Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 805 - 394: I Want Everything, Including You

Chapter 805: Chapter 394: I Want Everything, Including You

The gentle breeze swept by, brushing against the woman’s figure.

The hem of her black dress fluttered endlessly in the wind, like dark clouds drifting.

At this moment, Ran Qingchen resembled a lonely statue, silently standing at the edge of the cliff.

The woman gazed quietly into the void as the inky darkness of the horizon was gradually breached by a thread of pale white.

As the light expanded, the faint rays of dawn began spilling over the earth, like a thin veil, illuminating the tear streak on the woman’s face with stark clarity.

Even a Shura could shed tears.

Perhaps, these tears proved she was not truly a Shura.

Ran Qingchen raised her arm, extending her hand toward the slowly brightening dawn, her slender fingers slightly parted, as if trying to grasp the rising sun.

The faint light streamed through her fingertips, leaving dappled patterns on her delicate skin.

Between her fingers, shadows seemed to be pulled along by the light, flickering faintly with the shifting angles—just like the turmoil stirring in her heart, contradictory and conflicted.

She longed to remain ensnared in the darkness yet yearned to bathe in the dawn light of love.

"Benefactor, one should not let emotions become a source of harm."

The Great Bodhi Mother, clad in her crimson and yellow Kasaya, silently appeared behind the woman. Her silhouette, under the rays of dawn, seemed to radiate a divine brilliance.

Ran Qingchen’s expression was abruptly cloaked in cold indifference.

She withdrew her hand from the void and said flatly, "I thought you would have hidden yourself."

"Why hide if I hold no guilt in my heart?"

The Great Bodhi Mother stepped to Ran Qingchen’s side and, gazing at the gradually emerging sunlight, sighed, "A body as withered as a dead tree, a heart as cold as ashes—it is inevitable one falls into nihilism... Benefactor Ran, can you truly let go?"

"Spare me the platitudes. I just ask you this—do you have the Nichang Tears?"

Ran Qingchen asked icily.

The Great Bodhi Mother’s face remained serene as she smiled and replied, "Benefactor Ran, the Nichang Tears are not as miraculous as you imagine, nor as effective as you hope."

"Whether it works or not is none of your concern. Hand it over!"

Ran Qingchen suddenly spun around, her once cool demeanor now faintly twisted by anger, flames seemingly flickering in her eyes.

A menacing aura swirled around her, tangible and serpentine like black Jiaolong, coiling and clawing threateningly in her presence, exuding a chilling and oppressive force.

The very air seemed frozen by the eerie energy, heavy and icy.

What seemed poised to escalate into a fierce altercation was diffused by the unchanged calm of the Great Bodhi Mother. She cooperatively extended her hand, retrieving a small crystal drop, no larger than a fingernail, from her sleeve.

She slowly handed the Nichang Tears toward Ran Qingchen, her deep eyes quietly watching the other woman with an unfathomable and complex gaze.

"Please think carefully, Benefactor. Who do you wish to become? Or rather, who do you not wish to become?"

"You’re just giving it to me like this?"

Ran Qingchen accepted the Nichang Tears, her expression peculiar.

After all, the Nichang Tears was an invaluable artifact that had once caused rivers of blood to flow across the Jianghu. A seed of unease and suspicion began to sprout in Ran Qingchen’s heart.

The Great Bodhi Mother gave a gentle, tranquil smile:

"All things fall under the principle of ’fate.’ You journeyed so far to seek it from this monk, and as it happens, it is with this monk—thus, it belongs to you."

"Fate? Nonsense!"

Ran Qingchen, now visibly irritated, felt an immense dislike for any mention of "fate."

She sneered coldly, her expression hardening as she said, "You must know you’re no match for me and handed it over to save your life, isn’t that so?"

The Great Bodhi Mother smiled without answering.

Mimicking Ran Qingchen’s earlier gesture, she slowly raised her hand, reaching toward the rising sun as if to shield it.

The sunlight spilled through her fingers in golden beams, cast upon the nun’s tranquil features, amplifying her aura of mystery and solemnity.

"Did you know? The last emperor of the previous dynasty... it was this monk who killed him."

The Great Bodhi Mother’s voice echoed faintly.

As she finished her words, the Great Bodhi Mother suddenly clenched her hand into a fist.

In that instant, the dawning sunlight disappeared, as if forcibly dragged back beyond the horizon. Darkness surged like an overwhelming tide, engulfing the land once more.

The once-warming rays of morning light seemed to have been yanked away by an invisible force, plunging the world back into shadow.

Ran Qingchen’s pupils contracted sharply, a wave of shock coursing through her.

When she snapped out of it, she realized that the Great Bodhi Mother had vanished without a trace.

Staring at the reappearing strands of dawn light, she muttered, "This Great Bodhi Mother’s cultivation is terrifying... perhaps even stronger than Zhao Wuxiu. But why would she..."

"Qingchen."

A familiar man’s voice interrupted her thoughts.

Ran Qingchen’s feathered lashes quivered slightly as she turned abruptly, showing her back to the owner of the voice, like a wounded hedgehog bristling its spines.

"I am no longer Ran Qingchen. The foolish, naive woman you knew is already dead!"

Her voice was frigid, each word squeezed through clenched teeth as though infused with resolute hatred, echoing in the air.

Jiang Shouzhong stared at her delicate yet solitary figure, feeling a pang of agony in his chest.

Instinctively, he took a step forward, attempting to close the distance that felt both so near and yet impossibly far.

However, just as his foot moved, he heard her icy voice: "Take one more step, and I will kill you!!"

Jiang Shouzhong’s steps faltered, but he still continued toward her.

Swish!

A dark shadow flashed.

Within the blink of an eye, the woman’s cold, delicate hand clamped around his neck like an iron vice.

"Did you think I was joking?"

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