Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1021: Qin Ruan and the Third Master Are Well-Matched Opponents, This Woman Is Not to Be Underestimated

Chapter 1021: Chapter 1021: Qin Ruan and the Third Master Are Well-Matched Opponents, This Woman Is Not to Be Underestimated

Qin Ruan loosened the grip of her palm, and the Golden Whip consciously flew toward several evil spirits.

No matter how fast they fled, they couldn’t outpace the Golden Whip, their insubstantial soul bodies were almost instantaneously restrained by it.

These evil spirits were not the wandering souls that lingered in the Mortal World all year round; they carried the Dark Evil Energy of the Netherworld’s Purgatory.

Qin Ruan gazed at the evil spirits bound by the Golden Whip flying towards her, the golden light swirling around her growing more intense.

One of the evil spirits, intimidated by the Nether Power radiating from her, pleaded with fear and trepidation, "Master, please spare us, we have never harmed any living beings!"

What they devoured were the souls of the deceased, to cultivate and strengthen their Puppet Power.

Being a Puppet was not easy nowadays, and the weak would end up being food for others.

Qin Ruan’s cold eyes released a chilling light as she interrogated them, "You are Purgatory’s evil Puppets, how did you manage to escape? Do you know the consequences of disrupting the Mortal World’s order?"

The emaciated Puppet trembled as it spoke, "We have been imprisoned in Purgatory for nearly a hundred years, and one day, the barrier between the Netherworld and the Mortal World vanished, so we all came up in a daze."

Qin Ruan glanced sideways at the speaking Puppet and sneered coldly at it, "The Netherworld has a million Underworld Envoys, do you think I believe what you say?"

She held the handle of the Golden Whip, and the Nether Power binding several souls tightened.

The suffering Puppets cried out in alarm, "Master! What we said is true! Every soul imprisoned in the Netherworld knows that the barrier between the Netherworld and the Mortal World is weakening by the day."

Hearing that the barrier between the Netherworld and the Mortal World was gradually weakening, Qin Ruan’s delicate features subtly changed.

She remembered what Hui Cheng had once told her and the doubts she had about the identity of Third Young Master.

Hui Cheng had mentioned that the Emperor of Fengdu, the Northern Dark Son of Heaven, could activate time reversal, but the cost was significant too.

The greatest consequence would be the weakening barrier between the Netherworld and the Mortal World. The Eighteen Layers of Hell in the Netherworld and the evil Puppets of Fengdu’s Purgatory would all become restless, and the Mortal World might face a disastrous calamity of life and death.

Lan An said that the Buddha Beads that Third Young Master wore on his hand were the life-bound magical treasure of the Emperor of Fengdu.

She now strongly suspected that these two matters were inevitably connected to Third Young Master.

Qin Ruan’s eyes turned frosty as she stared solemnly at the Puppets before her, "Although you have not slain any living beings, you carry the Dark Evil Energy of the Netherworld. Linger too long in the Mortal World, and you will inevitably involve innocent people. I am summoning the Underworld Envoys to take you back. Do you acquiesce or not?"

The leading soul, struggling under the oppressive force, quietly inquired, "Master, we’ve kept to our own paths without crossing yours. Can’t you just pretend you didn’t see us?"

They had only just come out and were not willing to go back at all.

The Mortal World was wonderful, full of the scent of life, and they hadn’t breathed such fresh air in nearly a hundred years.

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes and appraised them, her tone light and indifferent, "It’s not impossible."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you for your mercy, Master!"

Several Puppets hurriedly bowed and apologized, their faces filled with surprise and delight.

Qin Ruan’s red lips curved into a mocking sneer, her entire being radiating an icy chill as she said coldly, "Since you do not wish to return to the Netherworld, and to prevent the mortal innocents from being implicated by you, I will now disperse your souls, sparing me the trouble of summoning the Underworld Envoys!"

As soon as her words fell, she tugged on the Golden Whip in her hand, and the whip binding the souls contracted to its limit.

The Nether Power within the whip infiltrated the Puppets’ soul bodies, causing them pain as if their entire bodies were being torn apart, comparable to the torments of Purgatory’s Hellfire.

Suddenly, they all begged for mercy, "Master, please spare us!"

"We’ll go back! We’ll go back right now!"

"Please have mercy! I only had twenty more years until I could reincarnate, please spare my life, Master!"

Compared to having their souls shattered, they much preferred to return to the Netherworld to await reincarnation.

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes that were steeped in coldness, a wild murderous intent surrounding her, "If there’s a next time, will you still flee from the Netherworld?"

"We dare not!"

"We won’t dare to come up again—"

At this moment, the thought of escaping was the furthest thing from their minds.

The power of the Underworld God pierced their soul bodies as if they were roasted over Hellfire, and the unbearable pain they suffered was immense.

Qin Ruan immediately summoned the Underworld Envoys from the Netherworld.

Concerned about her second brother’s injuries, she handed the Puppets over to the Underworld Envoy and then turned to leave.

In the distance, Fu Ziqiu, sitting on Yin Tianlin’s Aston Martin, witnessed with his own eyes Qin Ruan waving her hands frantically at the empty air, with a fierce and cruel expression on her face, occasionally saying something.

This scene, which was chilling to behold, made one’s scalp tingle.

Yin Tianlin gripped the steering wheel tighter, a look of suspicion appearing on his handsome face, "Brother Ziqiu, are you sure Madam Huo really cured Big Cousin’s condition?"

This was the first time he had seen Qin Ruan muttering to herself like that, and deep down, he found it somewhat hard to accept.

He would involuntarily compare her to the charlatans portrayed in films and television, which was unsettling.

A particularly subtle feeling brushed his nerves, eerily surreal.

Fu Ziqiu watched Qin Ruan walk towards the Huo Family’s car, then pulled his gaze back, speaking solemnly to Yin Tianlin, "Nonsense, haven’t you seen who she is? Qin Ruan is currently the hottest mystic master in Capital City, and every sect wants to enlist her!"

Yin Tianlin’s grip on the steering wheel loosened slightly, his fingertips tapping lightly on its leather contour, still puzzled, "How did she get involved with Third Master Huo? Their lives clearly have no intersection."

Fu Ziqiu, with the air of someone experienced, said with gravity, "You better not underestimate that woman. I heard she ascended by pregnancy."

Yin Tianlin furrowed his brows, "What do you mean by that?"

Fu Ziqiu leaned back in his seat, elaborating, "Before Qin Ruan and Third Master Huo got their marriage certificate, she was already pregnant. As the third generation of the Huo family’s main line has only Third Master Huo, when the old patriarch learned of the prospect of a fourth generation, he personally decided. Regardless of Qin Ruan’s background, she was to be married into the family."

He turned his head, asking Yin Tianlin, "Do you know why?"

The latter shook his head honestly.

Fu Ziqiu lowered his voice to tell him, "Third Master Huo doesn’t have much longer to live, which is plainly understood by all the families in Capital City. He has only a few years left."

Yin Tianlin pursed his lips, looking incredulous, "I saw Third Master Huo recently, and he didn’t seem like someone who would die young."

Fu Ziqiu’s brows lifted slightly, his face showing a ’you-know-nothing’ mysterious expression.

"Do you know how the Nangong family fell from grace?"

Once again, Yin Tianlin shook his head.

Fu Ziqiu glanced at the Huo Family’s luxury car in front of them, leaned closer to Yin Tianlin, and spoke in a hushed tone, "Eldest Young Master Nangong, which is Nangong Chang, took a fancy to Qin Ruan. Their family even colluded with the Witch Clan. It was also the Witch Clan that revealed the Third Master only had less than ten years to live. All the major families in Capital City know this."

The hand gripping the steering wheel tightened once more, "Is there any possibility that the news is fake?"

Fu Ziqiu shook his head, "Impossible. It was said that last year, Third Master Huo was outraged over a beauty, but not many believed it. Most think he used that as an excuse to deal with the Nangong Family."

He then cautioned Yin Tianlin, "Just listen to this and keep it to yourself. Don’t stir trouble for the family.

Don’t underestimate Qin Ruan. It’s not just her mysteriously unfathomable mystic arts but also when Third Master Huo’s life reaches its end, her twins will become the next Huo family’s power holders. By then, the entire Huo family will be under her control."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tianlin’s heart skipped inexplicably.

"Brother Ziqiu, do you think if Third Master Huo really passes away, Qin Ruan might remarry?"

"Smack!"

Fu Ziqiu slapped him on the head.

Yin Tianlin’s head, which had recently suffered a concussion from a car accident, buzzed again.

He looked at the person beside him with a pitiful gaze, "Brother Ziqiu!"

Fu Ziqiu glared with widened eyes, warning out loud, "Brat, put away those thoughts of yours. She’s not someone you can touch!"

Yin Tianlin also widened his eyes in disbelief, "I didn’t say anything, don’t wrong me!"

Even if he did feel an attraction to Qin Ruan, he wouldn’t make a move on the woman he had admired since he was a kid.

Moreover, Yin Tianlin was well aware that Qin Ruan was out of his league.

Fu Ziqiu glanced at him sidelong, "Yes, you didn’t say anything, but your eyes, when you see Qin Ruan, can barely peel away from her.

This is not the kind of woman an ordinary man can control. Although there are doubts about last year’s incident of Third Master Huo enraged over a beauty, he’s utterly submissive to Qin Ruan, which is very odd!"

"How is that odd?" Yin Tianlin said, clutching his head, unable to comprehend.

Fu Ziqiu looked at him as if he were looking at a fool.

If it weren’t for the fact he was his younger brother, he would have kicked him out of the car for peace of mind.

But speaking of this matter, his expression became more serious, and he effortlessly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the car storage compartment.

Fu Ziqiu lit a cigarette with no particular brand, took a deep drag, and exhaled a swirling blue smoke.

Under Yin Tianlin’s curious gaze, he spoke with a hoarse voice, "Third Master Huo comes from a noble family that has endured from ancient times to the present. His birth is prestigious, destined to be the next Huo family heir from the moment he entered this world.

He seems gentle and refined, but in reality, he is decisive in action, even more shrewd and ruthless than the black-hearted Second Master Huo, groomed by the Huo family to be a ruler since childhood. Do you think he’s a man led by sentiment?

Qin Ruan grew up in the slums of West City. Even with her beauty, she couldn’t have subdued Third Master Huo; she must be a woman who can match him move for move. In short, this woman is not to be taken lightly."

Yin Tianlin opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.

Because he found himself unable to refute the claim.

Fu Ziqiu took another drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke in front of Yin Tianlin, warningly saying, "Little Tianlin, keep that silly young heart of yours in check. That woman is not within your reach."