Who Said My Wife Is A Demon!

“It’s you!”

Xiang Tianlin, disheveled and with bloodshot eyes wide open, stared fixedly as if he had encountered his mortal enemy.

But the standoff lasted only a moment. He suddenly turned and, with nimble footwork, swiftly darted into the depths of the mountain path.

Yang Shifei quickly turned around and shouted, “Master Jiang, please hold off these people!”

With that, he picked up Luo Xian’er beside him and rushed towards the young mare that had been called back by the girl’s whistle. He leaped onto the horse’s back and snapped the reins.

“Go!”

The horse neighed and galloped away.

As the two chased deeper into the woods, Jiang Wuyou’s expression turned grave, and he suddenly appeared in front of Li Yucong and the others.

“Disciples, my old friend, stay here and keep me company.”

…

Two figures, separated by several dozen meters, hurried through the dense forest.

Weeds grew all around, and the morning light was gradually dimming, with a faint chill permeating the air.

Yang Shifei deftly pushed aside branches and twigs, leaping agilely through the woods, his cold gaze fixed on the fleeing figure not far ahead.

With too many branches and vines in the deep forest, it was difficult for the horses to continue the pursuit, so after chasing for a while, Yang Shifei dismounted and continued on foot, gradually closing the distance between them.

“This person is injured, and his strength should be slightly weakened. With my preparations…I can fight him.”

Before leaving the city, Luo Xian’er had explained the weaknesses and pressure points of the Nine Layers Sect martial arts.

After the recent battle, Yang Shifei was convinced that the extreme calmness and reaction speed brought about by the cold energy in his body could help him identify the pressure points of his opponent, giving him the confidence to face Xiang Tianlin alone.

“At this distance, it should be far enough from the Chief Constable and his men. If there really are ambushes monitoring Miss Luo’s every move, then when both of us are exhausted, it will be their time to act.”

Yang Shifei glanced back and saw that Luo Xian’er had also dismounted and was stumbling towards them.

Good, Miss Luo is already playing her part, and quite convincingly.

He thought to himself and immediately shouted, “Xiang Tianlin, you killed your wives and daughter, and yet you have the nerve to run away?!”

“━Who killed them?!”

Sure enough, Xiang Tianlin’s fleeing figure suddenly halted, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Facing the fierce gaze of the opponent, Yang Shifei remained calm, stopping his steps when they were less than ten meters apart.

“Who killed them, you know in your heart.”

“How would I know?!” Xiang Tianlin instinctively roared in anger, but his expression suddenly froze. “My wife and daughter… when did they die?”

Yang Shifei’s eyes were cold. “They died several days ago and are lying in coffins at your home.”

“No, they were clearly alive and well. You’re trying to scare me!” Xiang Tianlin’s expression turned cold, and his internal energy surged, displaying the unquestionable aura of an expert.

For a moment, the cold wind rustled through the trees, sending a chill through the bones.

Yang Shifei clenched his fists, showing no fear in the face of the imposing pressure.

“Since they are still alive, why did you sneak into the yamen to steal secrets, and why did you flee in fear, only to end up like this in the end?”

“Because… they have the ability to cure my wife and daughter!”

Xiang Tianlin’s eyes were bloodshot, and he became increasingly frantic, until he suddenly roared and charged forward like a shooting star!

Yang Shifei’s pupils contracted. The cold energy inside his body spread almost like an explosion, causing him to retreat and dodge.

But the opponent’s movements were obviously faster. Seeing the claw-like fingers reaching towards his face, Yang Shifei immediately twisted his body to evade sideways and countered with a palm strike to the opponent’s side.

“Do you think you can stop me with just this?!”

Xiang Tianlin shouted explosively, grabbing Yang Shifei’s wrist and swinging his arm forcefully.

The surging internal energy brought about astonishing power. Yang Shifei’s vision blurred momentarily as he was thrown into the air with a spin.

Just as he raised his gaze, a deadly punch was coming straight at him.

“——!”

Yang Shifei’s breath caught, and the shadow of the fist rapidly approached within his pupils.

Amidst the surge of cold qi, his mind suddenly cleared, and in the blink of an eye, he twisted his waist and leaned back to dodge the direct attack, lifting his knee to forcefully strike the opponent’s elbow, disrupting the momentum of the punch.

Then, seizing the opponent’s left arm with his legs and grabbing his palm with his hand, he gathered his entire body’s strength and abruptly twisted!

Both sides soared into the air, spinning several times before crashing heavily to the ground.

Amidst the flying dust, Yang Shifei forcibly broke free from the opponent’s wrist, kicked backward while lying on the ground. Meanwhile, Xiang Tianlin, lying on the ground, also threw a punch.

Boom!

The fists clashed, and the powerful winds dispersed as both sides took advantage of the momentum to retreat.

Yang Shifei used both palms to trace a few meters on the ground, then suddenly slammed the ground and spun in mid-air, landing steadily.

Xiang Tianlin leveraged his strength to rise, lightly pushed off the ground with one foot, and then shook off the three layers of internal force that had blasted into his body.

The dust dispersed, and a few leaves slowly drifted down.

Yang Shifei breathed steadily, his mind still calm and clear. But in Xiang Tianlin’s heart, there was a hint of surprise.

This kid’s strength was actually stronger than it was a few days ago. Even his straightforward punches had become more subtle, and his internal force was even more elusive and unpredictable.

It had only been a few days, how did this kid become stronger?!

“I have a question.”

Yang Shifei suddenly spoke up, facing Xiang Tianlin’s ever-changing gaze. He tightened his fists again. “With your position as the head of the Nine Layers Sect, are you still afraid of not being able to find renowned domestic doctors to help?”

“They… couldn’t cure it.” Xiang Tianlin’s fists clenched, and his veins bulged. “Because they couldn’t cure it, that’s why I had to find someone to help!”

“Couldn’t cure it, or simply couldn’t be cured?”

Yang Shifei said coldly, “Your wives and daughter have only been ‘sick’ for a few days. Have you really sought medical treatment from renowned doctors?”

“You—”

“And even if you manage to save your wives and daughter, what then?”

Yang Shifei interrupted him, his gaze sharp. “Because of your treasonous acts, the Nine Layers Sect have been completely suppressed. As the master of a sect, the head of a family, you have disregarded all responsibilities, leaving behind your disciples and innocent wives and daughter. Do you know what fate awaits them?”

Xiang Tianlin’s murderous aura gradually dissipated, his mouth slightly agape, a hint of confusion flashing across his face.

“They… they will—”

“They will be exiled to the border, have their martial arts abolished, and may even lose their heads.”

Yang Shifei sneered, “Let’s not talk about the other disciples for now. Your wives and daughter, who are closest to you, will suffer the most. You claim to have betrayed your country to save them. Have you ever thought about this outcome?”

Xiang Tianlin’s mind was shaken, trembling as he held his head, staggering back two steps.

“Yes, why did I run away to save them if it’s meaningless?”

“Not only is it meaningless,” Yang Shifei said firmly, “but you’ve even killed them!”

Xiang Tianlin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes wide open, murmuring excuses like ‘it wasn’t me’, but his body seemed to waver even more.

His face changed rapidly, and he suddenly clenched his fists, smashing them against the tree trunk behind him, causing leaves to scatter.

“It’s me… it’s me!”

Xiang Tianlin’s eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat streaming down. “Yes, they’re dead… dead!”

In silence, a hint of confusion and shock flashed deep in his eyes, as if he remembered something, turning into horror and grief.

“It’s me… I killed them?!”

Xiang Tianlin grabbed his hair tightly, as if trying to tear off his scalp, then fell to his knees, letting out a mournful howl.

Yang Shifei was secretly puzzled.

Seeing his reaction, did he recall the truth?

Can the Murk be reversed?

“Just a coincidence.”

At this time, Luo Xian’er, panting heavily, arrived by his side. Sweat dripped from her forehead. “After all, they are martial artists close to the level of a grandmaster, mentally strong, so they can barely regain consciousness briefly under stimulation. But it won’t last long.”

Xiang Tianlin gradually stopped roaring, leaning against an ancient tree and swaying as he stood up again.

“Thank you… for temporarily reminding me of many things.”

His hoarse and trembling voice betrayed his emotional turmoil.

“You remembered?”

“Yes. As the head of the sect, I deceived others and even lost control and killed my wives and daughter.”

Xiang Tianlin lifted his head, two streams of bloody tears flowing from his eyes, pulling up a twisted smile of collapse. “I can only continue to pretend to be normal, making excuses that my family went out for an outing, thinking delusionally that they are still alive, still can be saved.”

Yang Shifei’s heart trembled. “Why did you do that?”

“I don’t understand.”

Xiang Tianlin pounded his head heavily with his fist, blood and tears streaming continuously. “It’s as if there’s another ‘me’ in my mind, unable to resist doing whatever I want, even having hallucinations, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. I can’t resist, let alone treason, I might even kill on sight in the future.”

He gradually tightened his right hand, tearing the tree trunk apart with his five fingers.

Then, Xiang Tianlin seemed to make a certain determination, smiling bitterly:

“Kill me.”

“Let me, as a martial artist, leave behind a little dignity, and die at your hands before I go completely insane.”