Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

The small river meandered around the neatly arranged houses, glistening under the twilight.

The bamboo by the stream rustled in the evening breeze.

This was undoubtedly a place of tranquility and harmony.

Yan Changqing walked to the riverbank, placed the wine gourd in his hand on a nearby stone, and sat down on the ground.

"Anhe Village... this place truly lives up to the word 'Anhe' meaning peace and harmony."

Yan Changqing gazed around leisurely, a contented smile appearing on his face.

Beside him sat a man in a wheelchair.

This was none other than Fang, the second young master of Famous Sword Villa.

With a gentle and refined air, Fang, the second young master, took the wine gourd, tilted his head back, took a sip, and slowly recited:

"Houses surround a winding stream, bamboos wrap around the hills, yet the stream and hills exist amidst white clouds. Leaning on a staff by the stream, sitting on the hills, I share leisure with stream birds and mountain flowers."

Yan Changqing looked at him in surprise: "Did you write this?"

Fang, the second young master, smiled and shook his head, pulling out a filthy and crumpled piece of waste paper from his bosom, saying:

"I unintentionally found this in a ruined house nearby, signed by the words 'Shouzhong.' It seems to be someone's attempt to win a beauty's favor by pretending to be cultured."

Hearing this, Yan Changqing was dumbfounded with laughter.

That rascal has no sense of culture, just skilled in 'plagiarism,' acting like a scribe.

Not far away, Jiang Erliang was practicing swordsmanship with full concentration.

Jiang Que accompanied him.

Two young girls with completely different personalities, one lively and agile, the other gentle and serene, like the most beautiful scene in this elegant painting, pleasing to the eye.

Yan Changqing glanced at Jiang Erliang, then turned back to Fang, the second young master, and asked softly: "Truly not planning to recognize this niece?"

Fang, the second young master, closed his eyes, listening to the murmuring sound of the river.

After a long while, he softly said:

"Be she the future lady of Famous Sword Villa or your apprentice, the Sword Demon, she is, after all, Erliang. And she likes being Jiang Erliang; that is enough."

Yan Changqing nodded slightly in agreement, then changed the topic:

"In principle, Li Guanshi alone wouldn't easily bring down the entire Taoyuan Holy Land. How much effort did you put behind the scenes?"

Fang, the second young master, touched his nose, a helpless smile on his face: "Mr. Yan, you truly overestimate me. I'm nothing more than a cripple."

"A cripple of the Heavenly Human Realm?"

Just then, a woman's voice with a hint of mockery suddenly came from behind.

In the glow of twilight, the newcomer wore a light purple long dress, with a graceful figure, an ethereal temperament, as if a Goddess descended from the nine heavens, so beautiful that one couldn't look away.

Li Guanshi walked beside, lifting a strand of ink-like hair behind her ear, calmly saying: "Do you believe I could kick you, this wolf in sheep's clothing, into the river."

Fang, the second young master, instantly wore a bitter expression: "Taoist Li, after all, I helped you break the Heavenly Gate; there's no need to be so unfeeling."

Beside them, Yan Changqing's expression was complex.

Everyone said Yan Changqing is extraordinarily gifted, Zhao Wuxiu a darling of the heavens, and Li Guanshi with unmatchable fortune.

However, the truly hidden child of destiny behind the scenes turned out to be this seemingly disabled Fang, the second young master, sitting in a wheelchair.

He acted low-key, never ostentatious.

Hidden and undetected, deceiving the eyes of many.

Even those lofty Immortals probably never imagined, even until their death, that there was still a person in the shadows who could deliver a fatal stab at a critical moment.

Li Guanshi gazed at the splendid sunset in the sky, a faint smile emerging on her beautiful, unparalleled face, seemingly both a sigh and a self-murmur:

"Avoiding any karma, ignoring worldly matters, fearing being discovered by Immortals. If not for the appearance of Jiang Shouzhong, perhaps you would be the true savior of this world."

Fang, the second young master, quickly waved his hand, humbly saying:

"Taoist Li, please don't joke about me. The rise and fall of worldly grudges and loves, in my view, are just a passing wind, a transient rain."

Understanding mountains as mountains, waters as waters, fully enjoying every moment of life, this is what I truly pursue."

Li Guanshi tugged at her lips, saying nothing more.

The woman placed her hands behind her back, looked around the deserted village, and sighed: "To kill eighty-one Immortals single-handedly, that Zhu Chan girl surpasses us by far."

"Indeed."

Fang, the second young master, echoed with deep feeling, "It was a deadlock initially; she overturned it forcefully, this woman is terrifying."

Actually, for a long time, I wondered when she would strike Jiang Shouzhong. However, later I truly realized it was my own petty thinking."

Li Guanshi chuckled lightly: "Actually killing Jiang Shouzhong was part of her plan, after all, he is the once true Human Emperor, how could he be oppressed?"

Yet, man's plans are inferior to heaven's plans; she ultimately underestimated the power of 'love,' and eventually trapped herself in this web."

Yan Changqing picked up the wine pot and jested with a laugh:

"In short, that boy's charisma is too great, even someone like you, Li Guanshi, would fall deep, let alone Zhu Chan, that girl."

Upon hearing this, Li Guanshi gnashed her teeth in anger, glaring at Yan Changqing:

"And you still have the face to speak, if it wasn't for you meddling and transferring the Karma Line to me, would I have been forced to fall in love with that boy?"

Yan Changqing quickly made an innocent gesture: "This was not my idea; it was the sneaky idea of this boy."

Yan Changqing pointed to Fang, the second young master:

"He said he wanted to see how the fall into love of the world's most beautiful woman would look like."