Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 180 - 118 I’m Worth Er Liang

Chapter 180: Chapter 118 I’m Worth Er Liang

To gain more initiative, the next morning Jiang Shouzhong specifically went to the north slope of Cloudy Mountain to survey the location.

As the name suggested, the mountain peak was shrouded in mist all year round.

The north slope had only a narrow path that twisted and turned through the woods to the top of the mountain. The ancient trees on both sides of the path, enveloped in fog, looked particularly eerie, their branches like ghostly claws, making it a suitable place for hiding and assassination.

"What a good spot."

Jiang Shouzhong clicked his tongue in wonder, not knowing which genius had found this kind of place.

However, he didn’t understand why Nalan Xie would come to such a place... until Jiang Shouzhong saw a grave, a lonely grave of a young girl that had weathered two years of wind and rain.

Zhang Tiaoer!

Looking at the name of the tomb’s owner on the stele, Jiang Shouzhong was lost in thought.

...

In order to be more certain of killing Nalan Xie, Jiang Shouzhong visited the academy once more during his free time, preparing to absorb some more of Confucianism’s robust energy to further solidify his own strength.

However, this time he was shocked to discover that the robust energy that had previously been abundant was now extremely sparse.

Not to mention he was dumbfounded, the golden figurine of the Yang symbol in his Dantian was dumbfounded too.

After sniffing it twice, it couldn’t be bothered to move.

Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head, completely puzzled, "What’s going on, did I accidentally absorb it all last time? That’s not likely."

"Alright, if they don’t want you to absorb it, then stop thinking about it."

Mr. Yan Changqing came over with a scallion pancake in his hand, eating it while looking disdainfully at the academy, "Talking about robust energy, scrimping and saving like that isn’t robust at all; the breadth of mind in Confucianism is like that of a pining woman."

After saying this, Mr. Yan Changqing self-mockingly added, "A small measure is not a gentleman, no integrity is not a true man, I seem to have succumbed to some moral coercion after all."

"Mr. Yan!"

Seeing the familiar person in front of him, Jiang Shouzhong showed a delighted expression.

He had been worried that Mr. Yan Changqing might have encountered trouble as he had taken Feng Yichen to Zhenxuan Mountain and had not returned for a long time.

Mr. Yan Changqing, with oily hands, patted Jiang Shouzhong on the shoulder and laughed, "Kid, if it hadn’t been for me, someone would have already broken your legs by now. A scholar’s temperament isn’t easy to nurture, and each ounce is worth its weight in gold."

Jiang Shouzhong looked stunned.

So it turned out robust energy couldn’t simply be absorbed at will.

Recalling what the Demon Venerable had said, Jiang Shouzhong gritted his teeth in annoyance, inwardly remarking, "I shouldn’t trust a single word from that old auntie Demon Venerable in the future. Everything she says is a trap."

Xia He didn’t recognize Mr. Yan Changqing and only felt this ordinary-looking man was unfathomable and dangerous.

She subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Shouzhong.

Her hand rested on the hilt of her knife.

After finishing his scallion pancake, Mr. Yan Changqing glanced at Xia He and said to Jiang Shouzhong with a smile, "Haven’t seen you for a few days, and not only has your strength improved, but you’ve also picked up a pretty little wife, not bad, not bad."

Xia He’s face turned red.

But the hand on her knife hilt did not relax for a moment.

Jiang Shouzhong leaned in closer, chuckling softly, "Mr. Yan, can you tell what my current level of cultivation is?"

"The realm of a first-grade martial artist, right? You’ve progressed much faster than I imagined, but—" Mr. Yan Changqing suddenly paused, his eyes widening in surprise as he closely inspected Jiang Shouzhong, "That’s not right, how come there’s an aura of a junior Xuanzong master? Logically, the Taoist River Map shouldn’t take effect so quickly."

"Fate, fate."

Jiang Shouzhong intentionally acted mysterious.

Mr. Yan Changqing laughed, amused, "You cheeky kid are becoming more and more smug. Just be careful not to be overwhelmed by too much good fortune."

Xia He, seeing the two of them clearly had a good relationship, finally let down her guard.

When they returned home and knew they might have important matters to discuss, Xia He tactfully walked out of the room to stay in the courtyard.

And after Xia He left, Mengniang appeared in the room.

"Mengniang pays respect to the Sword Demon senior," greeted the seductive woman dressed in a bright red wedding gown, her fair face filled with deep reverence.

Previously, by Cloud Lake on the outskirts of the Capital, she had intended to approach Jiang Shouzhong but sensed a crisis. If not for Li Guanshi appearing in time, she might have been slain by the man before her.

Learning later that it was Mr. Yan Changqing, the scare was not light.

Jiang Shouzhong watched this scene with mixed emotions.

Indeed, Mengniang was right; in this world, the strong made the rules. When he had first met her, she had been arrogant and contemptuous. Now facing Mr. Yan, she became as docile as a little white rabbit.

"What senior this, senior that, if we’re talking about true age, you’re older than my grandmother, so I should be calling you senior," Mr. Yan Changqing said with a teasing smile.

Mengniang looked embarrassed.

Seeing Mr. Yan Changqing wave his hand, Mengniang’s figure disappeared from the room.

"Lucky guy, you have two great beauties at home," Mr. Yan Changqing teased.

Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head and smiled, then asked with concern, "Mr. Yan, there were no troubles at Zhenxuan Mountain, were there?"

"There were some, but I’ve taken care of them," Mr. Yan Changqing took out a jade hairpin and handed it to Jiang Shouzhong, "This is your sister Ye’s life-bound sword; I’ve mainly been busy repairing this for you recently, and it’s taken a lot of effort. I’ll remember this favor, and you’ll have to repay it when the time comes."

Looking at the familiar jade hairpin in his hand, Jiang Shouzhong was lost in thought.

The cracks on the jade hairpin had disappeared, and it looked as good as new, its warmth as if it had never faded.

Jiang Shouzhong asked, "Mr. Yan, does this mean I can use the hairpin freely from now on?"

Mr. Yan Changqing shook his head, "Once life-bound is damaged, it can’t be misused anymore. This time I thought of a compromise, integrating it into your body to become your life-bound sword. It won’t be as powerful as before, but at least it will last. Once you pass the Taoist Ancestor’s test and add the Yin and Yang symbols, it will be as if you have three life-bound swords. You know, some of the top sword cultivators can’t even nurture three."

Jiang Shouzhong’s eyes lit up.