Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 859 - 419: Zhu Chan, Meets the Master Uncle_2

Chapter 859: Chapter 419: Zhu Chan, Meets the Master Uncle_2

Upon hearing the term "Snow Domain Divine Soldiers," Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Can they live forever?"

The Yin Spirit Envoy shook his head and said in a somber tone:

"To maintain their so-called ’living’ state, they must continuously absorb Demon Qi. Once the Demon Qi is exhausted, they will naturally cease to exist."

Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t help but recall the words Yelü Miaomiao had once spoken.

During those days of Demon Qi exhaustion, the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers indeed vanished like evaporating from the Mortal World. It wasn’t until the Demon Qi revived that they appeared again in the world.

At this moment, the Yin Spirit Envoy looked at Jiang Shouzhong with a peculiar gaze: "Boy, you can see me, so... you should also be able to see the ghosts of others, right?"

"Uh... occasionally."

Jiang Shouzhong shrugged.

However, the next words from the Yin Spirit Envoy were like a sudden clap of thunder, leaving Jiang Shouzhong utterly shocked.

"You’re not from this world, are you?"

...

On the cliff, Sword Qi danced like a frenzied serpent, weaving a grim Sword Array amidst the crisscrossing paths.

The cloaked figure in black was trapped within, surrounded by Sword Qi flickering like fireflies, with cold glimmers endless and pervasive. Threads of killing intent seeped through, impenetrably dense.

Jiang Wan stood high on a great sword hilt, her garments and skirt fluttering in the wind, like a Fairy descending upon the world.

The cloaked figure in black tried multiple times to break through the Sword Array that trapped them, but each attempt was driven back by the dense Sword Qi, never able to escape.

"The sword is born from the heart, all things return to one..."

The cloaked figure in black couldn’t help but remark, "I never thought, in this world, there would be someone who has cultivated swordsmanship to such a profound level, unparalleled even a thousand years ago."

Jiang Wan smiled faintly, "I’ve been tracking you for a long time and have some questions to ask. As long as you answer truthfully, I will remove this Sword Array and let you leave safely, keeping my word."

"Please ask."

The cloaked figure in black replied straightforwardly, then added, "However, there are some questions I might not answer. For instance, my true identity I cannot disclose."

Jiang Wan pursed her pink lips and asked mildly:

"I’m not interested in your identity. My first question is, how many Immortals are there in Taoyuan Holy Land now?"

"Taoyuan Holy Land is divided into Inner and Outer Layer Heaven; I am merely from the Outer Layer Heaven, where there are over three hundred people in total. As for how many are in the Inner Layer Heaven, that I do not know, as I’m not qualified to enter."

The cloaked figure in black remained calm, with his garment rustling in the wind.

Jiang Wan’s slender eyebrows slightly arched, a gleam of sharpness flashing in her eyes:

"So, if the people of the Outer Layer Heaven wish for Immortality, they can only rely on the Inner Layer Heaven Immortals’ charity. If they don’t provide it, you must find another way?"

The cloaked figure in black gave Jiang Wan, the extraordinary young woman before him, an odd look.

"Seems I guessed correctly."

A ripple of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Jiang Wan’s lips.

The cloaked figure in black said slowly, "You only guessed half. Anyone who ascends to become an Immortal has the ability to steal mortal lifespans to sustain their own Immortality.

Only when unable to obtain it themselves due to special reasons, will the Inner Layer Heaven Immortals bestow it to us in the Outer Layer Heaven."

"Then you..."

Just as Jiang Wan was about to inquire further, the cloaked figure in black interrupted her with a question: "Have you heard of the Red Rain?"

Jiang Wan’s willow brows gently furrowed, then she said after a moment of thought, "There seem to be some records mentioning that at Demon Sea Mountain, Red Rain once fell, producing many treasures and forming the Moon in Water Bridge."

The cloaked figure in black spoke in a calm tone:

"In Ancient Times, mysterious Red Rain once descended and suddenly vanished. Until the previous dynasty, when the last emperor sought to eliminate Immortals and demons, somehow he summoned the Red Rain again.

Though ultimately failing, it destroyed the Tribulation Fate Pool within Taoyuan Holy Land. From that time on, stealing mortal lifespans to gain Immortality became difficult.

The Immortals of Inner Layer Heaven have been trying to restore the Tribulation Fate Pool, but to no avail. They can only watch as it gradually loses effectiveness.

If it continues like this, within at most two hundred years, there will no longer be any Immortals in the world."

"Two hundred more years to eke out a living, that’s rich enough." Jiang Wan’s words were full of disdain and contempt for these immortals.

The cloaked figure ignored the other’s mockery and continued on his own:

"Over twenty years ago, the fortunes of Dazhou began to decline. By rights, chaos should have ensued, plunging the world into a century of strife, leaving countless civilians displaced, perishing in war.

Originally, the East Emperor planned to exploit this chaos to steal the lifespans of mortals. Unexpectedly, Dazhou suddenly reversed its fortune, with an emperor of considerable ability emerging, resulting in twenty years of peace instead of turmoil..."

Jiang Wan’s expression changed slightly.

She recalled a rumor she had heard from Mo Ruye twenty years ago.

It was from that moment she decided to assist Zhou Chang in ascending to the throne, extending Dazhou’s national fortune by twenty years.

"However, two years ago, things took a turn."

The cloaked figure said, "The Great Emperor of Taoyuan East foresaw the appearance of otherworldly beings in this world, alongside the descent of Heavenly Divine Fortune. And Heavenly Divine Fortune is the only key to repairing the Tribulation Fate Pool."

"Heavenly Divine Fortune?"

Jiang Wan bit her lip lightly, lost in thought.

The cloaked figure slightly lowered his gaze:

"Heavenly Divine Fortune originally existed within the Imperial Jade Seal, but then it suddenly vanished. According to the divination of a divine witch at that time, the Imperial Jade Seal was no longer in this world.

Upon learning of the appearance of Heavenly Divine Fortune, the East Emperor specially dispatched eighty-one Immortals of Upper Constellation, possessing the villagers of a certain village, to secretly set up the Heavenly Gang Formation in an attempt to seize the Heavenly Divine Fortune and transfer it to the Taoyuan Holy Land.

Due to the unique nature of Heavenly Divine Fortune, it cannot be taken directly; otherwise, a thunder penalty from the Heavenly Dao would occur. They could only wait for the moment when it was seized by the Emperor of Dazhou and use a loophole in the rules to steal it. However..."

At this point, the mysterious figure in the cloak let out a sneering sigh, "However, just when the plan was about to succeed, those eighty-one Immortals of Upper Constellation were all slaughtered in one night."

Slaughter eighty-one immortals?

Jiang Wan’s expression was one of astonishment.

Who could possess such skill?

"Do you have any other questions?" the cloaked figure asked.

Jiang Wan gathered herself, ready to speak, when her gaze abruptly shifted to the other side of the cliff, her brows raising sharply:

"You’ve been eavesdropping for so long, it’s time to show yourself, isn’t it?"

As Jiang Wan’s voice fell, the air above the cliff rippled like disturbed water, and through the shifting distortions, a graceful and cold figure gradually became clear.

Behind her, nine illusory fox tails swayed lightly, appearing to emit a ghostly glow at their tips.

Nine-tailed fox demon?

Not only was Jiang Wan surprised, but even the cloaked mysterious figure seemed incredulous, muttering: "Impossible... this is impossible..."

Ye Zhuchan gently waved her jade-like hand.

The cloaked mysterious figure suddenly felt a tightness binding him, letting out a horrified scream.

In an instant, his body twisted and deformed under immense force, crashing to the ground, transforming into a corpse.

Jiang Wan squinted her phoenix eyes, a cold gleam like a knife, murderous intent rising, as she curbed a cold smile: "Where did this vixen come from, spoiling my plans."

Ye Zhuchan smiled slightly: "You deliberately asked questions to stall for time, in order to secretly plant the Spring and Autumn Divine Thought in him, to control him. Unfortunately, he was merely an avatar."

Jiang Wan turned to look at the corpse on the ground, which indeed had transformed into a wooden puppet.

"Zhuchan, pays respects to Martial Uncle."

Ye Zhuchan bowed gracefully, her posture graceful and captivating, exuding a gentle demeanor.

"Zhuchan..."

Jiang Wan’s starry eyes flickered slightly, and after a moment’s pause, she spoke in a distant tone, "I recall, a disciple whom my young junior sister took on was named Zhuchan."

"Indeed, it is your grandniece."

Ye Zhuchan revealed her pearly teeth, a smile blossoming like a flower, her cheeks adorned with dimples, utterly charming.

The nearby Heavenly Dog Divine Demon shivered as if sensing something terrifying from Ye Zhuchan, not daring to even breathe deeply.