Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 189 - 121 Death of the Black Grape_2

Chapter 189: Chapter 121 Death of the Black Grape_2

Facing the pervasive threat around her, she could acutely feel every nerve screaming with the impulse to flee, yet, blind, she had no means of escape.

All she could do was use curses and threats to dispel the fear in her heart.

"It’s time to send you on your way!"

Xia He gasped for air, and as her opponent turned away, she gripped the handle of the knife and swung it down, decapitating Qing.

Thud!

The headless body heavily fell to the ground.

A fierce battle had finally settled, the mountain wind whistled past, filling the air with the scent of blood, leaving behind only silence.

Xia He, also at the end of her strength, finally collapsed, gasping for breath. Due to overexertion from the Blood Saber Skill, her body suffered a backlash, and now blood was visible at the corners of her eyes and nostrils.

Jiang Shouzhong was also in a bad state, feeling as if his joints were falling apart, and his whole body was in agonizing pain. If it weren’t for the Taoist River Map constantly healing him, he probably couldn’t have made it to that crucial strike just moments ago.

"Damn, the black grapes are really powerful."

Jiang Shouzhong struggled to stand up, glanced at Zhang Que’er, who was also struggling to get up, wanted to check on Xia He, but then paused and instead walked over to the motionless Nalan Xie lying on the ground.

Incredibly, there was still a faint breath left in Nalan Xie.

Despite his belly being ripped open like livestock in a slaughterhouse with his internal organs visible.

Jiang Shouzhong laughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and mocked, "Are you a cockroach that can’t be killed? Even like this, you’re still clinging to life?"

Nalan Xie, with dilating pupils, trembled his lips, unable to make a sound as his voice was as thin as a thread.

"What do you want to say?"

Jiang Shouzhong crouched down and leaned in to listen.

"Save... save..."

The man’s eyes showed pleading.

He, who was usually indifferent to life and death, felt genuine fear at the moment when his life was truly ending.

Because he was too young.

He had many, many things left undone.

He had many, many stages unstepped upon.

He wasn’t supposed to die like this.

Jiang Shouzhong made a sound and said to Zhang Que’er, "He says he wants to apologize to your sister, he is a beast."

Jiang Shouzhong grabbed Nalan Xie by the hair and dragged him in front of a grave, positioning his face towards the tombstone.

"Heaven decrees that on the third day of the new year, one must avoid using knives and seeing blood."

"But Heaven also decreed that this day is suitable for sacrifices!"

Having said that, Jiang Shouzhong gently slid the blade across the man’s throat, blood sprayed out, spattering on the tombstone.

The last glimmer of hope in Nalan Xie’s eyes was completely extinguished.

Looking at the lifeless body of his foe, Zhang Que’er stood stunned for a moment, then collapsed to the ground and wept, her deep-seated hatred finally finding release at this moment.

The sunlight filtered through the fog in threads of gold and silver, shining upon the solitary grave and casting a gleaming light.

As the turbulence finally calmed down, and after confirming Xia He’s injuries were not serious, Jiang Shouzhong approached Zhang Ashun and asked, "That dart was from you, wasn’t it?"

At this moment, Zhang Ashun was leaning against a rock, his body soaking in blood, with blisters on his face also rotting away, clearly at his last moment. He cracked a difficult smile and said, "Yes, it was me, because I knew that our Zhang family alone couldn’t kill Nalan Xie."

"How did you know I had a grudge against Nalan Xie?" Jiang Shouzhong asked.

Zhang Ashun replied, "Nalan Xie thought I couldn’t hear his conversation in that booth, but actually, I could hear everything. I heard him talking about his grudge with you, and I also learned that you were in a do-or-die situation with the Xichu Pavilion. Under those circumstances, you wouldn’t miss this opportunity."

"The creature inside his belly earlier..."

"Was my daughter’s child, actually his too..."

Zhang Ashun coughed a few times, black blood dripping continuously from the corner of his mouth, he slowly continued, "It’s a Witch Baby Skill, targeted directly at him and can only reside in his bloodline. Every time he came to the noodleshop to eat, I would add a little, because I was afraid he would notice, I dared not add too much.

Two years, two years was enough for it to gestate inside him. But gestation alone wasn’t enough, it still required stimulation from the Yin Yang Secret Skill, which is why I sought your cooperation.

Because Nalan Xie’s cultivation was profound, only by gravely injuring him and forcing him to use the Yin Yang Secret Skill would the Witch Baby Skill take effect. I couldn’t do it, Que’er couldn’t either, so I had to bet on you. Actually, if it hadn’t been for Que’er’s insistence on revenge, I would have waited another half a year, by then, even without you, I was confident I could kill Nalan Xie..."

"Dad!"

Zhang Que’er cried uncontrollably, kneeling in front of her father.

Zhang Ashun looked at his daughter with gentle eyes and softly said, "Silly girl, do you think your mother and I didn’t know you were secretly practicing the Blood Sacrifice Skill? Do you think that book was really a Zhang family heirloom? That secret manual was actually your mother’s."

Zhang Que’er was shaken.

At the age of nine, she and her sister had stumbled upon an ancient manual in the cellar. They didn’t recognize the curvy, twisted script within it, finding it merely intriguing at the time.

Latter, after their mother saw it, she scolded the sisters severely.

The sisters didn’t mind and curiously asked their father, who casually mentioned it was a Zhang family heirloom, though he also had no idea what it was.

After her sister died, she randomly saw in the academy’s library a dictionary for decoding characters, discovering the characters were similar to those in the ancient manual from the cellar.

Curious, she borrowed the dictionary from her teacher, brought it home, and compared it with the ancient manual.

After decoding all the characters, she discovered it was a secret manual. From that day onward, she secretly practiced it in hopes of one day avenging her sister.