Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 122: Defying the Heavens to Change Fate, The Method of Deception

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Defying the Heavens to Change Fate, The Method of Deception

With such a dense Evil Qi wrapping around Huo Yunjiao, Qin Ruan could only feel a chill racing down her spine that couldn’t be ignored.

Under what circumstances would one’s fortune be usurped by Evil Qi when they are unconscious?

Going against fate itself, employing the artifice of switching the star and the pillar.

When a person’s consciousness is submerged, they’re left unguarded.

Huo Yunjiao’s Innate Purple Energy, too, would be entwined and swallowed by the Evil Qi as he slumbers, gradually consumed.

The change in his fate was undoubtedly an artificial act.

Starting from birth with a frail body, it seems that someone had tampered with him at a young age.

Alas, despite opening her Heavenly Eye, Qin Ruan could not penetrate the mystery of Huo Yunjiao’s fate.

She couldn’t discern the person pulling strings in the shadows.

Twenty-eight years have passed, and to this day not a single person from the Huo Family nor Ling Xuzi have discovered this, indicating that the person behind the scenes is deeply hidden.

Approaching the bedside, Qin Ruan felt a cold chill rush towards her from Huo Yunjiao’s body.

A frigid aura was dense and icy, radiating a bone-chilling cold like a block of ice.

This was the Dark Evil Energy being released from the black fog entwined with the Purple Energy.

Qin Ruan reached out her hand and touched Huo Yunjiao’s hand, which was outside his summer quilt.

His body temperature was too low, the chilling cold seeping through his skin.

Qin Ruan didn’t let go, through the hand she continued to touch, she tried to forcibly glean the experiences of Huo Yunjiao’s life.

However, as soon as she released her power, she was repelled by the golden light that shot out from his body.

The hand that both held was bounced apart by the golden light and quickly separated.

Qin Ruan stepped back several paces, catching her balance too late, her gaze hurriedly turned to the person lying on the bed.

Huo Yunjiao’s sleeping posture hadn’t changed. His expression was gentle and calm, his breathing even.

A sigh of relief escaped from the depths of Qin Ruan’s heart, her tense emotions easing.

As expected, those with Innate Purple Energy were protected by the Heavenly Dao, and not something ordinary people could pry into.

Qin Ruan steadied her mind and walked back to the bedside.

She held Huo Yunjiao’s cold hand.

This time, instead of attempting to probe his fate, she transferred the Nether Divine Power.

Nether Divine Power, a Divine Power held by the Underworld King. As a Demi-God, Qin Ruan was given the opportunity to inherit it.

The Nether Divine Power was the nemesis of the Evil Qi.

Given Huo Yunjiao’s current physical condition, Qin Ruan could not find the reason for his dwindling fortune. For now, he could only rely on the Nether Divine Power to suppress the Evil Qi within him.

The Evil Qi entwined with the Purple Energy could not be absorbed or completely eliminated.

It could only be suppressed daily through the Nether Divine Power.

As it appeared, the simplest and most direct way to prolong Huo Yunjiao’s life was the only thing Qin Ruan could currently do for him.

Qin Ruan didn’t transfer too much power.

The Nether Divine Power was too much for the average person to withstand.

Observing that the Evil Qi around Huo Yunjiao had begun to fade, Purple Energy was gradually gaining the upper hand, and his body was slowly recovering normal temperature, Qin Ruan finally withdrew her hand.

She stood still, staring at Huo Yunjiao’s peaceful and serene sleeping posture, and suddenly, an indescribable feeling welled up within her.

Like the only lifeline they had barely grabbed onto while drowning was slipping away from her.

Qin Ruan slowly lowered her eyelids and stood still for an unknown period.

It wasn’t until her legs began to feel numb did she finally turn around and walk back to her side of the bed.

The sound of the door closing gently was clear in the silent room.

Laying on the bed, Master Huo twitched slightly, with his dense, long eyelashes slightly trembling.

Slowly opening his eyes, clarity filled his dark pupils, unlike someone waking from sleep.

Huo Yunjiao turned his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and stared in the direction of the bedchamber.

His gaze was calm as water, carrying a hint of scrutiny and questioning. His handsome face, under the dim light of the night, appeared even more profound and inscrutable.

The hand that Qin Ruan had touched slowly clenched into a fist.

A complex, vigilant, and eerie emotion swept over his heart.