Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

Now these three relic pieces are increasingly powerful, I want to see how he plans to retrieve them. Let's not even mention the Esoteric Sect's Protector Deity who has already left the board, but that old fox Jiang Wan is enough to give him a headache.

The old man at the tea stall frowned and remained silent.

After a while, a delicate figure suddenly appeared at the tea stall.

The visitor was none other than the Fifth Princess, Wanyan Su.

Wanyan Su walked to the table and silently took out a gold ingot, gently placing it on the table: "One pot of tea, please."

"We're closed."

The tea stall girl spoke coldly.

Surprisingly, the usually domineering and flamboyant Wanyan Su from the Imperial Palace didn't become angry at this obvious dismissal from the girl.

Instead, her attitude remained restrained, as if she were apprehensive.

Wanyan Su hesitated for a moment, then took out a finely carved jade hairpin from her sleeve and carefully placed it on the table before speaking again:

"We're all part of the Shadow Assassin Organization; there's no need to beat around the bush. I just want to ask about something—why didn't you carry out the assassination mission in Qingzhou targeting Jiang Mo?"

Indeed, this seemingly harmless tea stall girl was a member of the Shadow Assassin Organization.

Code name: One.

The strongest assassin in the organization.

She also had a name, Shen Yiyi.

Once in Qingzhou, she had a brief encounter with Jiang Shouzhong.

At that time, Li Nanshuang often played chess with the old man at the tea stall, and when Jiang Shouzhong came to find him, he had crossed paths with the girl.

The girl glanced lazily at the jade hairpin on the table, her eyes showing a hint of leisure and laziness: "I've said before, if others in the organization take the same job as I did, then my task is void."

With a proud nature, Code One never took on the same job as others.

It would be beneath her dignity.

Wanyan Su frowned and said, "But according to the investigation afterward, Zuo Su attempted to assassinate Jiang Mo merely on a whim and hadn't accepted the task."

Shen Yiyi rested her chin on her hand and replied lazily in an impatient tone:

"Whether she accepted it or not, I couldn't care less. After all, she's also part of the organization. I'm not low enough to finish others' leftovers."

Wanyan Su lightly tapped the table with her fingers, then said after a moment, "What if I want to hire you to try assassinating Jiang Mo again?"

"Sorry, I have my rules."

Shen Yiyi said quietly, "A voided task can't be accepted again. Besides, aren't you also an assassin in the organization? Hiring another assassin, are you out of your mind?"

Wanyan Su smiled and said, "Rules are dead, but people are alive; exceptions can always be made, can't they?"

As she spoke, Wanyan Su took out an ancient sheepskin book and placed it on the table:

"To find this, I turned the palace archives upside down and deceived the Zen Rebel Monk. As for why I didn't go after Jiang Mo myself, it's because of his cultivation and the people around him that I couldn't handle."

Seeing the sheepskin book, the girl's pupils slightly contracted.

The hunchbacked old man who was wiping the tea bowls came to the table, staring silently at the sheepskin book.

"I'll think about it."

Shen Yiyi said.

Wanyan Su nodded and stood up, saying:

"Leave the book here for now. Once you've made up your mind, just reply using the organization's code."

Having said that, Wanyan Su turned and left.

——

When Jiang Shouzhong and Jiang Yi returned to the inn, they found that Er Liang was nowhere to be seen.

At the same time, Jiang Shouzhong discovered that the disciples from Mingjing Valley were also not at the inn, leaving only the disciple named Zhou Zhilin.

Jiang Shouzhong's heart sank at once.

Just as he was about to head out to search, Jiang Erliang returned.

Seeing the girl safe and sound, Jiang Shouzhong's heart finally settled, and he asked, "Er Liang, where did you go?"

"I..."

Jiang Erliang hesitated, unsure of how to respond.

Jiang Yi circled the girl once, scrutinizing her from head to toe as if trying to detect something, then smiled and said:

"Er Liang has always been obedient. She would never leave the inn easily unless someone had bewitched her."

Jiang Wan?

Jiang Shouzhong's face looked peculiar.

What is Jiang Wan up to, appearing only after they've left?

With her head bowed, Jiang Erliang spoke apologetically in a low voice: "Sorry, Master, Master Jiang Wan said she needed to find something."

"Find what?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked.

Jiang Erliang answered honestly: "It's something the Saint Buddha of the Esoteric Sect left at Lingyun Temple years ago, but we couldn't find it. Moreover, I also…killed someone."

Killed someone?

Jiang Shouzhong looked at the girl in astonishment.

He knew Jiang Erliang's character well enough; she would hesitate even to crush an ant, let alone kill a person.

However, after listening to Erliang recount the events in detail, a fire of anger ignited within Jiang Shouzhong, and his expression turned extremely grim.

The people of Mingjing Valley really seem to like courting trouble.

Jiang Yi embraced the still guilty Erliang and said softly: "It's okay, just killed a few vermin, blame my sister for taking you out without a purpose."

She looked up at Jiang Shouzhong and said indifferently:

"Since we're already at odds, there's no need to hold back next time. Why don't I personally visit Mingjing Valley and tear down their house?"

Jiang Shouzhong thought for a moment and said: "Wait, they'll come to us. Mainly, I want to know why Erliang suddenly changed. If it's not because of your sister, could something be hidden inside Erliang?"

Jiang Yi was indifferent to this:

"Unless Erliang goes berserk like Qingchen, it's not worth worrying about. Becoming decisively murderous could actually be beneficial to her safety and cultivation. I like this kind of Erliang."

Jiang Shouzhong did not agree with Jiang Yi's thoughts.

Everyone has their own unique characteristics, if Erliang becomes as ruthless as Jiang Que, she would lose her own distinctive charm.

"Alright, let's help the Zen Rebel Monk investigate the Emperor's cause of death. After all, he knows the whereabouts of your beauty. Don't delay it, otherwise your beauty might lose her life and blame me for it."

Jiang Yi said with a somewhat jealous tone.

Jiang Shouzhong nodded and opened the scroll given by the Zen Rebel Monk.

As soon as he opened it slightly, he froze on the spot, his face turning peculiar. Before Jiang Yi could check it out, he quickly closed the scroll again.

"What is it?"

Jiang Yi blinked her shining beautiful eyes, full of confusion.

Jiang Shouzhong awkwardly coughed and said: "This scroll... uh, records some rather kind of paintings... not suitable for you and Erliang to see."

Jiang Yi immediately understood, her pretty face turned slightly red, she snorted softly and pretended nonchalantly: "It's just an erotic painting, who cares to look."

After speaking, she held Erliang's hand and said: "Let's go Erliang, let's take a bath, you smell like blood, and I'll scrub your back for you Sister Jiang."

After the two left, Jiang Shouzhong opened the scroll.

The intimate scenes between men and women unfolded before his eyes.

The women in the paintings had their own charms, some having affectionate brows and eyes, charming and lovely, others being graceful and enchanting, vividly portrayed in various scenarios.

The pictures seemed to vividly play out right in front of his eyes.

Besides that, there were also records of daily scenes.

Such as the Emperor of Nanjin Country concentrating over documents, chatting with others, or arguing...

Jiang Shouzhong marveled at the scroll's wonder in his mind.

Compared to modern photos and videos, it was slightly lacking in clarity and realness but the remarkably lifelike painting style carried a unique flair of oil painting, truly impressive.

Through the adjoining annotations, Jiang Shouzhong learned about this scroll.

This scroll is called the Shadows Heavenly Book.

To fully possess it, one must pledge loyalty with a drop of blood.

No need for anyone to draw with a pen, simply place the scroll to the side and activate it with a special Dharma Seal, and it records everything around automatically.

If others want to view it, they must have a special Dharma Seal too.

And the owner of the scroll must be willing to present the contents in the scroll.

Otherwise, even if someone else obtains it, it remains just a piece of blank paper.

"What a treasure."

Jiang Shouzhong's eyes sparkled with admiration.

But when he looked closely at the contents, he was utterly shocked, feeling as though his worldview had shattered.