Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1133: If you dare say "death" again, I will send you to Hell first!

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: If you dare say "death" again, I will send you to Hell first!

Upon hearing that Qin Ruan had summoned the spirits of Boss Pang and his lover, Ji Shuzhen, who was resisting Huo Yunjiao’s suppression of her formidable aura, slightly altered her expression.

Then, she quickly regained her composure, her beautiful red lips curving into a faint smile.

"So what?"

Her dismissive and indifferent attitude seemed to suggest that this matter posed no threat to her.

Qin Ruan flipped to the later sections of the document, which recorded every transaction between the Witch Clan and Boss Pang. It also detailed the strenuous efforts of the Witch Clan to switch people constantly to conceal their identities from prying eyes while secretly dealing with Boss Pang.

Beneath Ji Shuzhen’s arrogant and triumphant demeanor, Qin Ruan spoke unhurriedly, "Boss Pang is a very clever man; he always keeps some evidence of his dealings with the Witch Clan.

Chasing clues, I discovered that over the years, the Witch Clan has given Boss Pang a good deal of money. Furthermore, I’ve tracked a significant influx of funds from the Witch Clan into the Capital City over the past decade. These individuals in the Capital City may not be prominent figures, but they share one thing in common, a not-to-be-underestimated ability to influence."

Even with undeniable proof before her, Ji Shuzhen’s face bore a mocking expression, neither flustered nor anxious.

Seeing her reaction, Qin Ruan was not angry, and she opened a second document.

"Before we discuss the Witch Clan sabotaging the Dragon Vein at Wenshi Mountain Peak, perhaps the Saintess would like to take a look at this dossier containing the names of members carefully cultivated by the Witch Clan."

At the top of this detailed list was the name of Weng En, the captain of the Cabinet Guard Squad.

Qin Ruan’s lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile as she lightly laughed, "These people were all captured last night, and most of them have been stripped of their powers."

Ji Shuzhen’s face did not reveal much emotion upon seeing the list.

Upon hearing that these carefully cultivated individuals had been stripped of their powers, her eyes shot towards Qin Ruan like sharp swords.

Uncontrolled Witch Power emanated from Ji Shuzhen, a dense blackness, its bone-chilling killing intent directly targeting Qin Ruan.

Ji Shuzhen was truly furious this time, "How dare you!"

With pleasure twinkling in her eyes, Qin Ruan’s lips curved up, "Why shouldn’t we dare? Saintess, what do you think I came here for today?"

She then opened the next set of documents, her gaze cold and steady as she glanced over the contents, "Last year, the people of the Witch Clan used the Huangjue Tree Demon to cause my miscarriage, and I’ve certainly not forgotten that account. Over these years, the Witch Clan has been in cahoots with the South Ocean Evil Path and the Black Feather Organization, forming pacts with cults that focus on cultivating Demonic Qi, issuing a kill order against me—another account to settle.

The Witch Clan has repeatedly targeted those close to me, constantly testing my limits, exactly what do you plan to do? I believe I have never wronged you."

Ji Shuzhen did not hide her murderous intent toward Qin Ruan, her voice dark and ominous, "It’s only because you are an anomaly. Your existence interferes with the Witch Clan’s plans to lead the Human Realm."

Qin Ruan, as if hearing something unbelievable, used her pinky to clean her ears.

She looked at Ji Shuzhen with a surprised expression, "What did you say?"

"Cough, cough..."

Suddenly, the previously quiet Huo Yunjiao could not suppress two low coughs.

Qin Ruan instinctively glanced sideways and saw his distinctly articulated hand covering his mouth, the glaring blood seeping through his fingers.

She trembled, reaching to tightly grasp the hand that hung by his side, channeling a substantial amount of Nether Power into his body as if it cost her nothing.

Huo Yunjiao lowered his hand from his mouth, observing the blood in his palm, his expression indifferent.

However, seeing Qin Ruan’s anxious and concerned appearance, a hint of distress surfaced in his eyes.

Witnessing this scene, Ji Shuzhen burst into loud laughter, "Hahaha... so that’s the case!"

Joy sparkled in her eyes as she scanned Huo Yunjiao up and down, "I thought my subordinates were incompetent, but it turns out your body is truly ill. Just a slight release of my Witch Power and you can’t hold on—this body won’t last much longer."

As Huo Yunjiao coughed up blood, the woman was so pleased with herself; Qin Ruan’s gaze turned icy, "Shut your mouth!"

Ji Shuzhen’s smile grew even more radiant, showing not only unrestraint but also using a mocking tone she said, "Such a pity for someone about to die!"

Qin Ruan raised her arm and waved it, instantly attacking Ji Shuzhen with Nether Power.

"Boom!"

Once again wounded by Nether Power, Ji Shuzhen’s face became furious and twisted.

Qin Ruan lowered her gaze, staring at Ji Shuzhen as she quickly rose from the ground. A fierce look appeared on her face, and her voice was cold and bloodthirsty, "Dare to say ’die’ again, and I’ll send you to Hell first!"

At that moment, she was like an enraged wolf, her expression bearing pain, bloodthirsty and fierce.

Ji Shuzhen was shaken by the Nether Power aura emanating from her, the smile disappearing from her face, unable to speak again.

She was genuinely afraid that Qin Ruan might kill her.

Their initial fight was merely a sparring session, but the intense Evil Qi released by Qin Ruan at that moment was full of genuine killing intent.

Watching Qin Ruan become angered, causing her cheeks to flush slightly, Huo Yunjiao spoke out to soothe her, "Ruanruan, it’s alright."

His voice was weak, carrying a pitiable softness.

Qin Ruan’s ferocity subsided, her gaze filled with concern as she looked at the man in front of her. Her delicate face tensed as she gritted her teeth and whispered, "I shouldn’t have agreed to let you come."

She regretted bringing this man along.

Every member of the Witch Clan carried Evil Qi, which entangled with the aura of the Third Elder, only adding to the burden on his body.

At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the room, kneeling at Ji Shuzhen’s feet.

The newcomer was Fusheng.

His face was deathly pale, his lips trembling, "Saintess!"

Ji Shuzhen looked down at her subordinate, her brows furrowed, she asked, "What has happened?"

Fusheng knelt on the ground, his voice trembling, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead, "The... the Saint Heir... he..."

Ji Shuzhen’s eyes widened slightly, her seductive face showing a look of panic as she pressed, "What happened to the Saint Heir?"

Fusheng kneeled further, panicking, "The Saint Heir’s bones have been destroyed by Ghost Sixteen!"

"Boom!"

From Ji Shuzhen’s body, a dark Witch Power leaked out.

All the openly placed items in the room were shattered, the overhead chandelier broke, crashing down to the floor, and Ji Shuzhen’s long hair flew about without any wind.

She was wrapped in a terrifying fury, as if she wanted to destroy everyone present.

Qin Ruan sensed the danger and instinctively pulled the somewhat recovered Third Elder behind her.

Such protective behavior couldn’t help but amuse Huo Yunjiao.

He had coughed up blood earlier, which was actually intentional.

The Saintess couldn’t die at that moment.

He wanted to let the opponent retreat knowing the difficulty.

Having witnessed Qin Ruan’s capabilities and seeing his weak physical condition, Ji Shuzhen probably would wait a bit more.

In this tense and dangerous atmosphere, a figure in a blue Taoist robe appeared at the doorway.

This person, with a refined appearance, walked into the room with a composed stride.