Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 532 - 273 Husband, I Like You! _3

Chapter 532: Chapter 273 Husband, I Like You! _3

The Demon Venerable choked, infuriated.

She snorted with displeasure, "You expect me to go up against an army? Do you really think that all the experts in the world are capable of destroying heaven and earth? I’m not about to throw my life away. Besides, my soul was too severely injured last time, and I’ve only recovered about seventy or eighty percent."

"Don’t worry, I just need you to stir up some trouble."

Jiang Shouzhong spoke indifferently, "If you can’t do it, never mind. I’ll deal with them myself."

"Fine, fine, fine. Who asked my little brother to be the apple of sister’s eye."

The Demon Venerable smiled seductively.

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t be bothered to flirt with her and closed his eyes.

The Demon Venerable reined in her teasing, slowly descended, and placed her pale hand on his chest.

In an instant, the earth and sky seemed to reverse.

She rose to her feet as she merged her soul into Jiang Shouzhong’s body, her hair once again becoming soft, bright, and as white as snow.

A few invisible strands wrapped around her body as usual, altering her appearance to become more delicate. Compared to Dong Wuya, Jiang Shouzhong was the genuine article—a woman in a man’s body.

"Filthy kid. Your body is getting better and better, truly comfortable," the Demon Venerable murmured, relishing the brief freedom and comfort this body provided.

The next moment, her form flitted into the midair.

The Demon Venerable ignored the rain of arrows and oil barrels from above, slowly closed her eyes, and released tendrils of demonic power and Divine Sense, weaving through streets and alleys.

After a short while, she suddenly opened her eyes and made a light grasping motion.

"Come out for me!"

A black speck was yanked from beneath the ground, seized tightly in her hand.

It was a rat.

More precisely, a demonic rat.

With a gentle squeeze, the rat demon was forced to open its mouth, coughing up two amber beads.

The Demon Venerable flung the rat demon away, looking at the pair of mandarin duck amber beads in her palm, she sneered, "You think you can bargain with me fairly, you little rascal?"

However, the next moment, the two amber beads melted into water in her hand.

The Demon Venerable was dumbfounded.

They were fake?

The Demon Venerable ground her teeth in anger.

This little bastard was incredibly crafty!

She flicked away an oil barrel shooting towards her from mid-air with a wave of her sleeve and sighed, "Never mind, I won’t get mad this time. After all, sister is kind-hearted. Let’s help my dear little brother out."

With a step through the air, the Demon Venerable flew towards the army outside the city.

As she approached the grand military formation, she merely flared her sleeves gently.

The ground trembled at once.

Several massive rocks, each weighing over a thousand pounds, charged with an unstoppable force directly towards the waiting war machines and armored soldiers.

"Boom—"

Several war machines twisted and deformed instantly upon impact with the boulders, sending out the noise of shattering thunder, while the soldiers caught in the vicinity were smashed to a bloody mush.

The Demon Venerable flicked her temples, and those once soft white hairs grew wildly, stretching through the armor and flesh of the surrounding soldiers.

They pierced silently through body after body, like numerous silver arrows.

"Form up, slay the enemy!"

The middle-aged general shouted defiantly in the face of danger.

The remaining soldiers quickly formed a square formation, holding up shields on the outside, with arrows shooting towards the Demon Venerable.

Some soldiers dispersed in every direction, moving as quietly as leopards, and then gradually tightened the encirclement.

A series of sharp "whizzing" sounds sliced through the sky, as several gigantic arrows thick as arms were fired into the air by special mechanical devices.

Then, a giant net made of tough fibers, woven and descending from the sky like a dark cloud, blanketed over the area where the Demon Venerable was located.

Just as Yan Changqing had once said, Jianghu would always be Jianghu, and the court would remain the court.

The number one master in the world could play a certain role on the battlefield, but he could not resist the army’s powerful offensive.

However, Demon Venerable did not plan to resist the army head-on; her goal was to disrupt these people as much as possible while also destroying more siege engines, to buy time for Ran Qingchen and the others to rescue the hostages.

Demon Venerable moved like the wind under her feet, ghostly evading the giant nets.

Following that, she pushed with both palms, and two of the originally stable trebuchets shattered instantly.

Then she charged into the ranks of soldiers with the force of a thunderbolt, like a fierce beast breaking into a flock of sheep. In an instant, a large number of soldiers were sent flying, blood splattering everywhere.

The middle-aged general pursed his lips, his gaze icy cold.

He quickly made a hand gesture.

Dozens of soldiers hung oil barrels on the backs of their horses and charged toward Demon Venerable.

As they approached her striking range, these soldiers leaped from their horses, letting the oil-laden horses rush towards Demon Venerable before exploding one by one.

The blaze roared fiercely, and flames shot up into the sky.

But the next moment, with a loud bang, the fire erupted like a dragon, scattering everywhere and affecting the surrounding soldiers.

The soldiers caught in the fire screamed in agony.

By the time the general recovered, Demon Venerable had appeared in front of him.

"Seeking death!"

The general’s eyes flashed coldly.

What he hated the most in his daily life was these Jianghu Cultivators.

Once, because one of his subordinates accidentally killed an old woman, he was kicked off his horse by a Jianghu female Cultivator, resulting in a lifelong disability and an inability to wage war ever again.

In a fit of rage, he tracked down that female Cultivator, captured her, stripped her naked, and dragged her to death on the ground.

At the time, that female Cultivator was pregnant.

At this moment, four figures suddenly burst from the ground, surrounding Demon Venerable.

These four people were dressed in black robes and held crescent scythes in their hands, with long, thin chains hanging from the bottom of the scythes, their cultivation not mediocre.

"We never imagined we’d have the honor of crossing hands with the eminent Demon Venerable," said one of the black-robed men with a sinister smile.

Demon Venerable couldn’t be bothered with idle talk and directly set her sights on the general, aiming to capture the leader first.

The four figures moved simultaneously, attacking her together.

Individually, their cultivation was not high, but they coordinated with each other perfectly, and the techniques they used were quite peculiar; after a palm strike, their figures immediately dispersed like smoke.

Initially, Demon Venerable couldn’t break free from the entanglement of these four, no matter how she attacked, they seemed like illusions, impossible to kill or shake off, causing her great annoyance.

After several exchanges, Demon Venerable suddenly laughed: "I thought it was some formidable technique, it turns out to be a bunch of rats."

As her words fell, Demon Venerable fiercely slapped the ground and grabbed something.

Amidst the explosion, something similar to a vine was seized by Demon Venerable, who gave it a strong tug, to reveal four men connected to the vine being dragged out.

"Conjoined attackers?"

Demon Venerable laughed coldly, her wrist flicking.

The four persons erupted into a mush of blood amid their piercing, wretched screams.

The general finally changed color and pulled on the reins, ready to turn his horse around to the back of the ranks.

"Thinking of running now? Too late!"

He heard a woman’s mocking voice beside his ear.

The general was shocked and drew his sword to slash at Demon Venerable, but his blade was effortlessly caught by her, folded in half, and then plunged into his eyes, blood gushing out.

The general let out a miserable scream.

Bang!

A pale palm struck, and the man’s head soared into the sky.