Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1115: Why sully your hands for a mere beast!

Chapter 1115: Chapter 1115: Why sully your hands for a mere beast!

Qin Ruan didn’t notice the increasing jealousy of the Third Master as she heard Xuan Qing call out her name. She raised her eyebrows lightly, a harmless smile spreading across her face, her fox-like eyes curved as beautifully as crescent moons.

She said to Xuan Qing with a smile, "I didn’t expect we’d meet again. After so many years, you don’t seem to have fared too well. Weren’t you quite impressive back in the day? How did you end up so wretched?"

Her words were dripping with sarcasm.

Seeing she had admitted to being Qin Xiaowu, Xuan Qing, who was restrained by the Huo Family Hidden Guard, struggled fiercely.

The prey he had been obsessed with for years reappeared before his eyes, stirring a restless desire deep in his heart.

Especially upon seeing Qin Ruan, whose beauty had blossomed even more than before, he barely concealed his lustful thoughts.

Though injured, Xuan Qing was still a wizard, possessing considerable power to resist.

The hands of several Huo Family Hidden Guards on Xuan Qing’s shoulders pressed with force, pressing his arms forcefully behind him.

Their voices were ice cold as they warned, "Behave yourself!"

Feeling the pain attack him, Xuan Qing had no choice but to stay subdued, yet his ulterior motives were laid bare, unconcealed.

His sinister gaze swept over Qin Ruan, and he licked his lips lasciviously, "You’ve become even more beautiful, it makes my blood boil."

"Go to hell!"

As soon as Xuan Qing’s words fell, a sharp kick sent him tumbling to the ground.

Huo Yunjiao’s expression was ice-cold, his gaze upon Xuan Qing, who was kicked to the ground, was like looking at an inanimate object.

If Xuan Qing hadn’t still been of use, he would have ended him there and then.

The Huo Family Hidden Guards once again subdued Xuan Qing, vigilant to prevent him from harming their master.

Seeing the Third Master enraged, Qin Ruan stepped forward, gently patting his back with a coquettish, yet sympathetic tone, "Why get angry with a beast?"

Xuan Qing was nothing but a jumping clown. He was still alive only because Josh’s fate hung in the balance upstairs.

Feeling the rise and fall of his chest, Qin Ruan was genuinely distressed.

Seeing Xuan Qing lift his disheveled head, Huo Yunjiao wrapped Qin Ruan in his arms and under Xuan Qing’s gaze, leaned down to kiss her lips.

It was a fleeting kiss, devoid of any suggestive ambiguity.

This was merely an assertion of sovereignty by Master Huo.

Qin Ruan was his woman; no one else could covet her.

Xuan Qing wasn’t blind; he saw the relationship between the two. A chilling light shone in his malicious eyes as he said disdainfully and sarcastically, "So, she’s a worn-out shoe, a wilted flower, a withered willow!"

As he finished speaking, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Qin Ruan assessed Xuan Qing from top to bottom with her sharp, critical gaze and clicked her tongue, "Annoying!"

After speaking, she stepped on his injured, bleeding leg.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching cry of pain erupted from Xuan Qing’s mouth.

Qin Ruan still wore a smiling expression as she leaned close to Xuan Qing’s face and bluntly said, "You cast an Evil Qi on Josh last night and eradicated the haunting puppet on him, do that, and I’ll spare your life."

Her pleasant-sounding voice was tinged with a coldness, her face smiling, yet the smile never reached her eyes.

Xuan Qing’s already disheveled appearance twisted further with pain.

Upon hearing Qin Ruan’s words, a look of smugness appeared in his sinister eyes.

He gave a crooked smile, confident, "Don’t even think about it!"

"If you don’t take the toast, you must drink the punishment!" Qin Ruan’s smile faded, and anger burned in her eyes.

She pushed Master Huo, standing nearby, and with a slight raise of her hand, the Golden Whip, condensed with Nether Divine Power, appeared out of thin air in her hand.

As the Golden Whip materialized, Qin Ruan stylishly cracked the whip.

"Snap!"

The tail of the whip struck Xuan Qing, producing a dull sound.

"Ugh!"

Xuan Qing clenched his teeth in pain, his eyes suffused with a black mist, his ghastly gaze fixed coldly on Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan had lost her patience and glared at Xuan Qing, "Have you thought it through?"

Xuan Qing suddenly flashed a grin, "You’ll regret it!"

"Snap! Snap!"

Without a word, Qin Ruan’s whip struck him again.

Just as she was about to unleash the third lash, a rich black evil energy burst forth from Xuan Qing’s body.

That power intertwined tightly with the Nether Power around the Golden Whip.

Qin Ruan’s expression changed, she exerted force in her grip, and pulled the Golden Whip out from within the black evil Qi.

In the next instant, Xuan Qing, with his powerful Witch Power, shook off the Huo Family Hidden Guards that had restrained him.

He didn’t flee but sat cross-legged on the spot, eyes closed, hands forming swift seals, while chanting incessantly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

A harrowing scream echoed from upstairs.

It was Josh!

Qin Ruan turned her head to look upstairs, her face ashen.

It was Xuan Qing messing around!

She let go of the Golden Whip in her hand, which circled around Xuan Qing, binding him in place.

Even though he was bound by the Golden Whip, Xuan Qing continued chanting incantations non-stop, and Josh’s screams from upstairs grew more and more intense.

Qin Ruan stepped forward, grabbed Xuan Qing’s blood-stained collar, and yelled fiercely, "You think your blood is needed to break the Yin-Evil formation, do you really believe I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"

Xuan Qing paused his chanting for a moment, then, next second, continued on, not even opening his eyes.

His unyielding attitude infuriated Qin Ruan to the point of gritting her teeth.

The Golden Whip wrapped around Xuan Qing had already corroded his clothes and begun to eat away at his flesh.

But it seemed as though he felt no pain, continuing his incantations with an undisturbed expression, as if in meditation.

Furious to the extreme, Qin Ruan grabbed Xuan Qing by the collar and dragged him upstairs.

If this man was courting death, she would oblige!

Huo Yunjiao stood to one side, watching intently as the blood-red Evil Qi emanated from Xuan Qing while he chanted, knowing things weren’t so simple.

His guess proved correct.

Qin Ruan had just started up the stairs with Xuan Qing when a ghastly figure flashed down from above.

Josh, in his pajamas, flew down the stairs, standing behind Qin Ruan, his eyes blood-red with malevolence, filled with hatred as he glared at her.

"Ruanruan, be careful!" Huo Yunjiao called out a warning.

Sensing the danger behind her, Qin Ruan threw Xuan Qing onto the ground and turned to face the attacker head-on.

Upon seeing Josh, her expression showed astonishment, and her movements slowed considerably.

Oblivious to Qin Ruan’s hesitance, Josh fought fiercely, each move laden with a strong intent to kill her.

"Josh, come to your senses!"

Knowing it was Josh, Qin Ruan dared not land a deadly blow and continued to fend him off, trying to awaken his senses.

Huo Yunjiao saw the two locked in combat, was about to intervene, then paused, lowering his lifted hand as if he thought better of it.

He clenched his fists tightly to restrain his impulse to intervene.

He knew that whether Josh was possessed or not, he was no match for Qin Ruan, but still, he couldn’t help but worry.

Xuan Qing got up from the ground and, seeing the two embroiled in a fight to the death, laughed triumphantly.

His laughter caught Huo Yunjiao’s attention.

The Third Master, filled with repressed fury, turned on his heel and strode purposefully towards Xuan Qing.

Unaware of the impending danger, Xuan Qing saw Qin Ruan, who was entangled with Josh, already being infiltrated by the blood-Evil and was pleased to have fulfilled the mission given by the Saintess perfectly.

"Bang!"

In Xuan Qing’s moment of pride, a punch landed on his face.

Before he could counter-attack, someone grabbed him by the neck and lifted him from the ground.

Huo Yunjiao’s eyes flashed with a dark and dangerous glint as his sensually thin lips moved, "You really don’t know how to spell ’dead’, daring to mess with my Huo Family members!"

His grip on Xuan Qing’s neck tightened, showing he was serious about strangling him to death.

"Third Master, don’t!" Qin Ruan, still entwined with Josh, called out urgently.

Huo Yunjiao’s grip loosened slightly as he turned to look at Qin Ruan.

She was still struggling to dodge Josh’s lethal moves, obviously having a difficult time.

Xuan Qing gasped for fresh air and spoke in a hoarse voice, brokenly, "Heaven... Heaven blesses... blesses my Witch Clan to unite, to rule the Human Realm!"

A chill flickered through Huo Yunjiao’s shadowy gaze, such bullshit!

He mocked with a scoff before declaring, "The Witch Clan will be destroyed!"

Xuan Qing’s expression faltered, then he began to laugh maniacally as if he had gone mad, "The Saintess will lead the Witch Clan to stand atop the Human Realm, and all of you will be prisoners hahaha...

Even if Qin Xiaowu has been played with, I wouldn’t mind having a taste of her. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll release me immediately and give me that woman to play with, I might even spare your life. Otherwise, when the Saintess arrives, you’ll all die!"

Such arrogance even in the face of death.

A red light flashed across Huo Yunjiao’s handsome peach-blossom eyes as he once again gripped tighter around Xuan Qing’s neck, his tone eerily calm, "If I let you live today, wouldn’t the Huo Family become the laughingstock of the world?"

With a slightly stronger grip and a quick twist,

a crisp snap followed.

Huo Yunjiao released his hold, and Xuan Qing’s body collapsed to the ground like a rag doll.

His soul was ejected from his body.

Huo Yunjiao glanced towards it with a cold gaze, his lips curving into a slow smirk, his voice unhurried, "The Witch Clan will be destroyed, I will personally see to its end!"

Xuan Qing’s soul hovered in thin air, staring in shock at his own corpse below.

He stood there, dumbfound, not quite processing what had happened.

In the moment of Xuan Qing’s death, Josh, still fighting Qin Ruan, closed his eyes and fell backward.

Just before he could crash onto the ground, Qin Ruan caught him with quick reflexes, gently lowering him to the floor before turning to walk towards Huo Yunjiao.

Her voice was laced with helplessness and worry, "I told you not to kill him. Why sully your hands over a beast!"