Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

The Zen Rebel Monk gazed at the sky outside the door, lost in thought for a while, and gently shook his head: "This impoverished monk does not know either."

Seeing that the monk was unwilling to speak, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't be bothered to delve deeper, so he put away the Shadows Heavenly Book and said, "I will first go to Mingjing Valley to investigate the matter of the mirror. Once I have some findings, I hope the master won't forget the promise to inform me of the woman's whereabouts."

"Alright."

The Zen Rebel Monk smiled and nodded.

Watching Jiang Shouzhong leave, the seemingly amiable smile on the Zen Rebel Monk's face gradually vanished, replaced by a stern coldness.

He slowly lifted his foot and gently stomped once.

In an instant, a radiant golden light shone around him, like a blazing sun blooming at his side.

Within the golden light, a radiant "卐" character suddenly appeared beneath his feet.

Immediately after, the figure of the Zen Rebel Monk vanished like a phantom from the spot. In the blink of an eye, he appeared within an exceedingly luxurious bedchamber.

Inside the bedchamber, water vapor lingered.

In the bath, Princess Wanyan Su was leisurely bathing.

Upon seeing someone intrude, she was suddenly startled.

Just when she was about to get up, she realized it was the Zen Rebel Monk, Wanyan Su's expression froze momentarily, then a flirtatious smile spread across her face:

"It's rare for the esteemed State Preceptor to visit this humble abode of mine. Is the master planning to cultivate here for some time? Unfortunately, my menstruation has come these past few days. If the State Preceptor doesn't mind, I will serve you well."

As she spoke, the princess of Nanjin Country exposed her body without any hesitation.

The Zen Rebel Monk's expression remained as chilly as frost, as he said: "His Majesty once asked a monk to tonsure the figure in the Demon Mirror."

Wanyan Su's expression showed some stiffness, and then she smiled seductively:

"Oh, is that so? How come I am unaware of this? But my father has the right to choose whoever he wants; as his daughter, I can't interfere. Does the State Preceptor's face look this displeased, are you perhaps jealous?"

Splash!

The water in the pool suddenly boiled like an enraged Jiaolong, turning into a massive whirlpool, wrapping Wanyan Su within, pressing down tightly like iron pincers.

Wanyan Su's expression turned painful, and a trace of fresh blood slowly seeped from the corner of her mouth.

The Zen Rebel Monk said indifferently: "After His Majesty's tonsure, he fell ill and eventually passed away."

Wanyan Su struggled to open her mouth, straining to force out three words from her throat: "He deserved it..."

The Zen Rebel Monk suddenly laughed.

He slowly raised his hand.

A wisp of water vapor coiled around the woman's neck like a serpent, slowly tightening.

Just as the woman's eyes were turning white, on the verge of suffocating unconsciousness, the Zen Rebel Monk's gaze inadvertently caught sight of a butterfly jade hairpin in the pile of clothes by the bath.

He hesitated for a moment, sighed slightly, and turned to leave.

As he departed, he left behind a sentence: "If it's eventually proven you're involved, this impoverished monk will kill you all."

Wanyan Su fell back into the water like mud, gasping heavily, her chest heaving violently.

She glared venomously at the Zen Rebel Monk's retreating figure, shouting: "Why don't you just die with him!"

...

Wanyan Su put on her clothes and came to a mountain forest outside the Capital City, alone following a winding mountain path into the depths of a bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, a bamboo house stood quietly, exuding an air of ethereal elegance.

Wanyan Su entered the house.

She first looked around and saw the interior was empty and silent, even the tables and chairs had a thin layer of dust on them, clearly untended for a long time.

The woman's expression was immensely disappointed.

She walked to a copper mirror, staring dazedly at her reflection, her expression wandering.

Who knows how long passed, a figure appeared behind Wanyan Su.

The newcomer wore white clothes whiter than snow, their sleeves fluttering like an immortal descended, their features extremely handsome.

"I thought you were avoiding me."

Wanyan Su sneered.

The person in white slowly embraced Wanyan Su, one hand slipping into her neckline, lips gently nibbling her earlobe, their voice low and magnetic: "Fate's ties are hard to sever, how could I bear to part easily."

Wanyan Su coldly asked: "Let me ask you, did you kill my father?"

The person in white chuckled lightly: "Whether I killed him or not, does it matter?"

Wanyan Su bit her lip, saying:

"The Zen Rebel Monk has no intention of giving up on investigating the cause of my father's death. Perhaps it truly is due to brotherly feelings, or maybe he just wants to find the Dragon Heart Jade to save his own life.

He entrusted Jiang Mo with the investigation. I didn't have the ability to kill Jiang Mo, so I hired the top assassin in the organization, Shen Yiyi, to kill him, to avoid it being traced back to you.

Originally, I planned for Shen Yiyi to kill the Zen Rebel Monk, but I was afraid it might backfire, given the Zen Rebel Monk's cultivation..."

"You couldn't bring yourself to do it."

The man in white gently stripped off Wanyan Su's clothes, chuckling, "After all, he was your first man."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wanyan Su suddenly turned around, trembling all over.

The man in white ignored the woman's angry and sorrowful gaze, his fingers caressing her skin as he softly spoke:

"All things arise due to causes and conditions, all things perish by causes and conditions. The Buddha says everything is empty in the law of arising and perishing of causes and conditions... Back then, the Esoteric Sect's Saint Buddha didn't believe it, so he was punished by the Heavenly Dao, unable to rise again.

However, he was clever, feigning nirvana and leaving behind three so-called Reincarnation Relics, intending to use these three relics to resist the Heavenly Tribulation and aid his Ascension."

"Do you believe in causes and conditions?"

Wanyan Su suddenly calmed down, staring straight at the enchantingly beautiful person before her.

At this moment, her clothes had been completely removed.

Just like a stark naked lamb.

However, on the woman's jade-like skin, there appeared scars and bruises of various sizes.

The criss-crossing scars were startling to behold.

With the fingertip of the man in white gently sliding across, new wounds appeared, faint traces of blood seeping out, strikingly vivid against the snowy skin.

Yet Wanyan Su seemed oblivious to the pain, making no move to resist.

Instead, she slightly squinted her phoenix eyes, a near-enchanted expression surfacing on her face, as if she were enjoying something.

The man in white did not answer her question, merely tilting his head slightly, asking a bizarre question: "Do you feel unfamiliar with the person you see in the mirror?"

Wanyan Su said, "I don't know."

The man in white chuckled softly upon hearing this.

The smile bloomed on his already extraordinarily handsome face, looking a hundred times more beautiful than any woman in the world, seemingly carrying a captivating allure that could overturn the world,

Wanyan Su stared, entranced, as two lines of clear tears uncontrollably slid down her cheeks, murmuring, "Tan, I'm willing to die for you."

"I know."

The slender fingers of the man in white, like bamboo shoots, slightly curled.

Then, his fingertip slowly pierced into Wanyan Su's heart.

Wanyan Su's face showed a pained expression, her delicate features slightly twisted from the pain, beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down, soaking the strands of hair beside her cheeks.

Even so, she didn't resist, nor did she make a sound, merely gritting her teeth tightly, enduring the heart-piercing pain.

As if, as long as it was something this person did, no matter how agonizing, she would relish it.

The man in white's hand almost completely pierced into her heart.

The man in white gently grasped the thumping heart, feeling the tremor of life, watching the woman's painful expression, a frenzied and fierce light burning in his eyes.

After a long while, the man in white slowly withdrew his hand.

Amazingly, once the man in white's hand was withdrawn, the gruesome wound on Wanyan Su's heart gradually healed on its own, leaving only a faint scar.

The man in white wiped the bloodstains off his hand and said, "I gave the Dragon Heart Jade to Ran Qingchen."

Wanyan Su was taken aback, suddenly realizing something: "Ran Qingchen falling into demonic ways earlier, was your doing?"

The man in white smiled faintly: "Ran Qingchen wanted to fully succumb to the Asura Path, yet couldn't let go of emotions, so I simply gave her a push to make her have no scruples.

Besides, my biggest enemies now are Li Guanshi, Yan Changqing, and that woman Jiang Wan. To rid myself of them, Ran Qingchen must fall into demonic ways.

Additionally, I had originally planned for the Double Evil Couple to try capturing that girl named Jiang Erliang alive, to see if they could impose restrictions on Jiang Wan, but a mysterious expert intervened, preventing success.

However, now that the Esoteric Sect's Saint Buddha has appeared, Jiang Wan is no longer a concern. I just need to continue waiting, waiting for Ran Qingchen to completely fall into the Asura Path, by then..."

The man in white didn't continue, taking out a handkerchief to gently wipe the sweat off Wanyan Su's forehead, softly saying, "Go do something for me."

"What is it?"

Wanyan Su asked.

The man in white glanced at the mirror behind the woman, saying lightly:

"Help me find a mirror, a benevolent mirror, more precisely, a girl named Ci."