Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 139 - 102: Jiang, Do You Want a Wife or Not?_2

Chapter 139: Chapter 102: Jiang, Do You Want a Wife or Not?_2

People from Xichu Pavilion currently desire this bottle of Demon Energy the most.

"So, is that guest of yours, Tiger, from Xichu Pavilion?"

Seeing no one respond, Hu crumbled a small extinguished incense stick into powder and said indifferently, "Those who need to trade can take this opportunity. I won’t join you any longer. If you have clues about the Demon Energy, contact me."

Having said that, Hu left the dilapidated temple.

The remaining few did not speak, still immersed in the Phoenix incident.

In the Sky Shadow Organization, generally, the longer one has been there, the greater their say, and they could even directly communicate with the Zhuge Family. Tiger was one of them.

His words were taken as an imperial edict, unquestioned by anyone.

"My Phoenix girl is gone."

The Black Monkey clutched his chest, leaning disconsolately on the altar.

The cat-faced-masked person, who had been silent all the while, spoke up, "I’ve encountered some trouble on my end. A very powerful woman asked me to find someone, a descendant of Pingyang the Mo Family, who is said to still be alive. Do any of you have any clues about the remnants of the Mo Family in Pingyang?"

Yeying was quite helpless beside him.

That very powerful woman was obviously Li Guanshi.

She was casting a wide net, arranging Mengniang, who had causality with the Mo Family, to be by Jiang Shouzhong’s side, and now she had also found Huamao within the Sky Shadow Organization. It was estimated that she had other means as well.

"It looks like we need to be careful lately," Yeying thought to herself silently.

As her gaze swept across the people and saw no one speaking, the cat-faced-masked person turned and walked out of the dilapidated temple.

Meiniang followed, her long legs carrying her out.

As she stepped over the threshold, she suddenly laughed, "Tonight, I’m in a good mood, so I’ll give you a piece of information for free. Whether you can use it is up to you."

There were many in the Sky Shadow Organization who didn’t see eye to eye, and the most special among them was Meiniang. She bore hostility towards all women. Whether it was Yeying or the Phoenix, she could not stand them.

She was the happiest one tonight upon hearing the Phoenix was expelled from Sky Shadow.

Black Monkey said in a miserable tone, "Meiniang, since you’re in such a good mood, why don’t you let me measure your depth for free?"

"Scram!"

Meiniang gave the man a glare and said with a smile, "I heard that the Esoteric Sect’s Protector Deity has awakened. The Buddha Mother of the Extreme Bliss Esoteric Sect from the Western Regions has already come to look for him. Whoever can use this information, feel free to take it."

Meiniang blew a kiss through her fox mask and sashayed away, her flirtatious figure gradually vanishing.

Yeying too turned and left.

Inside the ruined temple, Black Monkey’s excited voice resounded, "I love the Buddha Mother! I want to practice the dual joys of emptiness! My Buddhist teachings are already overflowing. Buddha Mother, come get your scriptures! Buddha Mother, I love you!"

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Upon returning home, Jiang Shouzhong saw that Mengniang had already finished eating and even cleaned all the pots and dishes.

Looking at Mengniang’s serene and charming figure, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered what Li Guanshi had said before—that she needed to rely on the death qi in his body to sustain her demon soul. He quickly asked, "There was no problem with you being so far away from me, was there?"

Mengniang knew what he was thinking and shook her delicate head, "As long as the time is not too long, it won’t be an issue."

"That’s good then," Jiang Shouzhong was relieved.

After Mengniang disappeared, Jiang Shouzhong lay exhausted on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Netherworld Demon Qi..."

From Yeying’s words, he keenly extracted a key piece of information.

That was, Xichu Pavilion was in a rush to find the Netherworld Demon Qi because they wanted to revive someone.

And the words "revive," like an invisible nail, pierced deeply into Jiang Shouzhong’s heart, giving rise to a bold thought.

Revive Sister Ye!

But he did not know the exact procedure needed for resuscitation.

Especially since Sister Ye’s body was no longer there.

Xichu Pavilion was both capturing demon spirits and dealing in young girls—everything seemed very complicated, and it was unknown whether their efforts would be successful or whether the resurrection capability of the Netherworld Demon Qi was fact or fiction.

If there had been precedents, it would be one thing; without them, the credibility was very low.

"Should I take on the case of searching for the Demon Qi?"

Jiang Shouzhong suddenly had an idea.

Since Xichu Pavilion was using the Liushan Division to have him look for the Demon Qi, they would certainly act covertly to facilitate and help him find the Demon Qi as soon as possible.

Perhaps he could take this opportunity to thoroughly investigate the revival details of Xichu Pavilion.

But this way, the risk is too high.

Jiang Shouzhong sighed, caught in deep dilemma.

...

The next day, as the profound sky had just cast off its cyan veil and was welcoming the dawn, an unexpected visitor suddenly arrived at Jiang Shouzhong’s home.

To be exact, there were five unexpected visitors.

Dressed in a snow-white fur coat, Jiang Yi glided in, paying no mind to Jiang Shouzhong, who was in the midst of dressing. She slightly lifted her delicate neck, through which her blue veins were faintly visible, and got straight to the point, "Where is the sword manual?"

Jiang Shouzhong, still groggy from sleep, looked confused, "What?"

Jiang Yi, her fingers lightly sweeping her hair aside, said indifferently, "I was occupied with something yesterday, so I had Xia He attend to you and let you choose a secret manual from the armory. However, I forgot to tell you, there’s one sword manual you must not touch. Xia He wasn’t instructed by me, so she wouldn’t have known. I’m here to take that sword manual back; you can go to the fifth floor and pick another one."

Big sister, where were you earlier!

Jiang Shouzhong was speechless.

He rubbed his temples and said with a wry smile, "I apologize, madam, but I’ve already given the sword manual away."

"Given it away?"

Jiang Yi’s slender eyebrows slightly raised, her expression becoming chillingly beautiful, "To whom have you given it?"

Jiang Shouzhong hesitated, then said, "Just a friend. But I’ve memorized the contents of the sword manual. How about I copy it down for you?"

A cold smile appeared on the stunning face of Jiang Yi. She languidly leaned back onto the soft carpet spread over the chair by Chun Yu, her legs crossed elegantly like a beautiful purple lotus, but her voice was chilling to the bone, "Is it that you made up a friend because you are unwilling to give it, or your so-called friend doesn’t want to return the sword manual?"

Chun Yu, Xia He, and Dong Xue began searching the room.

Seeing Qiuye still standing there dumbly, Chun Yu gave her a look and tilted her chin toward Jiang Shouzhong.

Qiuye caught on and approached Jiang Shouzhong starting to search him.

The young girl kept her eyes lowered and didn’t make eye contact with the man, her expression as indifferent as ever, her hands carefully avoiding certain private areas.

Aside from finding several bottles and jars and a fist manual, nothing was found.

Feeling as if robbers had entered his house, Jiang Shouzhong stared at Jiang Yi, displeased, "Madam, it’s just a sword manual, I have no reason to lie to you. Since you wish to know, then I shall tell you. I wanted to suck up to my superior at the Liushan Division to secure a better position, so I gave it away."

Jiang Yi laughed, her fingers as soft and glossy as jade gliding over the fur at the collar of her coat, "Do I not know what kind of person you are? It would be more believable if you said you took it to the outhouse to..." Jiang Yi stopped short of uttering the vulgar thought.

"Have you heard of Lord Ran, the new head of the Liushan Division?" Jiang Shouzhong spoke each word with deliberate clarity, "I want to join the new division, but I’ve failed the assessment several times. So I thought of bribing my way in with that sword manual which I couldn’t understand and went looking for her."

Jiang Yi’s expression showed a flash of astonishment.

She scrutinized Jiang Shouzhong’s expression carefully and asked coldly, "Did you really give the sword manual to Ran Qingchen?"

"Indeed, I gave it to Lord Ran. If I speak falsely, may I be struck by lightning," Jiang Shouzhong swore, raising his hand.

Jiang Yi’s expression fluctuated, her brows faintly furrowed.

His demeanor did not seem deceitful, but logically, considering her scant knowledge of Jiang Shouzhong, he wasn’t the type to bribe a superior. Why then would he specifically give it to Ran Qingchen?

Suddenly, Jiang Yi remembered something, and her expression twisted strangely.

Could it be...

She scrutinized Jiang Shouzhong, and for a moment, she felt her own theory was ludicrous. With a half-probing tone, she said, "Has Master Jiang been living alone here all along?"

"Yes, that’s correct."

"No lover either?"

"For the time being, I’m a bachelor, no one finds me appealing."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled, not understanding the purpose of her questions, but felt an uneasy premonition.

"A man of your caliber should have a woman by his side. Look how messy your house is," she said.

Jiang Yi gave a charming smile, her long, curled eyelashes casting a shadow over the sharp coldness in her eyes, and said with a shocker, "Since that’s the case, I shall play matchmaker today and bestow upon you a bride."

Jiang Shouzhong was dumbfounded.

What did that mean? Wasn’t she here early in the morning for the sword manual? And now this talk of sending a bride? Even if she were sending one, at least she should knock on the door first and ask, "Jiang, do you want a wife or not?"

Jiang Yi’s beautiful eyes glanced at the four sisters beside her.

The expressions of Chun Yu and the others changed.

When Jiang Yi’s gaze fell on Qiuye, the latter subconsciously tightened her grip on her dress, her teeth gently biting her lip.

Jiang Yi smiled faintly, "Let’s go with Xia He."