Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1119: Third Master Huo Backs Ruanruan, Death Aura Spreads Unchecked

Chapter 1119: Chapter 1119: Third Master Huo Backs Ruanruan, Death Aura Spreads Unchecked

Huo Yunjiao had already used her nether power to examine her body upon receiving Third Master’s reminder earlier.

She found that the child in her belly was perfectly normal, her body also had no issues, and she could not find a trace of the Blood Evil Energy anywhere.

Zhaodi raised her arm to wave at Qin Ruan hurriedly, her voice urgent and panicky as she explained, "It’s not like that, I have fallen to this state now, becoming a solitary soul and wild puppet, with no chance of reincarnation ever again.

Even if I were exonerated, what would it change? I am bound to have my soul scattered to the winds sooner or later. The child is the last being I wish to harm, you must believe me, I truly did not hurt her!"

Qin Ruan did not respond, seeing a trace of sorrow and panic emerge on Zhaodi’s pale face. She did not continue the topic, instead saying, "The Yin Yang Sect that once humiliated you has been annihilated by my hand."

"Is that true?!" Zhaodi’s dark eyes shone with astonishing brightness, her face full of admiration as she looked at Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan glanced at her, her voice icy, "A sect committing numerous evils should not be spared; their destruction was their inevitable end."

"That’s wonderful!"

Zhaodi floated excitedly in place, unable to hide the joy on her face.

The nightmares and humiliations she’d endured at the Yin Yang Sect were indelible for her entire life.

Now knowing those people were dead, her soul felt so light that even the Black Evil Energy surrounding her body seemed to fade, and with it, her hatred for the Yin Yang Sect dissipated too.

Seeing Zhaodi’s unabashed delight, Qin Ruan’s tone shifted, "What about your birth parents who sold you, the butcher, and your second husband? Do you still seek revenge?"

In Qin Ruan’s eyes, every single one of them was a primary culprit behind Zhaodi’s current dire state.

According to her own principles, one should seek revenge for grievances suffered.

Zhaodi had been adrift for over a decade, having long forgotten her original family and both her past husbands.

Her parents’ indifference and callousness, selling her as if she were mere goods without concern for her life or death, just to provide for their son’s marriage and childbearing...

The butcher used to beat her day after day, which caused her to lose her first child, and because she couldn’t bear children, she was sold off once more.

Her second husband was old and did not physically abuse her, but her life was still not easy.

As she couldn’t have children, he sold her again, pushing her completely into the abyss.

Zhaodi hated each and every one of them, and over the years, it was this hatred that had sustained her.

Now, when Qin Ruan asked her if she sought revenge, Zhaodi’s eyes momentarily flashed with a crimson bloodlust.

She wanted to kill them!

She wanted to see them begging on their knees, to flay their skin, to devour their flesh and blood, and to break every bone in their bodies.

The black fog emanating from Zhaodi’s body gradually changed color, the edges of the mist slowly turning blood-red.

However, as if struck by a sudden thought, the mist that was about to turn into Blood Evil Energy retreated, once again becoming the dense Black Evil Energy.

Zhaodi pressed her pale lips together, incessantly picking at her fingernails, and gently shook her head at Qin Ruan, "No need."

Aside from that brief moment of bitterness and hatred, when she thought carefully, she resigned herself to her fate.

Qin Ruan frowned, with an almost disdainful tone, "They were the very originators of your tragic death, do you not wish for revenge?"

If Zhaodi only nodded, Qin Ruan would immediately let her go to seek her vengeance.

Zhaodi lowered her gaze, her voice very soft, "My parents gave birth to me; when they sold me, that repaid their nurturing grace.

The butcher bought me as if I were an item; it was my mistake to have any expectations of such a person, who pushed his first wife to death, and will sooner or later receive his comeuppance.

As for my second husband, he was just an ignorant countryman, a fool whose actions stem from ignorance. I cannot change the barbaric customs fostered by our local traditions.

Where we come from, it’s common for daughters to be sold; I can’t blame anyone. If I have to blame something, it would be my ill-fate for not being born into a better life."

Qin Ruan’s lips curled slightly, unable to comprehend Zhaodi’s mentality.

In her view, anyone who wronged her should pay the price.

Knowing those who had harmed her wouldn’t suffer any consequences, she would personally return the harm tenfold, a hundredfold.

Just like what happened to Han Xian and her daughter Han Kexin, watching them reap what they sowed, step by step descending into the abyss.

Qin Ruan could not understand Zhaodi’s thoughts, nor could she agree with her way of handling things; it reminded her of her own foolish past self, who, by overconsidering and worrying too much, put herself in a dire situation.

Seeing Zhaodi’s face filled with relief, Qin Ruan’s tone turned slightly cold, "As you wish!"

There’s something despicable about the object of pity.

Yet Josh had pleaded on behalf of Zhaodi, and besides, she met the conditions for reincarnation and rebirth, so Qin Ruan didn’t mind giving her a chance.

She clasped her hands and began to summon the Underworld Envoys from the Netherworld.

Sniffing the familiar scents of heavy wood and sandalwood lingering at her nose, Qin Ruan paused in her actions.

She turned her head to look at the Third Master standing beside her, gently urging, "You go out and wait for me first. I’ll be out after sending this foolish woman away, and then we can rest together. By the way, we can discuss taking the Witch Clan to task tomorrow."

Huo Yunjiao knew what she was worried about and smiled slightly, "Alright, I’ll wait for you outside."

He leaned down and pecked at the corner of Qin Ruan’s lips, a touch and then away.

He casually ruffled Qin Ruan’s hair, his face beaming with a smile as he left.

Qin Ruan watched his tall figure leave and changed the hand gestures she was making, no longer summoning the Underworld Envoys from the Netherworld.

Her eyes closed tightly, her body surrounded by a sacred golden light, her mouth chanting, "By the decree of the ancestral ghost, Emperor Beitai, all gods and spirits of the Netherworld serve at my command, to slay ghosts and gods alike, Emperor Beitai of Fengdu, respond swiftly as law! Underworld King, where are you? Return at once!"

She was actually summoning the Underworld King.

Ming Tianheng, summoned again by the Emperor’s decree, wore a gloomy face. Upon seeing Qin Ruan, he was even more troubled.

The red mole on the tip of his nose twitched, and his body floated in front of Qin Ruan, resigned yet reluctant, "Ancestral master, what do you want from me this time?"

Qin Ruan got straight to the point, "I’m pregnant."

The Underworld King already knew she was with child, and feigned enthusiasm, "Oh, congratulations!"

Qin Ruan ignored his indifference and continued, "Someone is plotting against the child in my womb; the Witch Clan has harmed her with Blood Evil Energy. I don’t know if it will have any effect on her, you help me take a look."

She pulled the Underworld King’s hand towards her belly.

Ming Tianheng, who had been slouching, suddenly jolted awake.

He quickly shook off Qin Ruan’s hand and teleported to the corner of the spacious living room, putting a clear distance between them, acting as if Qin Ruan were an infectious germ—contact could prove fatal.

The Underworld King stared at Qin Ruan with a look of fright, shaking as he spoke, "Ancestral master, let’s talk; there’s no need for physical contact. Don’t harm me!"

If Emperor Beitai knew he had touched Qin Ruan, whether intentional or unintentional, or even normal contact, knowing the old man’s jealousy which flared up once in a blue moon but was deadly when it did, he would surely seek revenge.

And, the Witch Clan laid hands on Qin Ruan?

Emperor Beitai was right by her side; if anything were amiss, that old jealous pot would have acted long ago.

But Qin Ruan was unaware of all this, her heart full of worry for the child.

The bizarre behavior of the Underworld King left Qin Ruan utterly puzzled. With a cold and disapproving look, she stared at the Underworld King, "I merely asked you to take a look at the child; why are you so sensitive?"

This guy was acting more and more strangely.

Keep in mind, in the Purgatory for nearly a hundred years, he had never spared her in his actions, in the refinement of her godly body, they had made physical contact.

Now he was avoiding her like a snake avoids venom, which was both odd and suspicious.

The Underworld King, relying on the fact that Qin Ruan couldn’t see his true face clearly, kept rolling his eyes, but spoke with grave seriousness, "The child in your womb is fine; she’s in very good health. However, it’s your current physical condition that’s not very good.

To avoid the child absorbing too little nourishment from you in the future, you should really build up your body. Eat anything that’s greatly nourishing, and don’t hesitate to drink the precious essence of rare things."

Qin Ruan softly caressed her belly, the worry on her face not fading, still feeling uneasy, she asked, "The child is really alright?"

The memories she obtained from Zhaodi’s mind indicated that the Witch Clan’s plot against the child inside her was a sure bet.

Xuan Qing was very arrogant, saying that the Witch Clan was about to add a new weapon with formidable destructive power and claimed that the child gestating in her womb, once refined into a Puppet, would sweep through all individuals of the Mysterious Studies World.

The Underworld King, originally intending to brush Qin Ruan off, suddenly sensed an intense and deadly aura rushing towards him.

A powerful presence, naturally formed; it certainly wasn’t his disdainful and irresistible Emperor.

The Underworld King’s eyes widened scantily, in disbelief turned his head towards the door direction, sensing the threat from the Emperor, his Adam’s apple nervously rolled, and his tone softened considerably towards Qin Ruan, "Qin Ruan, rest assured, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with the child in your womb.

Could it be that you’ve forgotten your own Demi-God Body now? Keep in mind it’s the godly body you refined in the Netherworld. A child born from such a constitution fears nothing when it comes to subtle Evil Qi.

Evil Qi is her favorite thing; in the future, embrace whatever nourishing gifts come your way, absorb as much as you can—Evil Qi is an excellent substance to strengthen both your and the child’s bodies."

After the Underworld King’s repeated assurances, Qin Ruan finally breathed easier.

The Underworld King, after calming Qin Ruan with kind words and seeing her no longer worried about the child, let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Because the oppressive feeling exerted upon him by Emperor Beitai also receded, he could finally catch his breath.