Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 769 - 377: The Unfamiliar Sisterly Affection

Chapter 769: Chapter 377: The Unfamiliar Sisterly Affection

Ran Qingchen, dressed in black, seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadowy forest, making her nearly imperceptible.

Yet, her striking crimson hair made her stand out vividly, like a hauntingly beautiful red lotus, exuding an irresistible and oppressive aura in the silence.

"Where is Jiang Mo?"

Ran Qingchen’s ice-cold gaze carried no warmth, her indifferent voice devoid of any emotion.

When Qu Hongling finally saw the woman’s face clearly, her delicate features lit up with delight: "Ran?"

Qu Hongling instinctively took a step forward, eager for clarity.

But in the next moment, Ran Qingchen swept down from the treetop like a streak, her billowing black dress fluttering in the wind, resembling an eerie shadow.

The woman’s fingers spread wide, sharp and poised like blades, aiming directly for the young girl’s face!

Qu Hongling felt a shadow flash before her eyes, and then suddenly, the figure was upon her.

The piercing sting of the Gang Wind on her cheeks made her ache.

In her panic, Qu Hongling felt a sudden pressure on her shoulder, as an unexpected force violently pulled her backward.

It was Dugu Luoxue, who had appeared behind her in the nick of time, grabbing her arm and jerking her back several steps, barely evading the aggressive assault.

Where the sharp claws passed, several strands of severed black hair fluttered to the ground.

"Ran, what are you doing?"

Qu Hongling’s voice trembled, still shaken.

Ran Qingchen’s deep-set gaze locked onto her coldly, crimson locks dancing enchantingly in the wind, slicing through the air in arcs of red light: "Ran? Who gave you the right to call me that?"

As soon as her words landed, the woman closed the distance, surrounded by curling black mist.

Dugu Luoxue furrowed her willow-leaf brows, striking out with a palm. With a loud "bang," both sides retreated several steps.

"Ran!"

Qu Hongling’s face showed her growing anxiety as she desperately called out to the completely transformed Ran Qingchen, "I’m Qu Hongling! Don’t you recognize me anymore?"

The young girl tried to rush forward, but Dugu Luoxue stopped her.

"Be careful, she’s already demonized."

"Demonized?"

Qu Hongling’s voice was filled with confusion.

Dugu Luoxue’s expression became grim: "Her Shura aura has reached its pinnacle. She has already transformed into the Asura Queen."

At that moment, Ran Qingchen charged again, bloodlust emanating from her every movement.

Dugu Luoxue shielded Qu Hongling behind her, her hands weaving intricate Dharma Seals.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light exploded forth, conjuring a massive six-petaled snowflake handprint, spanning two or three zhang, descending with the weight of a mountain toward Ran Qingchen charging forward.

Ran Qingchen’s ink-black lips curled into a cold sneer as she pushed out both palms. Black energy churned around her, and the power of wind and thunder gathered within, shaking the earth and notably swaying the surrounding trees.

Amid the deafening roar, the ground erupted into a massive pit several meters deep.

"Ran, please stop fighting!"

Qu Hongling was frantic with worry.

But the girl’s shouts did nothing to halt Ran Qingchen’s relentless attacks; instead, her aggression intensified.

Qu Hongling stood dazed, entirely unable to understand what was happening.

Everything had been fine—why had Ran Qingchen suddenly transformed into a Shura? And why was she so intent on killing her? Could it be... Could it really be because she ruined Ran Qingchen’s wedding, that she now hated her with such ferocity?

Confusion, guilt, self-blame, sorrow... A swirling mass of emotions enveloped the young girl’s heart.

Watching the fierce battle unfold before her, Qu Hongling clenched her silver teeth and, after repeated failed attempts at reasoning, suddenly rushed into the middle of the fray, arms spread wide: "Ran, please stop fighting!"

The girl’s sudden and abrupt move genuinely caught everyone off guard.

Dugu Luoxue’s expression shifted dramatically as she hurried to cease her own attack, fearing she might inadvertently harm Qu Hongling.

At the same time, Ran Qingchen’s pupils narrowed. Her previously ferocious Palm Force softened its trajectory slightly, only grazing Qu Hongling’s shoulder.

Nevertheless, even such slight contact caused the girl’s shoulder garment to tear open under the forceful wind, leaving faint bloodstains on her milky-white skin.

Dugu Luoxue noticed this, her expression betraying astonishment.

Logically, a Shura should be devoid of compassion, so why... did she deliberately hold back for this girl?

Dugu Luoxue couldn’t decipher it.

Ran Qingchen stood with her back to Qu Hongling, an icy aura emanating from her, as if the chilling cold of the Netherworld itself surrounded her. Her voice was low, laced with menace: "Have you figured out how you want to die?"

Qu Hongling disregarded the wounds on her shoulder, her tearful eyes fixated on the silhouette of her former best friend: "Ran, if it’s because of Jiang that you resent me, I won’t blame you. This is all my fault—it was me—"

"Ha, you give yourself too much credit."

Ran Qingchen’s tone was drenched in mockery: "Just a man, nothing more than dirt in my eyes!"

Qu Hongling felt her heart break.

Once, they had been like sisters, inseparable and bonded deeply. Now, they were like complete strangers.

Dugu Luoxue kept her gaze on Ran Qingchen, suddenly speaking: "You’re injured."

Ran Qingchen turned abruptly, wiping the blood trickling from the corners of her lips as she glared coldly: "What? Do you think just because I’m hurt, I can’t kill you both? You’re not doing much better—your Tao Heart is shattered, and your strength has plummeted, hasn’t it?"

Ran Qingchen extended her fingers, a black lotus blossoming in the palm of her hand.

"Your injuries are severe."

Dugu Luoxue continued, "I recall from the Shura Book that a Shura’s Borderless soul and Demon Body are inseparable. You currently possess the Borderless soul but lack the Demon Body. If this continues, your condition will only worsen."

Ran Qingchen’s gaze turned deep and distant.

What Dugu Luoxue said was indeed correct—restoring her peak cultivation required both the Borderless soul and Demon Body.

But after all these years of turmoil, her memories had shattered like broken glass, fragmented and faded, impossible to piece together cohesively.

She couldn’t recall where her Shura Demon Body had been left.

Fortunately, she had sensed its presence recently, a sign that it remained intact. As long as she nourished and gradually restored her Borderless soul, she was certain she’d reclaim her Demon Body.

"Where is Jiang Mo?"

Ran Qingchen, unwilling to waste more words, asked coldly.

Dugu Luoxue shook her head, answering: "We don’t know where he is. He disappeared after his Taoist Ancestor trial."