Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 615 - 307: I’m Here to Pick Up My Apprentice

Chapter 615: Chapter 307: I’m Here to Pick Up My Apprentice

Just as Dugu Luoxue had guessed, the very next day, Jiang Yi left the Capital with Jinxiu.

Accompanying them were the four ladies of the seasons and Leng Jing.

At the same time, the court also officially issued a wanted order for Jiang Shouzhong, naturally accusing him of colluding with the Demon Clan.

Ran Qingchen and Li Nanshuang were not mentioned, however.

...

At Huoyun Mountain.

The sunshine was bright and soothing.

Jiang Shouzhong, pushing a wheelchair, strolled through the scenic Lancui Forest.

On the wheelchair, Li Nanshuang looked much better than before, her lovely face flushed with energy, her lively eyes brimming with excitement as she occasionally introduced the scenic spots of Huoyun Mountain to Jiang Shouzhong.

"Look, that well is the Crescent Well I told you about, where they say you can see the crescent even during the daytime. I even fell into it when I was a child."

"See that tree? It used to bear Ginsengfruit, but sadly not anymore."

"And that hole was dug by my master. He said that when he and mistress passed away, they wanted to be buried there. But let me tell you a secret, there lies my master’s hidden cash."

"Oh, and there’s more..."

Watching the cheerful girl, Jiang Shouzhong smiled and listened quietly.

Yet the man was quite worried inside.

Without the Yin Yang River Map, his injuries were healing quite slowly, and even controlling a flying sword was extremely difficult... Of course, what he was more concerned about was Ran Qingchen who was still in the Capital.

Fortunately, Yan Xishi had indeed sent someone to explain the situation to Ran Qingchen in the Capital, now all he could do was wait for the outcome.

Before they knew it, the two arrived at the entrance of a cave dwelling.

Li Nanshuang, full of enthusiasm, said:

"This cave dwelling was where our second-generation Sect Leader used to seclude himself for cultivation. Inside, his Cultivation Techniques are carved into the walls. According to the rules of other sects, this kind of place is off-limits to disciples.

However, the leaders of Huoyun Mountain are more open-minded. Not only ordinary disciples but even pigs and dogs are allowed to enter. It’s up to each individual how much they can learn.

It’s just a shame that everyone on Huoyun Mountain, apart from my master, mistress, and myself, are as dim as dumplings and couldn’t learn much. Gradually, people stopped caring about this place..."

She was still speaking when suddenly, a figure burst out from the cave entrance.

"I’ve got it! I’ve succeeded!"

"I’ve succeeded!"

"..."

It was the erratic Elder Qianshi.

With his clothes ragged and his face smeared with soot, he laughed heartily while moving like a crab, his face full of excitement.

When he saw Jiang Shouzhong, he suddenly froze, then screamed in horror, "A ghost! A ghost!"

Elder Qianshi kept shouting as he ran away.

Leaving Jiang Shouzhong and Li Nanshuang in the wind, looking at each other in confusion.

"Um, you get used to it."

Li Nanshuang rubbed her temples resignedly, "I’ve been used to it for ten years now."

Jiang Shouzhong chuckled and pushed the wheelchair into the cave dwelling.

The cave dwelling was not large, only equipped with a simple stone bed covered with hay. There was a crack in the ceiling with thin sunlight filtering through, illuminating one side of the wall quite brightly.

And on this wall, a set of fist techniques was inscribed.

Jiang Shouzhong leaned in to take a closer look and exclaimed, "Is this the Eight Extremes Sky-Burning Fist?"

The first Cultivation Technique he had received from Jiang Yi, thanks to his Taoist Body, made the practice twice as effective and it became an important technique in combat for him.

However, it made sense to find the Eight Extremes Sky-Burning Fist here, as it was originally created by the second-generation Sect Leader of Huo Shanyun.

"Be careful where you step, so you don’t tread on the ancestral master,"

Li Nanshuang cautioned.

Step on the ancestral master?

Jiang Shouzhong didn’t understand, and as he was about to step back, he was shocked to find scattered human bones among the undergrowth below the wall.

These were human bones.

Li Nanshuang pushed the wheelchair to the wall and explained:

"After the second-generation Sect Leader passed, he didn’t want to be placed in a coffin. He asked the elders to throw his bones here, swearing that if anyone disobeyed, he would curse their entire family from beneath these stones."

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but smile wryly.

This Sect Leader was indeed unique in his ways.

Looking at the fist techniques on the wall, Jiang Shouzhong unconsciously started practicing along.

Although he lacked the Taoist River Map, he had been practicing diligently before, and with Mengniang’s guidance, he was not encumbered, his movements fluid like clouds and water.

After completing the set, Jiang Shouzhong exhaled deeply, seeming to expel the gloom from his heart as well.

"Where did you learn your Eight Extremes Sky-Burning Fist?"

A voice suddenly asked.

Jiang Shouzhong turned to see the elder of Huoyun Mountain, who had appeared in the cave without notice.

Jiang Shouzhong did not hide the truth, stating, "I got it from the manuals at Silver Moon Tower."

"Silver Moon Tower?"

The elder stroked his beard and nodded slowly, "So you got it from Jiang Yi. The Eight Extremes Sky Burning Fist Skill copied by her, though, is incomplete, teaching only its form without grasping its essence. The truly missing parts are on this wall."

The wall?

Jiang Shouzhong looked carefully at the wall again.

But the inscriptions on the wall were not any different from the fist techniques he had practiced before.

"Do they all seem the same to you?"

The elder walked over, speaking slowly, "Indeed, I haven’t figured it out either, but the patriarch left his last words saying that the fist inscriptions on this wall come in both incomplete and complete versions. To understand the complete version, one must comprehend it on their own."

Jiang Shouzhong thought of the Sect Leader’s style and asked, "Could the patriarch have been just playing a trick on you?"

The elder replied, "He would not jest about such matters."

Jiang Shouzhong thought that made sense.

He stroked his chin and once more gazed at the stone wall, musing to himself:

"The inscriptions look exactly the same, so why differentiate between incomplete and complete? Could it be necessary to rearrange the mantra and patterns?"