Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 653 - 324: Please Be Sure to Protect Her Closely_2

Chapter 653: Chapter 324: Please Be Sure to Protect Her Closely_2

What a pity that Dugu Luoxue encountered Jiang Shouzhong.

Back then, the woman was overly confident. During her first debate with Jiang Shouzhong, she refrained from leveraging the power of her Taoist School. As a result, she lost the argument, leading to a crack in her Tao Heart.

The second time, even though she attempted to use the Taoist School’s power, it was too late—instead, Jiang Shouzhong shattered her Tao Heart.

Now, Heart Demons have begun to grow within her.

One could only say that Jiang Shouzhong is her destined nemesis.

However, Dugu Luoxue rarely made a move against ordinary people. This time, though, she was irritable, and seeing the surging tides of desire in the hall full of people, she lashed out in anger.

This only deepened the confusion of the woman who was already in a period of emotional turmoil.

Why are people so obsessed with desire?

Could it be that her path of Abstinence is truly wrong? Does it violate the Heavenly Dao, go against the natural order?

Her thoughts drifted to her disciple.

At this very moment, he was still fooling around in the bath with two women. How could this disciple possibly inherit her path of Abstinence in the future?

The female master sighed.

How on earth can one teach a disciple to abstain from desire?

Dugu Luoxue entered the carriage, sat in a daze for quite some time, then sighed helplessly, pulling out scissors and fabric.

Forget it, let me first sew some clothes for my disciple.

...

Fearing he’d keep his master waiting for too long, Jiang Shouzhong didn’t dare dally too long with the two women. After a moment of intimate exchange with each of them, he quickly finished washing up and got dressed.

Arriving at Dugu Luoxue’s room, he found that the woman wasn’t there. Realizing she was likely waiting in the carriage, he immediately brought the two women and left the inn.

Just as expected, she had been waiting in the carriage for some time.

Seeing the serene woman inside the carriage, sewing clothes, the three of them felt somewhat embarrassed.

Qu Hongling and Yelü Miaomiao both blushed, as if exchanging tacit thoughts. Simultaneously, they each pinched a tender spot on Jiang Shouzhong’s waist, one on each side, viciously twisting.

Jiang Shouzhong winced in pain, his teeth bared.

He thought to himself, how is this my fault? You’re the ones who came onto me.

Clearing his throat, Jiang Shouzhong said, "Apologies, Master, I was a bit tired and accidentally fell asleep."

Dugu Luoxue didn’t call out his lie, setting aside the garment in her hands. She stepped to the carriage drapes, picked up the reins, and said, "You all should rest—I’ll drive the carriage."

"No, no, I’ll handle it,"

Jiang Shouzhong replied hurriedly.

Yelü Miaomiao patted her chest, volunteering: "Senior Dugu, let me drive the carriage. This is my specialty."

Qu Hongling smiled faintly and said, "No need to tire ourselves. Let the horse find its way on its own."

"Tch, this horse isn’t a demon beast. How could it walk by itself? Only if it were a long-trained steed of a master would it have such spiritual intelligence to obey commands, and even then, it’d need to know the roads."

Yelü Miaomiao gave a playful roll of her eyes, mocking her.

The two women, who had been enjoying themselves in the same bath earlier, started bickering again as soon as they dressed.

Qu Hongling wrinkled her delicate nose but couldn’t be bothered to argue back, instead walking gracefully to the horse’s side.

Bending down, the young woman leaned close to the horse’s ear, covering her lips with jade-like fingers, whispering softly. Astonishingly, the horse seemed to gain some intelligence; without needing reins to guide it, it began to trot forward of its own accord.

This magical scene left Jiang Shouzhong in awe.

Qu Hongling, being the ruler of the Demon Realm, naturally had an innate advantage in Beast Taming compared to Human Clan cultivators.

"This horse has traveled far and wide for years, mostly hauling goods, so it’s very familiar with the roads. A little hint was all it needed to start walking on its own; no driving necessary,"

Qu Hongling said as she patted the horse to stop, then looked smugly at Yelü Miaomiao. "So, Princess, are you convinced yet?"

Yelü Miaomiao retorted defiantly, "Why boast, little demon girl? When it comes to horseback riding, you’re definitely no match for me."

Qu Hongling arched her delicate eyebrows and sneered, "Being able to ride a horse is nothing special. I can ride tigers and lions from the mountains at will; even the Scorpions and Serpents raised by the Sky Demon Sect dare not throw me off."

Unwilling to be outdone, Yelü Miaomiao blurted, "I can ride Jiang Mo better than you can."

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The man coughed violently.

Yelü Miaomiao suddenly remembered that Dugu Luoxue was still present. Her face flushed red, and she immediately ducked into the carriage.

Qu Hongling pouted and muttered, "I can ride him too."

Jiang Shouzhong held his forehead.

When these two girls start competing, why can’t they carry themselves with more decorum?

He stole a glance at Dugu Luoxue, whose expression remained calm, her face showing no reaction.

"Master, shall we depart?" Jiang Shouzhong asked.

"Hmm,"

The woman returned the reins and entered the carriage, seating herself in a corner to continue sewing clothes.

The dim lighting in the carriage cast soft shadows; Dugu Luoxue’s graceful silhouette formed a refined ink-wash painting. Without elaborate embellishments, she was already a peerless beauty.

Jiang Shouzhong bent down to enter the carriage and sat beside Yelü Miaomiao.

Seeing this, Qu Hongling also slid next to him, lifting the carriage curtain and speaking to the horse, "Go ahead, horse."

The clattering of hooves began to echo as they slowly left the small town.

The carriage was spacious enough that the four of them didn’t feel cramped sharing it.

Perhaps due to the earlier exertions—whether in the cave or the inn—none of them had rested properly, and Yelü Miaomiao quickly dozed off, eventually sprawling over the man’s chest to sleep.

Feeling similarly fatigued, Qu Hongling begrudgingly cursed her own hesitation and, unable to compete, grudgingly grabbed hold of the man’s arm, leaning her head against his shoulder to sleep.

Dugu Luoxue looked at her disciple, who seemed to enjoy the best of both worlds, and subtly shook her head.

What man in the world could be so blessed?

Jiang Shouzhong wasn’t particularly tired. He shifted slightly in his position to ensure the two women could sleep more comfortably.

Looking over at Dugu Luoxue in the corner, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly smiled and said:

"Master, to be honest, there’s no need for you to personally escort me anymore. Right now, my fist technique has improved greatly, and with both Hong’er and Miaomiao as expert escorts, there aren’t many people under the heavens who could harm me."

Dugu Luoxue tilted her head slightly. "Are you trying to drive me off for disturbing your couple’s moments?"

"No, no, not at all..."

Jiang Shouzhong waved his hands hastily.

Scratching the back of his head, he grinned and said, "With you around, Master, I feel even safer. Besides, deep down...I truly enjoy being with you."

Dugu Luoxue’s heart trembled, and she accidentally pricked her fingertip with the needle.

She raised her head and stared intently at the young man, noticing the clarity and bewilderment in his eyes. The sharpness in her gaze began to fade, replaced by a flicker of hesitation.

"What’s wrong, Master?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked at her with concern.

For some reason, he felt that Dugu Luoxue was behaving increasingly strangely, as though she was intentionally distancing herself from him.

This gave him a sense of loss.

At first, Jiang Shouzhong had actually disliked her quite a bit.

She had forcibly taken him in as a disciple, indoctrinated him with Abstinence ideologies, and made him complete endless tasks, all of which bred some resentment toward her.

But as time passed, he gradually grew fond of the woman.

This fondness wasn’t the affection between man and woman but rather an indescribable feeling, somewhat akin to how he felt toward Ye back then, though even more restrained.

Whatever the case, she genuinely cared for him.

For this reason, Jiang Shouzhong had come to truly acknowledge her as his Master, fostering a sense of closeness.

"It’s nothing."

Dugu Luoxue shook her delicate head.

The woman placed her bleeding fingertip on her lips, sucking gently, and then resumed sewing clothes.

Seeing that she wasn’t keen on conversation, Jiang Shouzhong tactfully closed his mouth.

Soon after, Dugu Luoxue said softly:

"Don’t underestimate this Jianghu. Those so-called expert rankings can only serve as a rudimentary reference. In this world, there are many hidden masters, some concealed in the wild, some blending into everyday city life.

Take, for instance, the old master Mr. Fang, whom you met at Famous Sword Mountain. He was once a renowned Sword Saint. People believe Famous Sword Mountain is in decline, and thus assume he has fallen as well.

In truth, his cultivation has long placed him among the ten strongest under the heavens, yet his name never appears on those rankings.

Or consider the recent reemergence of Kumu, who now exists in ghostly form, tethered to others to sustain his soul. Even so, he was once an unmatched expert of the Heavenly Human Realm in a bygone dynasty, and creator of the Lotus Ascension Vein.

If not for being injured by Demon Venerable, he might have ascended before Zhao Wuxiu."

At this point, a trace of worry crossed Dugu Luoxue’s expression.

"With the Heavenly Gate set to open, many reclusive experts will likely surface. Never think yourself absolutely safe. The path to Zhenxuan Mountain will not be an easy one."

Her warnings made Jiang Shouzhong’s expression turn solemn.

He nodded firmly, replying in a deep voice, "Understood, Master. Please continue to keep your disciple under your watchful protection."

Dugu Luoxue’s expression turned strange.

Why did that sound... so peculiar?