Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1142: Unless Emperor Beitai of Fengdu Personally Remakes His Body

Chapter 1142: Chapter 1142: Unless Emperor Beitai of Fengdu Personally Remakes His Body

Qin Ruan had never seen Third Master exhibit so much patience before, not rushing to achieve his goal, tossing her about like a salted fish before finally devouring her whole.

So cruel!

So cruel that now whenever she saw Third Master standing in front of her, she wanted nothing more than to scratch him a couple of times.

"Madam, are you alright?"

Huo Zhi, seeing that Qin Ruan wasn’t moving from her spot and that her complexion kept changing, asked in a low voice.

"Never better!" Qin Ruan gritted her teeth.

She shook off the memories in her mind that made her cheeks flush, her heart race, and filled her with an abnormal sense of shame, and she began to walk outside.

The steps she took this time were noticeably slower than before.

By the time the two of them arrived at the waiting room, Wei Linchen was sitting anxiously on a chair inside the room. Fu Yuheng, dressed in a green robe sitting beside him, appeared quite indifferent. Behind them stood two bodyguards in black suits.

When they saw Qin Ruan being supported as she walked in, the Fu brothers instantly stood up.

"Mrs. Huo——"

"Mrs. Huo——"

The brothers greeted her in unison.

With Huo Zhi’s assistance, Qin Ruan took a seat opposite them and, with a light smile and an intimate tone, said to the somewhat restrained Wei Linchen, "Please, sit down, Teacher Wei. There’s no need for such formality between us."

Then she turned her gaze towards Fu Yuheng, her voice cooling slightly, "Second Master Fu, please take a seat as well."

Her usual friendly manner alleviated much of Wei Linchen’s underlying discomfort, and he sat down with ease.

"Mrs. Huo——"

"Teacher Wei, you might as well call me Qin Ruan, ’Mrs. Huo’ sounds too unfamiliar."

Wei Linchen had barely started speaking when Qin Ruan interrupted him.

His expression first registered surprise, then his refined face broke into a smile that spoke of both relief and contentment.

Even the tension in his back eased, and he leaned back in his seat. Looking at Qin Ruan warmly, he got straight to the point, "Qin Ruan, I’m sure you’re aware of why my brother and I have taken the liberty of visiting you today."

Qin Ruan’s cold eyes scrutinized Fu Yuheng sitting next to him and thought to herself how lucky this guy was.

He had died over a decade ago, and thanks to the favor of the Witch Clan’s Saintess, he clung to life in this world, even accidentally receiving the legacy of the prime ancestor Di Jiang of the Witch Clan.

Unfortunately, he was still a Puppet, and what’s more, one that had been transformed into a manipulating Puppet, carrying the guilt of countless lives on his shoulders.

Even with the legacy of Di Jiang, he likely wouldn’t live much longer.

Being turned into a Puppet by the Witch Clan and carrying the weight of countless lives meant there was no chance of reincarnation, unless he could accumulate merit and find an opportunity for rebirth.

Under the nervous gaze of Wei Linchen and the indifferent stare of Fu Yuheng, Qin Ruan heaved a slight sigh.

This soft exhalation was exceptionally distinct in the silent waiting room.

Wei Linchen’s face changed slightly, the hope in his eyes shifting to unease.

Fu Yuheng seemed composed on the surface, but at Qin Ruan’s sigh, a layer of gloominess radiated from him, showing that he was not as calm and collected as he appeared.

It was at this moment that a servant came in carrying tea.

Huo Zhi stepped forward and brought a cup of clear water to Qin Ruan.

The servant placed the tea set on the table and personally served two cups of tea to the Fu brothers.

After finishing all of that, the servant left as silently as they had arrived.

Wei Linchen didn’t glance at the tea in front of him; instead, he stared straight at Qin Ruan, his voice hoarse with a tinge of despair, "Is there really no way?"

As a spiritual practitioner from the Mysterious Studies World, he naturally knew that his second elder brother would eventually dissipate soul and spirit had he pursued the same path relentlessly. It was for this reason that he sought help from Qin Ruan.

However, judging by Qin Ruan’s expression, things were not developing as he had hoped.

Qin Ruan’s hand caressed the rim of the teacup in front of her. Her eyelids drooped slightly as she gazed at the crystal clear water in the cup, her red lips parting slightly, "Madam Wei, I’ll speak the truth. It’s impossible for the second young master of the Fu Family to be brought back to life.

He has been stained with the lives of many, and now that he has left the Witch Clan, he still bears their constraints. Even with the divine inheritance from Witch Ancestor Di Jiang, at most, he can survive on this earth for no more than five years."

Qin Ruan had had her share of dealings with the Witch Clan, one way or another. She knew they controlled puppets through secret techniques, and those under their control needed regular doses of special medicine.

Fu Yuheng in front of her was one such puppet, bound by the Witch Clan.

Wei Linchen reached out and pulled up Fu Yuheng’s sleeve, revealing the deep red bloodlines covering his entire arm.

His voice urgent, he asked, "Since you know my second brother is restrained by the Witch Clan, is there a way to resolve it? He hasn’t taken their medicine recently, and he coughed up blood last night."

The hope that was evident on his scholarly face was all too transparent for Qin Ruan to see.

It was like a drowning man clutching at the last piece of driftwood floating on the surface of the water.

Qin Ruan’s throat felt dry as the light of hope in Wei Linchen’s eyes slowly faded, and she nodded slowly, "I can resolve it."

Severing Fu Yuheng’s bonds to the Witch Clan was a minor feat for her, but as for bringing someone back to life, that truly was beyond her capabilities.

Wei Linchen’s eyes widened slightly, and a bright light burst forth as his voice shook, "If my second brother’s ties to the Witch Clan are severed, does that mean he won’t have to die?"

Overcome with emotion, he could feel just how much the hand gripping his arm was trembling.

At this moment, life or death was less important to him than the worry his younger brother had for him.

Fu Yuheng gently patted the back of Wei Linchen’s hand, his voice soothing as he consoled, "Xiaojin, the fact that I’ve lived till now is already a blessing from the heavens. We cannot force everything to happen."

He had taken so many lives that from the moment he first killed, he knew what fate awaited him.

To reunite with his family and accompany them through a lifetime was, after all, nothing but wishful thinking for him.

Wei Linchen wouldn’t listen; his eyes were fixed on Qin Ruan, hoping she could fulfill his wish.

A misty layer formed in his starry eyes, making him look fragile and sorrowful.

Qin Ruan’s brow furrowed slightly as she flicked her finger against the rim of the water cup, eliciting a crisp sound.

She met Wei Linchen’s gaze and asked, "Do you want your second brother to live forever?"

Some things were beyond her abilities; it was better not to offer false hope and to dispel those unrealistic thoughts sooner rather than later.

Wei Linchen gripped Fu Yuheng’s arm tightly, shaking his head slightly, his tone firm, "I don’t wish for my second brother to be torn apart soul and spirit. If possible, even reincarnation is better than disappearing forever from all the realms and worlds."

Perhaps his own power wasn’t enough, and he was well aware of the tumultuous fate awaiting his second brother, doomed to disintegrate eventually.

What he asked for was merely for his brother to keep on living.

Not just in this life, but also in the next, and the next lives to come.

At Wei Linchen’s words, Qin Ruan rolled her eyes ungracefully, her tone laced with an indescribable exasperation, "Why didn’t you say so earlier!"

She had thought the Fu Family was set on reviving Fu Yuheng, allowing him to live in this world like any normal person.

Before Wei Linchen could speak again, Qin Ruan sat up straighter, her voice paced leisurely, "If you’re talking about reviving the second young master of the Fu Family, I can’t do that, unless Emperor Beitai of Fengdu personally recreates his body for him.

But to have the second young master live out a long existence in his current state, or to undergo reincarnation, that is still not difficult for me."