Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess -
Chapter 856 - 418 Ghost King?
Chapter 856: Chapter 418 Ghost King?
After Jiang Wan left, Jiang Shouzhong walked towards the Fifth Prince.
The Fifth Prince, pale-faced, in a panic grabbed Pucha Xiaohua and placed his long knife across the woman’s slender neck: "Don’t come any closer!"
Jiang Shouzhong felt speechless.
Does this threat work on me?
Perhaps realizing that Jiang Shouzhong did not care at all about Pucha Xiaohua, the Fifth Prince quickly changed his tone and said in a deep voice:
"I am the Fifth Prince of Nanjin Country, the future Emperor. We can cooperate. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. As long as you agree to let me go, any condition can be negotiated."
"And the Jianghu cultivators you captured?"
Jiang Shouzhong asked.
The Fifth Prince hurriedly responded, "They are in this tower. If you let me go, I’ll tell you exactly where—"
"Poof!"
However, before he could finish speaking, a flying sword swiftly shot over, piercing through his throat.
The Fifth Prince looked incredulous, his body slowly falling backward.
Jiang Shouzhong retrieved the flying sword, wiped off the blood on the blade, and muttered, "At a time like this, still negotiating with me, must have been kicked in the head by a donkey."
He walked in front of Pucha Xiaohua, looking down at the woman with a scrutinizing gaze.
Pucha Xiaohua looked forlorn, "I didn’t expect him to teach you the martial arts. Seems like he really doesn’t care about life and death now."
Jiang Shouzhong coldly replied, "Tell me, where exactly are those captured cultivators? You must know where they are being held."
Pucha Xiaohua said self-deprecatingly, "Even if I tell you, you won’t let me go."
"That’s right."
Jiang Shouzhong nodded, not denying it.
He squatted down, a finely-crafted Jade Hairpin Flying Sword appeared in his hand, lightly patting it on her cheek:
"But at least I can give you a quick end; you must understand that once a woman becomes a captive, her weaknesses are infinitely magnified, and the suffering endured is unbearable."
The cold blade slowly descended, finally stopping at her heaving chest.
Pucha Xiaohua faintly smiled, "I thought you, Young Hero Jiang, would be tender-hearted towards women."
No sooner had she spoken, the woman gave a muffled groan.
The sharp sword tip had pierced into her skin, slowly sinking, with crimson blood seeping out.
Jiang Shouzhong showed no emotion, slowly twisting the hilt.
Cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
For someone so heartless who harmed her foster father, no matter how beautiful, Jiang Shouzhong would not show any mercy.
Pucha Xiaohua’s face grew increasingly pale, she bit her lip, and said with difficulty:
"I...I can take you there myself."
"Fine."
Jiang Shouzhong put away the flying sword and swiftly untied the ropes binding her.
Pucha Xiaohua didn’t expect him to be so straightforward and looked at the man before her with surprise: "Aren’t you afraid I’ll take the chance to escape?"
"You can try." Jiang Shouzhong shrugged.
Recalling Jiang Shouzhong defeating the Immortal earlier, a bitter smile appeared on Pucha Xiaohua’s face as she looked at the lifeless Fifth Prince on the ground, her eyes filled with some unwillingness:
"If that Immortal hadn’t betrayed me and let me absorb the Royal Family Qi Fortune, you might not have been my match."
"You can still take the chance while it’s hot."
Jiang Shouzhong said.
Pucha Xiaohua was left speechless, unwilling to argue, merely turning quietly, leading Jiang Shouzhong to a wall.
She reached out her hand, knocking rhythmically three times on the wall.
With a rumbling sound, a secret door slowly opened.
Pucha Xiaohua stepped in first, with Jiang Shouzhong close behind.
Once inside, Pucha Xiaohua walked to a spot on the ground, stomping twice with force.
The floor beneath them began to tremble, gradually sinking until stopping about three zhang deep.
A gigantic abandoned dungeon appeared before them.
The dungeon was dimly lit, with faint figures of many people imprisoned within.
A quick survey revealed that those in the left cells were the Jianghu cultivators who had come for the wedding feast.
Some seemed filled with anger, others with despair.
On the right side, imprisoned soldiers could be seen.
Most of these soldiers looked dejected, bearing marks from previous battles.
Pucha Xiaohua said slowly, "The Fifth Prince has been losing repeatedly in battle recently. To expand his forces, he began capturing able-bodied men on a large scale. But how could those forcibly taken be willing to die for him, which led to many deserters.
The Fifth Prince imprisoned all these deserters here for experiments, attempting to recreate the legendary Snow Domain Divine Soldiers to turn the tide of battle."
"Brother Jiang!?"
At this moment, a surprised shout rang out from the cell.
It was Monk Bugui.
The Taoist Wulang next to him also wore a shocked expression, not expecting to see Jiang Shouzhong here.
Others showed various expressions.
Some were confused, some wary, others angry.
Thinking Jiang Shouzhong was with those who captured them.
Jiang Shouzhong drove the flying sword, opening the cell doors on both sides, and called out, "Everyone, I’ve dealt with the outside enemies, you can leave now."
The crowd froze on the spot, looking at each other.
Still, it was Taoist Wulang who first snapped out of his daze. He quickly turned around, loudly telling the still stunned people:
"Everyone, this Brother Jiang is my friend, he has extremely high cultivation, we are saved! We are saved!"
Hearing this, the tension on everyone’s faces gradually eased, showing delight.
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