight, the young girl’s curving lashes seemed to glow with a hint of rosy luster, making her twinkling, beautiful eyes shine brightly.

Jiang Shouzhong was about to speak when the girl suddenly "huh"-ed and circled around him, taking a good look.

"Braised noodles, you..."

Li Nanshuang looked skeptically at the man’s handsome face, "How did you suddenly become a martial artist of the Third-Rank Martial Master Realm?"

Jiang Shouzhong, feeling embarrassed, scratched his head and chuckled, "Actually, I’ve always been secretly cultivating, but my talent was too lacking and I was too embarrassed to tell you all; I only officially made the breakthrough the day before yesterday."

"Really?"

Li Nanshuang, stroking her smooth chin, circled around the man again and then suddenly stood on tiptoe, looking directly into his eyes, "Look into my eyes! Are you hiding something from me?"

Jiang Shouzhong’s heart skipped a beat, and he had no choice but to make eye contact with his suspicious superior.

In the girl’s pure, unblemished eyes, all he could see was his own reflection.

The lie he had crafted, at that moment, turned into a confession when it came from his lips, "I acknowledged a master, and he gave me a treasure. That’s how I was able to cultivate."

Jiang Shouzhong had expected the girl to continue inquiring about who the master was and what the treasure was, but to his surprise, she didn’t press him for more details. Instead, she gave him a thumbs-up and praised, "I knew my braised noodles was the best. I had underestimated you before, thinking you had no future in the martial path, but you’ve given me a big surprise."

The girl casually wrapped her arm around the man’s, speaking in a loud and clear voice, "This calls for a celebration. I’m treating you tonight, call Old Turtle Erniu too, and let’s have a proper feast!"

Jiang Shouzhong was a bit overwhelmed by his boss’s enthusiasm and said sheepishly, "We’ll see, we’ll see."

He cleared his throat and asked, "Boss, that gift..."

"Oh right, almost forgot!"

Li Nanshuang looked around, then pulled Jiang Shouzhong into the house and started to fumble with her clothing, as if she was up to something sneaky.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The girl’s actions took Jiang Shouzhong by complete surprise, leaving him flabbergasted.

What does this mean?

Is this gift supposed to be you offering yourself?

Do you think I am some good-for-nothing gigolo?

"Hey what’s hey!" Li Nanshuang replied irritably, taking out a short blade about thirty centimeters long from her bosom, and asked with proud chin-up, "Do you know what this is?"

"A blade."

Jiang Shouzhong felt like he was being treated as an idiot.

Isn’t it obvious that it’s a blade?

Li Nanshuang glared with her beautiful eyes, "Nonsense, I’m asking you, do you know what blade it is?"

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head, "No idea."

"The Seven Kills Blade!"

"Seven Kills Blade?"

"Yes," Li Nanshuang caressed the simple and unadorned sheath, "All things in nature coexist with humans, yet humans possess nothing to coexist with the heavens. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill... This was the sword of the War God, Beijin, from those years past. The Seven Kills Blade."

The young girl tossed the blade to Jiang Shouzhong.

The moment Jiang Shouzhong touched the sheath, he felt an intense bloodthirsty aura hit him, as tangible as if it were solid.

In a daze, he seemed to glimpse tragic and fierce scenes... The sky above the battlefield dyed a mournful red, dark clouds overhead, with soldier’s corpses strewn everywhere, their bones piled into mounds, the blood spilled merging into rivers, flowing through the rotten earth, stifling to the point of suffocation.

"Now that you have achieved such skill in your cultivation, this sword suits you even more." Li Nanshuang crossed her arms in front of her chest and said with a beaming smile.

Jiang Shouzhong came back to his senses and examined the short sword closely.

It was only then that he noticed the blade was a bit thicker than the usual ones he had seen, the scabbard was actually split into two parts from the middle, containing two blades slightly offset from each other, with the one positioned lower being slightly shorter.

Jiang Shouzhong instinctively tried to draw the sword, but was stopped by the young girl.

"Don’t draw it!"

Li Nanshuang pressed down on Jiang Shouzhong’s wrist and said solemnly, "This blade was the personal weapon of Beijin, the founding War God of Dazhou, always immersed in the battlefield. The longer blade is used for killing, while the shorter one is for nurturing the killing aura, a rare method of blade nurturing among soldiers, rarely drawn from its sheath.

But once drawn, its power is immense!"

"After Beijing’s death, the shorter blade has never been drawn."

"Once you pull it out, it will release more than two hundred years of nurtured killing energy all at once. Even if you are a third-grade warrior, facing a master from the Great Profound Sect, you could inflict a fatal wound.

However, you can use it only three times. After three draws, the nurtured killing intent will be exhausted, turning it into an ordinary blade. So unless absolutely necessary, do not draw the shorter blade lightly."

Blade nurturing technique?

Jiang Shouzhong was astounded, "What if it’s a master from the Great Profound Sect who draws the blade?"

"Anyone below the Great Profound Sect Master Complete Realm could be severely injured or killed! It can even cause some damage to the Heaven Desolation Boundary." Li Nanshuang spoke earnestly, "The higher your realm, the stronger the power it exhibits!"

This is equivalent to a Magic Artifact.

Jiang Shouzhong felt that the blade was too hot to handle and said to Li Nanshuang: "Boss, where did this sword come from? I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to take something so valuable."

"No problem, no problem."

Li Nanshuang waved her hand, her eyes curved like crescents, laughing as she said, "This thing isn’t that precious, it has been carelessly tossed in my room anyhow. If you don’t want it, it would just be lying around."

Li Nanshuang drew the longer blade, and the room was filled with a chilling radiance, stinging people’s skin, "When you confront someone, use the longer blade first. If you’re really in danger, then draw the short blade. I’ll find a blade manual later and guide your practice personally."

Jiang Shouzhong’s heart was indescribably grateful at this moment.

The boss is too good to me.

Maybe I should commit myself to her.

Why bother trying so hard?

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the room door.

Jiang Shouzhong frowned, opened the door, and discovered that it was Ran Qingchen and Jinxiu, the master-and-servant pair, standing outside.

"I came to tell you something about the higher-ups..."

Ran Qingchen’s voice suddenly halted.

She looked at the girl inside the room in astonishment... Li Nanshuang, who had forgotten to tidy up her dress after handling the blade, now had disheveled clothes.

Her gaze then fell on the blade in Jiang Shouzhong’s hand.

Seven Kills Blade?

Ran Qingchen’s expression changed.

If she remembered correctly, the Li Family had publicly stated that the Seven Kills Blade was to be Miss Li’s dowry in the future.

At this moment, Ran Qingchen felt a complex mix of emotions.

It was as if she had been robbed of something precious.