Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1232: Anuan Takes Up the Golden Whip, The New Extradition Envoy

Chapter 1232: Chapter 1232: Anuan Takes Up the Golden Whip, The New Extradition Envoy

Feidu City, Emperor’s Palace.

Huo Yunjiao, severely injured, could not stay long in the Human Realm and, with his meager Divine Power, brought Qin Ruan back to the Netherworld.

No sooner had he released Qin Ruan, dressed seductively, from his embrace than he began to cough violently.

Hearing his cough, Qin Ruan’s heart instinctively clenched, and she turned to look at Huo Yunjiao, dressed in a black tight-fitting outfit draped in a black robe patterned with begonia flowers.

Noticing his pale face, she immediately stepped forward to support his arm, her face full of concern, "What’s wrong with you? Are you injured?!"

Huo Yunjiao wiped the faint trace of blood from his lips and reassured her with a smile, "It’s nothing, just a minor wound."

Qin Ruan knew he had been rectifying millennia-old calamities in Purgatory, and from her bosom, she produced the Blood Bead given to her sixteen years ago by Fan Hangyi.

As the Blood Bead was taken out, an overwhelming Dark Evil Energy swept across the entire palace.

Huo Yunjiao, feeling the thick scent of sorrow permeating the air, felt somewhat uncomfortable and asked with furrowed brows, "What’s this?"

Qin Ruan, with a gentle voice, said, "This is the accumulation of resentment from ten lifetimes of unrequited love. It’s more than enough to suppress the Evil Puppets that have been causing chaos in Purgatory for a thousand years!"

As a member of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan from Tu Mountain, the resentment from ten lifetimes was even more ferocious than the millennia-old Evil Puppets. The resentful energy contained in the Blood Bead was powerful enough to eradicate the Evil Qi from the bodies of the Puppets in Purgatory.

Not only was Huo Yunjiao not pleased upon hearing this, but he also grasped her wrist tightly and asked sternly, "Why do you have this? Do you have memories from each lifetime when you leave the Human Realm?"

If that were the case, he dared not think about the kind of pain and torture Aruan must endure.

Qin Ruan blinked, her gaze clear and pure, and said calmly, "It’s not every lifetime that I remember, just one or two.

It was given to me by Fan Hangyi. Being immortal, he somehow discovered our identities and used the Blood Clan’s treasure to collect my resentful energy, saying that one day I would need it."

Huo Yunjiao looked down at the Blood Bead, containing terrifying resentful energy and the power to destroy heaven and earth, and suppressed a cough in his throat to ask, "Did he want anything in return?"

Qin Ruan thought for a moment and said, "He asked me to help find someone."

Huo Yunjiao took the Blood Bead from her hand and summoned the Underworld King. The moment he appeared, Huo Yunjiao casually threw the Blood Bead into Ming Tianheng’s arms.

"Use this to suppress the Evil Puppets in Purgatory, neutralize the Evil Qi upon them, and cast them into the Nineteen Levels of Hell for a thousand years, not a minute less!"

"Your command shall be strictly followed, Emperor!"

Ming Tianheng, feeling guilty, did not dare to look at Qin Ruan as he quickly disappeared from the spot with the Blood Bead.

After a few more low coughs, Huo Yunjiao’s voice brought back Qin Ruan’s gaze, which had been fixed on Ming Tianheng’s departing figure.

Qin Ruan gently frowned, extended her delicate fingers to touch his chest, and softly said, "Your soul is damaged, and your injury is serious. Let’s go back to the chamber, and I will help you recuperate."

The familiarity in her words was as if she had never escaped the Netherworld a thousand years ago, returning to the times when their affection for each other was sweet and tender.

Huo Yunjiao seemed to remember something, a glint of darkness flashed through his eyes as he looked at Qin Ruan intently, a dangerous aura emanating from him.

Unaware of the impending danger, Qin Ruan was somewhat worried whether her recently restored Divine Power would be sufficient to help him.

The next moment, her body was lifted into the air.

Holding Qin Ruan’s soft body in his arms, Huo Yunjiao’s eyes betray a hint of uncontrollable emotion, a restraint that only appeared after deep feelings were stirred.

He lowered his head to the panicked Qin Ruan and said, "Aruan, you can’t run away this time. You have to stay forever and be responsible for taking care of my body."

Qin Ruan heard the deeper meaning in his words, and even from the body contact where the two were pressed together without any distance, she could feel his impatience and the faint trembling of restrained passion.

She uncomfortably arched her back, distancing herself from the spot that made her cheeks flush, and somewhat angrily yet embarrassedly punched Huo Yunjiao’s shoulder, "At a time like this, all you can think about is nonsense."

Huo Yunjiao lowered his head to kiss her fair cheek, then whispered some husband-and-wife sweet nothings into her ear, which made anyone’s cheeks burn and heart race.

Not only did Qin Ruan’s face turn red, but her whole body seemed to be emitting smoke.

Pleasant laughter came from Huo Yunjiao’s sensually thin lips as he held Qin Ruan and vanished from the spot, instantly arriving at the bedroom.

In the vast bedroom, a bed, made of warm jade and big enough for more than a dozen adults to roll around without crowding, sat surrounded by red bed curtains that fluttered with the wind, revealing fleeting glimpses of the figures inside.

Even the sudden sound of thunder could not penetrate the room to disturb the two people who had been separated for sixteen years and could not contain themselves upon reuniting. The Yin Soldiers standing guard outside the bedroom wouldn’t hear any sound that they shouldn’t.

The return of the Netherworld Emperor and Empress attracted the attention of various Netherworld Gods and spirits.

They waited and hoped.

The Purgatory Evil Puppet had been suppressed for many days, and the Netherworld had once again returned to the peace it knew a thousand years ago. Yet, the Emperor and Empress inside the bedroom had not come out.

It was not until a month later that they finally saw the Emperor emerge from the bedroom, his face glowing red and his injuries fully healed.

As for the true face of the Empress, they still hadn’t seen it.

Another half a month passed, and Qin Ruan finally stepped out of the bedroom.

As soon as she stepped one foot out of the door, a strong arm from behind hooked around her waist.

"Aruan, don’t go."

The deep and seductive voice, tinged with post-intimacy huskiness, rose.

Qin Ruan’s cheeks flushed, presenting an enticing visual.

Don’t misunderstand, it was anger that made her blush.

Being confined in the bedroom for nearly two months, Qin Ruan had expended all her Divine Power, including the limits of her physical energy, in a mutual cultivation with her partner. They had achieved a state of shared destiny and soul connection, and the Emperor’s injuries had finally recovered under their dual cultivation.

Qin Ruan, nearly drained of Divine Power and essence, thought her task was finally completed, that she had been liberated and could rest at last.

Yet, the other party did not allow her to take even a step out of the bedroom, not even permitting her to leave the warm jade bed. It could be said that all the restraint and suppression from the Human Realm had found their chance to be unleashed in this encounter.

Qin Ruan could never have imagined that the same man—gentle, well-mannered, and always yielding to her tears in the Human Realm—would become so domineering after regaining his soul and becoming the Emperor.

Now, having finally gotten away, she was not willing to be dragged back by him.

Qin Ruan supported her lower back, slowly turned around, and with a toothy smile, said gently to Huo Yunjiao, "Earlier, I instructed the Underworld King to bring Anuan over from the Human Realm. I’m going to see her now and will be back shortly."

A dangerous light flashed in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes—the desire to consume her. He felt a hunger that only Qin Ruan’s presence could appease.

Hearing it was about their daughter, he stretched out his hand to gently rub the redness at the corner of Qin Ruan’s eyes, speaking in a gentle, husky voice, "Ming Tianheng can bring that girl back, there’s no need for you to go yourself."

When the topic came up, Qin Ruan was so angry her cheeks puffed up, and she glared at the Emperor as she complained, "The bedroom is too revealing. Anyone who goes in knows what we’ve been doing. I can’t lose face in front of the child!"

Huo Yunjiao touched the tip of her nose and recalled that nearly every corner of the sleeping chamber bore traces of their past love.

She guiltily released her arm that was wrapped around Qin Ruan’s slender waist and smiled at her, "Go ahead, the sooner you leave, the sooner you’ll be back."

"Got it." Qin Ruan turned and left hurriedly, as if she feared the person behind her would change their mind.

Standing before the reincarnation mirror, one of the Netherworld’s treasures, Anuan leaned forward, her delicate and narrow fox eyes seriously observing the various postures of different worlds and environments reflected in the mirror.

"Do you like what you see?"

A voice as gentle as water and seductively husky rang out from behind her.

Anuan’s body shivered unconsciously, and she turned around slowly to see Qin Ruan not far away, dressed in a fiery red gown, holding a golden whip, and looking imposing.

Huo Little Princess felt her heart sink, her fingers trembling by her side as she stammered, "M-mom."

Qin Ruan walked up with a smile, her voice so gentle it hardly seemed natural, "There, there, don’t be scared, my good daughter. I’m here to bring you a gift."

Anuan, who had done something wrong, was feeling guilty and couldn’t believe her words.

Not until Qin Ruan presented the golden whip right before her eyes, "Huo Yuning, this golden whip has punished the ancient Divine Clan and has even scattered the souls of demons. Do not underestimate the power it contains.

Today, I hand this golden whip over to you. Remember to use it well. As the child of the Emperor of Feidu and the ancient Divine Clan, never let anyone crush your pride."

Anuan reached out to take the golden whip, her face lighting up with an excited and brilliant smile.

She had long set her sights on her mother’s golden whip, and now that it was finally hers, she could hardly pay attention to what Qin Ruan was saying, as she was eager to find some formidable Puppets and test the might of the golden whip.

Standing in front of Anuan, Qin Ruan’s gentle smile faded, and a hint of sternness appeared between her brows.

Her voice grew heavier, "Anuan, let’s count up the troubles you’ve accumulated over the past sixteen years. I remember each and every one of them, clear as day.

Adding them all up, you’ve managed to surpass me by twofold. You truly are my worthy daughter, surpassing even me in creating mischief. In this lifetime, I finally have an heir."

Anuan realized something was amiss and suddenly looked up.

Qin Ruan extended her finger, and strands of Nether Divine Power began to converge and wrap around Anuan like golden threads.

Anuan, failing to sense the danger, pleaded at once, "Mom, I was wrong, please let me go first!"

Qin Ruan seemed not to hear, positioning the immobilized Anuan in front of the reincarnation mirror. She said sternly, "You brat, without a good lesson, you really don’t know the meaning of fear. Now, I’ll let you experience what it means to find no door to Hell. Enjoy your upcoming journey!"

With that, she kicked Anuan’s behind, sending her into the reincarnation mirror.

At the moment when her daughter and the mirror merged into one, Qin Ruan’s face, feigning ferocity, turned pale, and tears quickly fell from her eyes.

A familiar, warm and solid embrace tightly held her petite frame.

"If it’s so painful for you, why don’t I send her off?"

A soft, sympathetic voice full of tender concern sounded in Qin Ruan’s ear.

She relaxed into Huo Yunjiao’s arms, gazing at the reincarnation mirror before her, her lips curving into a faint smile, "That girl knows you spoil her, she’ll just throw a tantrum or act cute, and you won’t be able to bear it.

Dragging it out, in the end, what awaits her is calamity. It’s better that I personally send her on her way."

"If you miss Anuan, we can go see her," Huo Yunjiao turned Qin Ruan’s body towards him and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, "Stop crying."

Her heart was just about to be moved when she heard him add, "When you cry, it makes me want to send you back to cry all you want."

She glared at the man before her, anger stemming her tears.

Seeing this, Huo Yunjiao’s eyes softened with a faint smile.

He embraced the angry Qin Ruan and turned to leave, taking a leisurely stroll in the Netherworld that they hadn’t visited in a thousand years.

Their silhouettes gradually receded until they disappeared amidst the red begonias.

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In the Human Realm, at the Huo Family’s old house.

Huo Anqi was in the Punishment Hall interrogating a traitor. His latest weapon blueprint had been leaked, causing the company to lose tens of billions.

He was furious, so furious that he chose to attend the interrogation personally.

Huo Anqi leaned back in the comfortable chair, his relaxed posture exuding a lazy air as he watched the interrogation unfold in the Punishment Hall. Then suddenly, he shivered.

An intense pain emanated from his chest, causing him to slump back in his chair.

His deep and dark eyes flashed with a dangerous ferocity.

In a low, magnetic voice filled with deep concern, he uttered, "Anuan!"

Under the anxious and fearful gaze of his subordinates, Huo Anqi stood up and hurriedly left the Punishment Hall.

Meanwhile, Huo Yao was in his study handling official duties when he suddenly clutched his sharply pained chest. The pen he was holding dropped onto the desk.

With a pained expression twisting his handsome face, he murmured softly, "Anuan—"

The documents on the desk fluttered noisily in the breeze from the window, casting a lonely atmosphere in the room.

Huo Yao stumbled to his feet, striding out of the study with his long, straight legs, his pace urgent.

The scattered paperwork on the desk and the pen that had fallen to the floor bore witness to the urgency of his departure.

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This concludes the main story.

There are extras, as many supporting characters haven’t yet been fully addressed, including the Huo Family’s three youngest and their stories with the Emperor and Aruan.

I will write extras for the other characters; you can pick and choose which to read.

Updates for the extras will be slow, the very definition of casual updating.

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