Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 905 - 440: Peach Zishang (Volume 4, Finale)

Chapter 905: Chapter 440: Peach Zishang (Volume 4, Finale)

Surprise, conflict, pain...

Various emotions collided within Fang Zishang’s heart.

Looking at the innocent little girl in front of him, Fang Zishang’s hand, holding the bone dagger, trembled more intensely.

"Don’t blame me... don’t blame me..."

Fang Zishang placed the sharp edge against her chest and murmured, "I only want to bring back my wife, I’m sorry... people are selfish."

He was determined to stab the dagger into the girl’s heart, yet he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

His knuckles gripping the dagger turned white.

Fang Zishang’s eyes were bloodshot, red like fire, staring at the girl fiercely, yet as if seeing nothing.

"Ah!!"

Fang Zishang suddenly clutched his head, letting out a pained and helpless cry.

He rushed to the stone door, pounding and hacking furiously, tears flooding his face: "Fang Zishang! You’ve already killed so many innocent people, what difference does one more make!?"

The man’s legs gave way, he knelt to the ground, frantically pulling at his hair, tearing it out.

As if he was trying to rip out the sorrow and anger filling his body.

"Zishang..."

His ears rang with a woman’s voice, faint and distant, as if drifting from a void far away.

Wife!

Fang Zishang looked around in bewilderment.

"Husband, kill her... Kill her and you’ll see me..."

"Husband, I miss you so much."

"Husband..."

Fang Zishang turned to look at the blood-stained stone door, tears blurred his vision.

He clenched his teeth and staggered to the stone coffin, raised the dagger high, muttered, "Don’t blame me, if there’s another life, I’ll apologize then."

The man swung down the dagger again.

The dagger tip pierced the skin, blooming a spread of crimson blood.

But the dagger did not pierce Er Liang’s body; instead, it pierced Fang Zishang’s own chest.

The enticing cries at his ears disappeared together.

Simultaneously, a sharp woman’s scream arose.

Only to see a red mist emerging from Fang Zishang’s body.

The red mist gradually condensed into a human shape, becoming a woman in a wedding gown.

"Indeed... You Tan..."

Fang Zishang looked at the bride, muttering,

"No, you’re not You Tan, you’re just a residual soul of You Tan. She was terrified of dying without resurrection, so she hid a piece of her soul within me early on."

The residual soul of You Tan glanced at the little girl in the stone coffin, spoke softly, "Why not kill her? Killing her will let you open the stone door, see your wife."

"Why do you want to go in?"

Fang Zishang coughed, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, smiled bitterly, "Do you also believe the dead can be resurrected? Or do you have some treasure hidden in the altar’s secret room to help you revive?"

He took the heavy sword in his hand, whispered:

"This sword, I forged for thirteen years, it’s the Forging Technique my wife once researched. It never succeeded at Famous Sword Villa, so the old man denied it.

But I believed in my wife, so I kept trying, finally... I forged it, weighing a thousand pounds. I named it — Peach. It’s the name my wife gave to our child. How do you think this name is?"

Fang Zishang gripped the sword’s hilt with both hands, standing before the stone coffin.

"With me here, you can’t kill this girl."

You Tan sighed, "Fang Zishang, oh Fang Zishang, you really think yourself a good person. Originally, I wished to spare your life. Since you wish to join your wife in hell, then I shall, fulfill your wish."

Swoosh!

You Tan vanished from where she stood.

The next moment, she appeared before Fang Zishang.

Bang!

Fang Zishang was sent flying.

The stone coffin also toppled to the ground.

You Tan’s five fingers captured and pulled in the bone dagger that had fallen to the ground, poised to stab towards Jiang Erliang.

But a Sword Qi roared in.

Within the Sword Qi was the power to shatter souls.

You Tan dodged aside, sending Fang Zishang flying again with another palm strike. Unexpectedly, the blood Fang Zishang spat turned into a Blood Sword, piercing her body.

Her soul visibly dimmed.

"Courting death!"

You Tan’s face twisted, rushed up to the man, trying to seize his throat.

The heavy sword in Fang Zishang’s hand seemed to rebound with an invisible force, slashing out trails of afterimages.

These afterimages wove into a dense net of swords, enveloping You Tan.

You Tan immediately drew a Dharma Seal, the red of the wedding gown faded away, turning into white, like mourning clothes.

And the faded red, strand by strand wound around her arm, transformed into a sinister lotus, breaking through the sword net, then entangling Fang Zishang completely.

"These years, I haven’t killed you because you are useful, not because I can’t kill you!"

You Tan moved her fingers, coldly said, "If not trapped here, a thousand of you would mean nothing to me!"

Blood trails were carved all over Fang Zishang’s body, blood trickled down.

Fang Zishang laughed, "If it was the old you, I naturally wouldn’t stand a chance, but now you’re just a residual soul, I even heavily injured you earlier, how dare you boast so shamelessly!"

With that, the thousand-pound heavy sword named "Peach," with a life of its own, flew out, bursting into brilliant light.

"Tai Chu!"

Fang Zishang shaped a sword technique with his hands.

The red silk lines on his body shattered by the inch.

Where swords and man met, he grasped the sword hilt, surrounded by Sword Qi transforming into a tangible storm, expanding with him at its center.

You Tan’s expression changed, retreated rapidly.

"Sky-breaking!"

Fang Zishang held the sword in both hands, lifted it high above his head, then swung it down fiercely.

A crescent-shaped golden Sword Qi roared forward.

You Tan retreated once more.

The half-broken stone pillar shattered, debris flew about, dust clouds spread thickly.

Yet the momentum of the Sword Qi didn’t diminish, continued to slice ahead, gouging out a deep trench upon the earth.