Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1143: Mr. Fu the Second: Madam Huo’s Command Must Be Obeyed

Chapter 1143: Chapter 1143: Mr. Fu the Second: Madam Huo’s Command Must Be Obeyed

Qin Ruan’s words had barely left her lips when a look of surprise and excitement swept across the similar eyes of Wei Linchen and Fu Yuheng.

They had been on the verge of giving up, never expecting a turnaround from such a desperate situation.

However, Wei Linchen still maintained a portion of his rationality. He carefully observed Qin Ruan’s complexion and recalled her attitude since she entered, cautiously asking, "What price must my second brother pay to continue living in his current state? And what about for reincarnation?"

There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and he didn’t believe that Qin Ruan’s few light words could suddenly fulfill their desires.

Qin Ruan’s red lips slightly curled, supporting her chin with one hand, as her fox-like eyes measured up the two Fu brothers.

With an airy tone, she explained, "Continuing to live and the cycle of reincarnation are two sides of the same coin, inseparable. Fu Yuheng’s current condition requires him to be worshipped by the Fu Family."

"Worshipped?!"

Wei Linchen exclaimed in surprise.

The shock on his face showed how bizarre this was.

He knew of families that worshipped Heavenly Masters, but he had never heard of worshipping a Puppet.

Under his incredulous gaze, Qin Ruan slowly nodded, "Your brother’s strength is too formidable. The younger members of the Fu Family must sacrifice a chicken every week to collect blood to worship him, to suppress his bloodthirsty nature.

They also need to burn Rhino Horn Incense, which is rather difficult to manage. Burning it continuously can help Second Master Fu appear no different from an ordinary person. During the worship period, he should perform more good deeds. Once the Evil Qi on his body dissipates, there might be a chance for reincarnation."

Wei Linchen’s scholarly and refined face flushed with excessive excitement.

He didn’t mind worshipping his second brother at home, and believed his father and elder brother would agree as well.

As long as his second brother could keep on living, giving them a chance to compensate him was enough.

The only issue was acquiring the Rhino Horn Incense.

Wei Linchen fell silent for a moment before reciting lines from "Yiyuan"—"Do not burn the living rhino. When it burns, it exudes a strange fragrance that clings to the clothes. Humans can communicate with spirits."

Qin Ruan glanced at him with a half-smile and continued, "Warm water to wash my feet, cut papers to summon my soul. By the banks of Wangchuan, we rest together often. In the mire, our hair gets entangled, no tangible feelings to show, only a thread of soul remaining. Burning the spirit of Rhino Horn Incense, the mandrake emerges from the dry bones."

After exchanging a glance, they both understood that Fu Yuheng’s current state indeed required the burning of Rhino Horn Incense to keep his soul stable.

The Rhino Horn Incense was not a problem for the Fu Family, only it shouldn’t be interrupted during the process of earning a chance for reincarnation for the second brother.

The Rhino Horn Incense primarily used raw rhino horns—specifically Asian rhino horns, which, when burnt, have a fragrant mellowness, unlike African rhino horns which emit a foul smell when burnt.

However, the Asian rhinoceros had gone extinct, and the technique to make this incense had been lost since the Sui and Tang dynasties, having been listed as a banned incense ever since.

Still, as long as there was money, they wouldn’t fear not being able to find enough Rhino Horn Incense to worship the second brother, but it would cost the Fu Family heavily.

Wei Linchen turned to look at Fu Yuheng sitting next to him.

His second brother, now a Puppet, still exuded an aura of scholarly refinement, a noble and ascetic temperament, his figure like a graceful bamboo, his eyes like stars, his face carrying the unique traits of the Fu Family—filling the air with a detached presence, almost dream-like and ethereal.

It gave one the fear that just by carelessly looking at him, he could dissipate with the wind, vanishing forever from their sight.

Wei Linchen placed his hand on Fu Yuheng’s, his voice firm, "I will exhaust all resources to gather Rhino Horn Incense."

Fu Yuheng lightly patted his hand in return, his demeanor calm and composed, "Do your best, there’s no need to be overly fixated."

Being able to accompany his family was fortune enough for him; whether as a human or a Puppet, one shouldn’t hope for too much, lest they end up waiting in vain.

Letting things take their course would be best.

Fate was always something you couldn’t defy.

Wei Linchen didn’t speak, but he had already made up his mind in his heart—he was determined to scour the entire world for all the Rhino Horn Incense he could find.

Qin Ruan looked at the brother’s deep and meaningful relationship and interrupted their affectionate moment, reminding them, "Once the second young master of the Fu Family is worshipped by his people, he must not kill the innocent indiscriminately.

"Lift your head and you’ll find the gods above. If you commit evil deeds again, you will be despised by the gods and Buddhas, and misfortune will follow. Good and evil will have their recompense, it’s only a matter of sooner or later."

Facing Qin Ruan’s warning, Fu Yuheng smiled gently, "I had no choice before, if possible I wouldn’t want my hands stained with blood."

He knew that Fu Yuheng had also been controlled by the Witch Clan, disobeying their orders meant death for him.

From his tone, he also knew that Fu Yuheng was not inherently a murderous person.

It was just that he had killed too many, and the bloody aura on him was somewhat overwhelming.

He hoped the scent of blood on Fu Yuheng would dissipate soon.

Qin Ruan chuckled lightly, "The innocent should not be harmed, but dealing with utterly wicked people is not a problem."

Fu Yuheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, his voice lightening, "I dare not disobey Madam’s command."

His tone grew slightly emotional, and his expression subtly changed, adding a touch of humanity.

Qin Ruan gazed at Fu Yuheng’s excessively pale, stunningly beautiful face, the smile in his eyes deepened as he stood up and walked toward him, his voice ethereal and pleasant, "It’s actually very simple to remove the secret technique the Witch Clan used on you. Please stretch out your arm, second young master Fu."

Fu Yuheng didn’t hesitate to extend his arm, which was covered in light red bloodlines.

Qin Ruan’s pale fingertips, tinged with coldness, gently touched the red lines spreading on his arm.

His fingertips lightly slid, and a hint of blood seeped out from the arm.

"Second brother!"

Wei Linchen exclaimed in shock upon seeing Fu Yuheng bleeding and abruptly stood up.

As he prepared to approach, Qin Ruan looked up, his cool gaze intensively fixed on him.

The overwhelming pressure hit him, and seeing Qin Ruan’s displeased expression, Wei Linchen abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He knew he had been overly anxious and had lost his composure.

Qin Ruan gathered a ball of Nether Power in her hand, tracing it along Fu Yuheng’s arm to explore the prohibitions the Witch Clan placed within his body. She discovered a cluster of black mist at his chest, similar to a sealing barrier.

Upon identifying the problem, her Nether Power touched the black mist.

"Ugh!"

Fu Yuheng let out a painful moan as the Nether Power touched the black mist.

Qin Ruan furrowed her brows, not stopping despite his pain, but instead using full force of the Nether Power to break through the barrier.

The next moment, Fu Yuheng’s entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wei Linchen stood by, clenching his teeth as he watched his brother endure the pain, yet he dared not make any movement, fearing he might anger Qin Ruan and ruin everything.

Just as Fu Yuheng was about to pass out, Qin Ruan extracted a cluster of black mist from his body.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Fu brothers couldn’t see the aura, she casually absorbed the Evil Qi from the black mist.

Qin Ruan looked down at the black mist in her palm, crushed it, then looked up at Wei Linchen and Fu Yuheng, saying, "It’s done."

As soon as her words fell, Wei Linchen rushed to the front of Fu Yuheng, his eyes full of concern, "Second brother, are you alright?"

Aside from a throbbing pain in his chest and a general weakness, Fu Yuheng had no problems.

His pale face revealed a weak smile, "I’m fine."