Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 291: Qin Ruan Is Provoked by the Evil Path, Domineeringly Strikes Back

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Qin Ruan Is Provoked by the Evil Path, Domineeringly Strikes Back

After collecting the Evil Qi, Qin Ruan noticed a thick black fog still surrounding the body of the Daoist priest Wū.

She met his hateful gaze, a smile playing at the corner of her eyes.

In an icy tone, she slowly said, "Did you say you can escape from the six realms? In this world, any creature that dies must return to the Netherworld. Do you still claim that Hell cannot take you in?"

There was an indescribable arrogance and dominance in her words.

"I—I will kill you!"

With his back against the door, Wū slowly slid down onto the floor.

His short, ugly eyebrows shot up as he cast an ominous and furious gaze full of malicious and disturbing light.

But it was not over yet. Under Qin Ruan’s gaze, and that of the two Underworld Envoys, Wū’s body began to break down on its own.

Pieces of flesh separated swiftly, moving conscioualy, leaving a dark trail of blood on the floor.

The bloody flesh, wrapped in Evil Qi, was like an entity with legs, quickly coming towards Qin Ruan.

Upon seeing this, the two Underworld Envoys immediately stepped forward to protect Qin Ruan.

They threw their chains forward.

The Soul-locking Chain wrapped itself around the slimy chunks of flesh, which continued to wriggle, dragging the chain further towards Qin Ruan.

This was the determination and malice of Wū towards Qin Ruan on his deathbed.

Qin Ruan furrowed her brows, her face cold and her expression grave.

She asked the Underworld Envoys, "What is this?"

"Miss Qin, this creature has been completely corrupted by the soul it sacrificed to become a demon. It clings to life solely relying on the Demonic Qi. We fear that we may not be able to contain it for long, we request permission to report this!"

Nor did the envoy expect that merely suiting a soul could incur the wrath of a demon.

They were at a loss on how to deal with this creature.

A demon was not like a puppet; it was a mysterious and nefarious entity.

A demon’s existence can never be erased. It can hide within a human’s heart, causing unseen damage by easily fostering various obsessions, grudges, and greed in humans.

A demon can also make people lose their senses, leading them to harm others in their madness. Eventually, they harm not only others but themselves as well.

Even a puppet could be controlled by a Heart Demon, and kind people—or puppets—can be turned into an evil person, or Evil Puppet, under its influence.

The impact of Demonic Qi should not be underestimated; the Demonic Qi in the world has never been eliminated over the years.

Stumbling upon it was indeed their misfortune.

Qin Ruan furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "A demon? Is it afraid of Nether Power?"

"Yes! Nether Divine Power can cleanse the world of all evils; low-ranking demons are also afraid of it."

The two Underworld Envoys turned around to see Qin Ruan’s eyes shining brightly.

They knew about Qin Ruan’s identity as a Demi-God Body, endowed with Nether Power by the Underworld King.

They had already learned about it when they were assigned to obey Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan pushed the two Underworld Envoys away.

She faced the rotting pieces of flesh that were still being dragged towards her by the Soul-locking Chain. She gathered the Nether Power in her hand, which glowed golden, and shot it forward.

A few pieces of flesh enveloped by Nether Power made heart-wrenching cries.

"Aaaaah!!!"

The voice clearly belonged to Daoist Wū.

His body was in tatters, broken into countless pieces, but his soul still existed.

The rotting flesh wrapped in Soul-locking Chain and Nether Power instantly turned into black blood, causing the smell of rotting flesh and blood in the room to intensify.

Qin Ruan’s sharp eyes narrowed. The Nether Divine Power transformed into ropes and quickly located Wū’s hidden soul within the room.

With a gentle tug of her delicate fingers, the soul of Daoist Wū, bound by the Nether Power, was dragged out from a corner of the room.

With cold eyes, Qin Ruan stared at Wū. This was the first time she had killed a half-Puppet and half-Demon.

The deeds he had committed in his life were so appalling that no amount of torture could quench the hatred people harbored for him.

Qin Ruan presented the soul of Daoist Wū to the Underworld Envoys, "I’ll leave him to you."

"Thank you for your help, Miss Qin."

The two Underworld Envoys stepped forward, using the Soul-locking Chain to bind Wū’s soul.

As they were about to leave, Qin Ruan called out to them, "Wait—"

Underworld Envoy: "May I ask if there is anything else?"

"You left one behind."

Qin Ruan pointed to the corner where a small creature bound by the Golden Whip was.

It was a wicked spirit created by Witch Doctor Wu from the fusion of a human-faced snake and a human.

The Underworld Envoys followed her pointing finger, and a bloody lump of flesh came into their view.

"This... this is also a demon."

One of the Underworld Envoys said uncertainly.

Qin Ruan walked towards the small creature, her voice tinged with a hint of pity, "He is human."

The two Underworld Envoys looked at each other, and, to their untrained eyes, they couldn’t see a human in this at all.

The reason why Qin Ruan had killed Witch Doctor Wu in anger was that she had discovered the true identity of the small creature and had seen all the innocent lives that Wu had persecuted for money.

He had to die, he had to go to Hell.

The punishments of Hell, even if he reincarnated a hundred times, would not be enough to pay his due.

This little creature in front of them was clearly still a child.

A child of seven or eight years old.

Witch Daoist Wu was indeed cruel to have persecuted such a young child.

Qin Ruan walked over to the small creature and raised her hand to dissolve the Golden Whip that bound him.

The next moment, the bloody creature lunged toward Qin Ruan with glowering eyes.

Despite the slimy touch under her palm and the absence of a skin-covered body, Qin Ruan held him aloft in the air, thinking of the true identity of the small creature.

"Behave!" she warned in an icy voice.

The little creature didn’t understand her words and bared its teeth to bite her.

"Madam, be careful!"

When Huo Chuan saw the small creature trying to bite Qin Ruan’s hand, he quickly shouted a warning.

Qin Ruan reacted swiftly, throwing the small creature to the ground with a reverse grip.

When the small creature tried to fight back, she stomped forcefully on its body.

In front of everyone, Qin Ruan extended her hand. With her palm facing down, she moved it slowly over the small creature.

A shocking scene took place.

A slender black shadow began to faintly emerge from the small creature.

This shadow seemed to be driven out by Qin Ruan and uncontrollably detached from the child’s body, but also desperately trying to burrow back in.

Huo Chuan, Rong Jing, and Rong Changting, who had previously seen the human-faced snake, clearly understood what it was.

"Hiss hiss hiss!!!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The hissing sound of the human-faced snake and the wailing cries of a child in pain echoed simultaneously.

Qin Ruan had beads of sweat on her forehead. She had overused her Nether Power tonight, and while it was not to the point of exhaustion, it was close.

She gritted her teeth, and her hand in mid-air pressed down forcefully.

The human-faced snake, which still wanted to wrap itself around the small creature, could no longer withstand the pressure and was forcibly expelled.

"Hiss hiss hiss!!!"

The mutant human-faced snake fell onto the open ground and hissed angrily at Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan’s face was dangerously dark.

It was the existence of this thing that led to Witch Doctor Wu’s mass murders.

As the human-faced snake prepared to attack Qin Ruan, the next moment, it was obliterated by the Soul-locking Chain of the Underworld.

The Underworld Envoy retracted the Soul-locking Chain in their hand and stared at the small creature at Qin Ruan’s feet.

Or rather, a skinned, restored to normal, but skinless, child.

His flesh and blood had regained their vivid color, and his body was trembling slightly in pain.