Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 861 - 420: Another Treasure Acquired_2

Chapter 861: Chapter 420: Another Treasure Acquired_2

Ye Zhuchan appeared desolate, her gaze lingering in the void for a moment, before she softly said:

"Nephew has come this time to ask for your help in protecting Brother Jiang, because Jiang has a test ahead with the Water Moon Dream Mirror. I tried to erase this test for him, but I didn’t succeed. Perhaps it’s because during the wedding back then..."

As Ye Zhuchan spoke to this point, a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes, then she continued, "In any case, I hope you can help protect him for a while."

"The Water Moon Dream Mirror, is it..."

Jiang Wan pondered, coldly said, "If I’m not mistaken, for the Water Moon Dream Mirror, one has to rely solely on oneself."

Ye Zhuchan gently nodded: "That’s right, but I’m worried someone might interfere midway."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Wan frowned.

But Ye Zhuchan’s figure gradually faded, finally disappearing at the cliff top.

"Hmph, the little girl has quite a mind."

Jiang Wan pursed her pink lips.

She turned her head to look at the Pagoda, murmuring: "Not someone from this world? This kid has quite a lot of secrets."

——

"You’re not from this world."

Upon hearing the Yin Spirit Envoy’s words, Jiang Shouzhong’s heart was stirred by a storm.

He pressed his lips tightly together; though he didn’t admit it verbally, the astonishment on his face already gave away the answer.

The Yin Spirit Envoy, seeing this, couldn’t help but laugh, his laughter carrying a bit of realization and sentiment:

"Looks like the Ghost King’s guess back then was correct. He always felt that in our world, once mortals die, their souls vanish. This isn’t a natural law but is constrained by some powerful force.

To be precise, the souls of mortals are like imprisoned, unable to manifest in the world.

However, due to some peculiar reasons, occasionally some souls slip through the net.

Only beings from other realms can see these missed souls of mortals, unlike us inhabitants of this world who are incapable of seeing them in any way."

Jiang Shouzhong, being wise and meticulous, keenly caught onto some key information from the Yin Spirit Envoy’s words, and couldn’t help but ask:

"So, the Ghost King indeed saw mortal souls?"

The Yin Spirit Envoy nodded, responding: "Indeed, the Ghost King saw them, which prompted his attempt to break conventions and walk this Ghost Path to Immortality."

Inside Jiang Shouzhong, thoughts surged; after a moment of hesitation, he couldn’t suppress his curiosity any longer and tentatively asked:

"The reason Heavenly Dao took action to kill the Ghost King surely can’t be simply because he sought immortality by massacring beings. Rather, the Ghost King discovered some secrets regarding the imprisonment of mortal souls, so..."

Here, Jiang Shouzhong stopped his words, refraining from continuing further.

The Yin Spirit Envoy’s gaze towards Jiang Shouzhong turned increasingly complex.

After a long silence, he slowly spoke: "Kid, sometimes playing dumb can help you live longer. There are some things that knowing too much about may not be beneficial."

Jiang Shouzhong instinctively looked up at the sky.

The Yin Spirit Envoy smiled faintly: "Don’t worry, this place is considered part of the Ghost King’s hell; even if those above want to eavesdrop, they can’t do it."

Jiang Shouzhong’s heart was stirred and restless.

He recalled the earlier conversation with Jiang Wan.

Those so-called "Immortals" deprived mortal longevity for the sake of immortality. Then surely the disappearance of souls following a mortal’s death is connected to these "Immortals."

The more Jiang Shouzhong thought, the more he felt an eerie sense of mystery in this matter.

It was as if an invisible net was quietly spreading behind the scenes.

Jiang Shouzhong realized he might have unknowingly already fallen into a vast conspiracy trap.

If he continues to investigate, surely those in the heavens will come to deal with him.

"Afraid?"

Perhaps predicting Jiang Shouzhong’s thoughts, the Yin Spirit Envoy’s eyes carried a hint of playfulness.

Jiang Shouzhong curled his lips nonchalantly and said:

"I’m not ascending; those lofty folks wouldn’t be so bored as to specifically come for me."

The Yin Spirit Envoy gently shook his head, his tone somber:

"Sometimes, the development of events doesn’t allow you the choice; the entanglement of cause and effect in this world is far more complex than you imagined."

Speaking of which, the Yin Spirit Envoy took out a bone-made ring and handed it to him.

The ring was polished to a shine, faintly surrounded by wisps of gloom.

"This is..."

Jiang Shouzhong frowned.

The Yin Spirit Envoy looked at Jiang Shouzhong and began to speak:

"Back then, the Ghost King had two Dark Envoys, the Yin Spirit Envoy and the Yang Spirit Envoy. As the Yin Spirit Envoy, my duty is to guard this Ghost City and manage its many affairs. The Yang Spirit Envoy, however, leads the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers, waging battles for the Ghost King outside.

Speaking of this, the Yin Spirit Envoy paused, a flash of resentment and regret passing through his eyes,

"After the Ghost King died, the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers were supposed to stay with me in this Ghost City. However, the Yang Spirit Envoy grew self-centered, betrayed the Ghost King, and left with the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers.

I’m restricted, unable to leave this Ghost City even by a step, but he is different. He is, in essence, a Demon Cultivator, free to roam outside.

The Yang Spirit Envoy has always been ambitious, trying to use the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers to achieve his own dominance, even aspiring to become the second Ghost King."

Jiang Shouzhong secretly thought: "No wonder the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers have cooperated with various factions over the years."

The Yin Spirit Envoy continued, saying: "This Ghost King Ring can summon the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers. I give it to you, hoping you will do one thing. If you ever encounter the Yang Spirit Envoy, clean up the mess for me and kill him!"

"You’re saying, you want to give the Snow Domain Divine Soldiers to me?"

Jiang Shouzhong was extremely surprised.

The Yin Spirit Envoy nodded with a smile, his eyes carrying a touch of inexplicable meaning:

"I believe that one day you’ll ascend to the heavens. I’m trapped in this Ghost City without the ability to avenge the Ghost King, so I place my hope for revenge on you.

Of course, how you choose to proceed in the future is entirely your decision. I’m just placing a bet here, like taking a gamble.

Anyway, I have nothing to lose. If luck favors me, what if I win?"

The Yin Spirit Envoy suddenly waved his arm, his large sleeve fluttering in the breeze, directly pointing to the high throne:

"The Immortal outside came to Ghost City, likely aiming for that thing."

Jiang Shouzhong looked closely, seeing a golden box on the throne, emitting a faint halo.

"After the Ghost King died, this box was all that was left. It’s said that inside is the Path of Immortality he sought all his life.

I’ve tried everything but couldn’t open it. Perhaps if you go to the heavens one day, you’ll be able to open it and obtain what’s inside."

The Yin Spirit Envoy spoke earnestly.

Listening to these words, Jiang Shouzhong’s expression became somewhat strange.

Why does it feel like he’s just drawing a big pie for me?

Isn’t it obvious he’s exploiting my curiosity about what’s in the box to lure me to the Immortal Realm?

Jiang Shouzhong silently grumbled.

Do you think I’m someone who easily falls for this trick?

Jiang Shouzhong took the Ghost King Ring, eagerly ran to the throne, picked up the palm-sized gold, and patted his chest, saying: "Don’t worry, senior. If I ever go to the heavens, I’ll surely make those Immortals accompany the Ghost King in burial."

Good things aren’t to be missed.

The Yin Spirit Envoy’s gaze was profound, quietly staring at Jiang Shouzhong standing before the throne.

In a trance, he seemed to see that majestic figure from the past through the person in front of him.

"The human path is distant, the immortal path is vast; the ghost path is joyful... hoping to live as long as the heavens and earth, to shine with the sun and moon alike..."

The Yin Spirit Envoy sighed deeply, "Master, can you see that day?"

Crack—

Cracks appeared in the great hall.

The cracks spread rapidly, covering the walls, dome, and floor.

And the Yin Spirit Envoy’s figure began to gradually dissipate.

As a strong light erupted from his body, Jiang Shouzhong instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes, only feeling the surroundings shake violently before calming after a long time.

Jiang Shouzhong slowly lowered his arms, raising his eyes to look around, only to be shocked to find himself standing on a pile of ruins.

The great hall and the pagoda were no longer, only piles of debris stacked everywhere.

The soldiers and Jianghu cultivators he had saved earlier now lay scattered in disarray on the open ground beside him, all in a coma.