Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

And Jiang Shouzhong could fulfill her desires.

What was even rarer and more precious was that Jiang Shouzhong not only cared for her but also respected her deeply.

Especially since this man knew how to show vulnerability and acknowledge his mistakes.

He knew how to be attracted by her, yet he remained rational.

He wasn't solely demonstrating his understanding of her or manipulating her capabilities.

But the contradiction lay in that the more Jiang Shouzhong behaved in ways that made her like him, the more perfect he seemed, the more inexplicably anxious she felt inside, making her want to grasp this man tightly.

Once things didn't go her way, she would inexplicably lose her temper.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

She got up from the man's embrace, walked to the window, gazed at the distant city tower, and murmured:

"You will hate me for sure, sooner or later. No matter how beautiful a woman is, there will come a day when you're tired of looking at her. If I act unreasonably too many times, you will feel exhausted.

Spending a lifetime together, leaving out physical appearance, is merely about the compatibility of personalities, preferably gentle and virtuous ones. In this aspect, I am quite a failure and can never..."

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said, "There are a hundred flowers, each with its fragrance. How can you be sure I won't like your rose?"

"I'm just afraid the thorns on this rose of mine will wound you until you're covered in blood."

Jiang Yi's tone carried a hint of self-mockery.

Just as Jiang Shouzhong was about to offer more words of comfort, a sudden commotion erupted outside.

Jiang Shouzhong opened the door, only to be shocked by the sight of a young man wearing the attire of a Mingjing Valley disciple, stumbling into the inn, covered in blood, causing the surrounding guests to hurriedly make way.

The innkeeper assumed the man had experienced some Jianghu vendetta and quickly stepped forward to avoid trouble, saying, "Young hero, our inn is full. You see—"

"Tell me, which room did Zhou Zhilin stay in before?"

The young man grabbed the innkeeper by the collar, demanding.

The innkeeper turned pale with fright, trembling as he pointed to a room on the second floor, "Do you mean Young Hero Zhou? He... he was staying in that room."

The young man pushed the innkeeper aside and dragged his injured body, staggering upward.

He pushed open the room where Zhou Zhilin had been staying and started rummaging inside, eventually finding something resembling a jade-carved toad in a flowerpot in the corner.

"There is hope... There is hope..."

The young man looked delighted.

Just as he was about to leave, he was blocked by Jiang Shouzhong.

"Where are the other people from Mingjing Valley?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked.

Seeing someone in his way, the young man angrily retorted, "Get out of my way!" As he said this, he attempted to push Jiang Shouzhong away.

But as soon as his hand reached out, Jiang Shouzhong grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"Where are the other people from Mingjing Valley?"

Jiang Shouzhong asked again.

The young man struggled to breathe, letting out pained sounds from his throat.

"Let me ask."

Jiang Yi appeared at the door, gesturing for Jiang Shouzhong to release the man.

Her eyes subtly glowed with an eerie purple light, like two ghostly fires flickering, staring directly at the Mingjing Valley disciple.

"What happened? Where are the others?"

Jiang Yi inquired.

The disciple's expression turned instantly dazed as he met Jiang Yi's gaze.

He opened his mouth woodenly, "We encountered... at Feiyan Cave..."

However, before he could finish, black blood suddenly oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his body convulsed violently. His flesh began to shrink and collapse, and his skin turned a dark blue.

Soon after, the man slumped to the side and fell silent.

At that moment, a bug resembling a firefly flew out from his nostril.

As the bug was about to fly out the window, it was pinned to the wall by Jiang Shouzhong's thrown flying sword.

Jiang Shouzhong walked to the wall, pulled out the flying sword, and looked at the small black bug on the sword's tip, frowning, "It looks a bit like a Gu Worm from Miaojiang."

"Unfortunately, we asked too late."

Looking at the dead body of the man on the ground, Jiang Yi was quite frustrated.

Noticing the jade-carved toad in the man's hand, Jiang Shouzhong picked it up and examined it closely, saying slowly, "This guy risked his life to come here to find this thing. Could it be a Magic Treasure?"

He tried to inject some Spiritual Power into it, but there was no response.

Jiang Yi then went downstairs to inquire with the innkeeper and guests about the Feiyan Cave.

After learning the exact location of Feiyan Cave, Jiang Yi said to Jiang Shouzhong, "It seems that the people from Mingjing Valley might have encountered something in Feiyan Cave. Should we go take a look?"

Jiang Shouzhong thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Let's go take a look."

After a brief tidying up, Jiang Shouzhong took Er Liang and Jiang Yi and left the inn, heading to Feiyan Cave.

Feiyan Cave is south of the Capital City, about two hours on horseback.

By the time they arrived at Feiyan Cave, it was sunset.

Feiyan Cave is not just a cave, but a valley, with many stone caves of different sizes. Most of the stone caves have already collapsed and been destroyed.

At this moment, a faint mist permeated the valley.

The three hadn't walked far when they found some bloodstains on the ground.

Following the bloodstains, they arrived at the entrance of a larger cave, where Jiang Shouzhong spotted a few corpses belonging to the disciples of Mingjing Valley.

These corpses died the same way as the disciple who had previously gone to the inn, clearly having suffered an attack by Gu Worms.

Jiang Shouzhong continued to investigate inside, and corpses were visible everywhere.

Soon, the three reached the end.

At the end was a sturdy stone door, with two corpses lying beside it. One of the female corpses had half of her right leg crushed, with some flesh still stuck in the cracks of the stone door.

Apparently, this female disciple tried to escape but got her leg crushed by the stone door.

"The people of Mingjing Valley came here likely searching for a mirror."

Jiang Shouzhong analyzed, "but it's unclear what they provoked, leading to their demise."

Jiang Shouzhong attempted to open it by brute force, but the stone door's hardness exceeded his expectations.

Even with Jiang Yi's assistance, it couldn't be broken.

"The mechanism to open the door should be on the inside."

Jiang Yi said.

Jiang Shouzhong furrowed his brows, but when his gaze fell upon a small gap at the bottom of the door leaf, a sudden inspiration flashed in his mind. He immediately took out the Zodiac Map and released the Rat Demon, instructing:

"Go to the other side, open the door, be careful."

"Yes, master."

The Rat Demon turned into a small white rat and squeezed into the gap.

Soon, the Rat Demon triggered the mechanism on the other side, and the stone door slowly opened.

The Rat Demon transformed into a human form and clung to Jiang Shouzhong, coquettishly asking, "Master, isn't the rat impressive?"

"Impressive."

Jiang Shouzhong patted the Rat Demon's head.

Seeing Jiang Yi looking on with a half-smile, Jiang Shouzhong's expression stiffened, hurriedly retrieved the Rat Demon into the Zodiac Map, and laughed awkwardly, "It still has some use."

"Perhaps its use could be greater."

Jiang Yi said with hidden meaning.

Not waiting for the man's response, she smiled and turned to continue walking towards the interior of the cave.

Jiang Shouzhong shook his head helplessly.

This woman, even jealous of the rat.

Entering the interior of the cave, there were no more corpses, but strangely, the surroundings were lined with candles.

The candles were extinguished.

And next to each candle, there was a wooden Nuomian Mask.

Until the three arrived at a spacious cavern.

The cave had no light, only some lotus-like lanterns hanging around emitting a faint glow.

In the center stood a stone platform.

On the stone platform lay a small figure.

Approaching closer, Jiang Yi was shocked to find it was the beggar boy she had encountered before, seemingly named Fu Erbao.

"You know him?"

Seeing the surprise on Jiang Yi's face, Jiang Shouzhong asked curiously.

Jiang Yi nodded slightly, briefly recounting the encounter with the beggar boy. While explaining, Jiang Yi suddenly remembered the boy mentioned something about a mirror.

"Could it be..."

Jiang Yi's expression was strange, muttering, "It can't be such a coincidence."

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked puzzled.

Jiang Yi recounted the story of Fu Erbao finding a mirror, and Jiang Shouzhong was also quite surprised.

"Could the mirror Fu Erbao found be that Demon Mirror?"

Jiang Shouzhong looked down at the stone platform's small boy, who seemed to still have a breath, and thought to himself.

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to reach out to touch Fu Erbao when suddenly a cold voice echoed from behind, "I advise you not to do that, otherwise you'll die a miserable death."