Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 124 - 97: Unparalleled Sword Immortal—Jiang Wan!

Chapter 124: Chapter 97: Unparalleled Sword Immortal—Jiang Wan!

"What’s going on upstairs?"

Seeing Ran Qingchen stop speaking abruptly, Jiang Shouzhong was puzzled.

He glanced back at Li Nanshuang and then realized her disheveled appearance, which could easily be misunderstood, and he reluctantly explained, "It’s like this, I was cultivating a few days ago and wanted to train in some martial arts. The boss gave me a weapon. She had the blade on her person, so..."

Well, this seemed impossible to explain.

He didn’t know why the boss would hide the blade in her clothes. Wouldn’t it be better to carry it openly in her hand?

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t mind being misunderstood by Ran Qingchen; after all, they were but strangers in a contractual marriage. However, it was related to the boss’s reputation—if word got out, it certainly wouldn’t be good.

Ran Qingchen’s eyes, glittering with complex emotions, withdrew their gaze.

She remembered that she had stated her position clearly in the carriage earlier, telling Jiang Shouzhong to go ahead and find his true love. So, whoever he was with now was none of her business to worry about.

Yet, there was still a hint of discomfort in her heart.

It had nothing to do with love or jealousy.

It was as if something that had her label on it was taken away by someone else.

However, upon hearing the word "cultivation," Ran Qingchen was startled to realize that the man before her had actually attained the realm of a Third Grade Martial Warrior.

Could this guy really have made some progress in cultivation?

Ran Qingchen suddenly felt a hint of joy.

If Jiang Mo could really embark on the path of cultivation, break through to the master level, and enter the four great realms of immortals, then she could accept that...

But soon, Ran Qingchen snapped out of it.

Being a Third Grade Martial Warrior was indeed better than many, but it was still far from the four realms of immortality, an understatement even at a hundred thousand miles. Expecting Jiang Mo to achieve something significant seemed rather bleak.

After all, one’s root bone talent cannot deceive others.

Martial warriors might achieve small successes over time, but the four great realms of immortality could not be attained merely through time.

Ran Qingchen inwardly mocked her naivety.

Regardless, she was still very pleased with any achievements Jiang Shouzhong could make on the path of cultivation.

The woman set aside the turmoil in her heart and spoke, "When I went to the Liushan Division this morning, I accidentally heard some news. I learned that the higher-ups have decided to assign your Wind Thunder Hall to investigate a case of missing Demon Energy, specifically that of a rabbit demon. Moreover, they’ve tasked you to work with Nalan Xie from the Iron Cloth Hall on the investigation."

Jiang Shouzhong’s expression changed.

Why would Wind Thunder Hall be assigned to investigate missing Demon Energy out of the blue?

Shouldn’t they just close the case?

And to investigate together with Iron Cloth Hall—what was going on with the higher-ups?

Sharply, Jiang Shouzhong sensed something amiss, as if an invisible and transparent vast net was slowly being cast down.

Li Nanshuang, having tidied her dress, said indifferently, "I’m aware of it, that’s why I came to inform Jiang Mo. But Lord Ran, there was no need for you to deliver the message personally. And I believe I mentioned last time that business matters should be brought to me, so what do you mean by coming to see my subordinate?"

In Mr. Li’s eyes, this guy was just after her braised noodles.

No different from that Nalan Xie.

Ran Qingchen looked at Li Nanshuang, who was acting like a protective mother hen, and then at the Seven Kills Blade in Jiang Shouzhong’s hand. The discomfort she had forcibly suppressed earlier inexplicably surged back. She seemed to make a decision as her hand lightly brushed against her slender waist.

The next moment, a sword as thin as cicada’s wings appeared in the woman’s hand.

Under the play of light and shadow, the translucent blade shimmered like the moon in water, fierce and gleaming coldly.

"What, you want to fight?"

Li Nanshuang suddenly became interested, her eyes sparkling.

A fight sounded good.

Some matters needed to be settled with a fight.

Ran Qingchen ignored her, handing Jiang Shouzhong the exquisite sword that was clearly no ordinary item, "That blade doesn’t suit you, its killing aura is too heavy and can easily harm the body. Didn’t you ask me to find a divine weapon for you last time? This Spirit Water Sword is very suitable for you. It can be worn at the waist and has the effect of calming the mind and nurturing one’s nature."

Jiang Shouzhong was dumbfounded.

What day was today—why was everyone suddenly lining up to give him treasures?

What puzzled him, though, was that he didn’t recall asking Ran Qingchen to find him a divine weapon?

Looking into the woman’s pure and untainted clear eyes, Jiang Shouzhong wanted to voice his question, but he faintly perceived an air of proud coldness in her expression, which seemed to hold a small plea asking him not to expose her and to let her have an out with dignity.

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly understood something.

The last time, when she invited him to join the new institute and was refused, she had lost face in front of Li Nanshuang.

This time, the woman clearly intended to turn the tables and recover some pride.

The man was quite helpless.

His wife was just too competitive.

She was like a child.

Filled with an apologetic sentiment towards Ran Qingchen, Jiang Shouzhong softened and instinctively took the Spirit Water Sword from her hand. He suddenly caught sight of his boss revealing a look of disappointment and felt a headache coming on. Blurted out before he could stop himself, "Why don’t I just take both of you then."

Huh?

Invisibly, the two women turned their confrontational gazes toward the man.

Realizing he had misspoken, Jiang Shouzhong hastily corrected himself, "I mean, this blade and this sword don’t conflict with each other. They both suit me quite well. Thank you, Lord Ran, and thank you, boss. I will certainly practice diligently and will not let down your expectations. I aim to achieve mastery in both sword and blade as soon as possible."

Feeling like he was on pins and needles, beads of sweat slid slowly down his temples.

He was genuinely afraid of these women now.

He just wanted to flee as far away as possible.

Although Jiang Shouzhong’s "greed" left neither party entirely satisfied, it was at least publicly acceptable.