Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 430: Holding the Power of Life and Death, an Unparalleled Sense of Superiority

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Holding the Power of Life and Death, an Unparalleled Sense of Superiority

Qin Ruan’s dark eyes fixed on Han Kexin, grinning coldly.

She stood up, the sadistic chill in her eyes receding. Looking at the Underworld Envoy not far away, she hooked a gentle, captivating smirk at the corner of her lips.

"You can go now, I’ll keep her here. Relay my words to the Underworld King."

The Underworld Envoy lowered his gaze, glancing at Han Kexin, paralyzed on the ground, still as if someone had sealed her acupoints.

He sighed softly, bowed slightly to Qin Ruan, "Miss Qin, then I’ll take my leave first."

"Go ahead."

Qin Ruan’s face was gentle, demeanor elegant, showing no trace of the aura that was even more terrifying than a Puppet.

The Underworld Envoy took only a glance at her, quickly lowered his head, and gradually disappeared into the hallway.

In the vacant hallway, only Qin Ruan was left, and Han Kexin, slumped on the ground, lost in the experiences of her past life.

Qin Ruan had used a special method to let her witness everything that had happened in her past life.

What Han Kexin saw was only an illusion, but it was everything they had personally gone through in their past lives.

Qin Ruan leaned against the wall, hands folded in front of her, in a casual and lazy manner.

She slowly lowered her gaze, stared intensely at Han Kexin with her sinister eyes, projecting a full-body hatred that filled the not-very-large, yet not-so-small space.

Han Kexin had already ceased to be human, and would soon not even qualify as a Puppet.

Qin Ruan felt a throb in her lower abdomen and sighed sadly, wondering if the little one also wished for her to seek revenge.

Han Xian was dead, and Han Kexin shamelessly came begging for forgiveness, even holding the delusional hope of reincarnating into a human.

In her past life, her father, elder brother, second brother, two children, including herself, all fell victim to the machinations of Han Xian and Han Kexin.

She couldn’t forgive them, and the hatred in her heart would not disappear with their deaths.

With a feud to the death, there was no room for forgiveness.

You may say that Han Xian and Han Kexin were smart in her past life, but they were not.

It can only be said that certain elements of fate bequeathed upon them, every step they meticulously planned required the right time, place, and conditions. Without any of these, the Qin family wouldn’t have perished.

This is what is called fate.

In her past life, she was unable to change her destiny, resulting in her existence in this life.

The Underworld King’s favor of reversing time and creating this life was embedded deeply in Qin Ruan’s heart.

Only a few minutes had passed before Han Kexin’s dull eyes gradually regained life.

Her pitch-black frightening eyeballs, slightly shifting within her sockets.

This subtle change was fully recognized by Qin Ruan.

She slightly lifted her red lips: "Han Kexin, did you see it? Did you see my retribution, did you see how my child died miserably? Did you see what wicked deeds you and your shameless mother have committed?"

Han Kexin’s eyes widened, revealing fear, timidity, helplessness, dread and desperation.

Just now, she saw with her own eyes how Qin Ruan miserably died under her and her mother’s design.

Although the plan at the Imperial Court Hotel failed, Qin Ruan did not gain the recognition of the Huo family.

Qin Ruan and the third master of Huo family, due to a series of unexpected events, didn’t even know each other’s identities.

Qin Ruan was pregnant without knowing it, carrying a Huo family descendant within her, a noble born Huo family descendant.

Once she secured her status by virtue of her child, and entered the prestigious Huo family, everything she and her mother had done would be in vain.

Before the Huo family found out about Qin Ruan’s identity, before Qin Ruan knew she was pregnant, she and her mother schemed to frame the other and sent them to prison.

In prison, Qin Ruan was constantly oppressed, living a life of constant fear. The long-term mental stress and being attacked by several people caused her child to miscarry swiftly.

Every single member of the Qin family was exterminated by her and her mother, and the substantial assets of the Qin family became theirs.

Those have been the dream of her and her mother all along, and have already been realized.

They were the true winners who had the last laugh in life.

However, there are no impermeable walls in this world, and the third master of the Huo family found out that the person at the Imperial Court Hotel that day was Qin Ruan.

He came in person to take revenge!

The ruthless and merciless means of the Huo family, more terrifying than Hell, made her and her mother wish to die rather than live.

They were clearly the victors, Qin Ruan was already dead. Yet they were left to suffer, living a tortuous existence.

Qin Ruan was indeed their nemesis!

Han Kexin remained silent, her body slumped to the ground, looking utterly dispirited.

Qin Ruan didn’t mind whether she spoke or not, she took steps towards Han Kexin.

Standing in front of her, she said coldly: "Han Kexin, after knowing all of your past deeds, do you think I would let you exist in this world?"

Han Kexin knew her end was near. Regardless of reincarnating into a human or even an animal, she no longer had a chance.

When she saw those images, her heart was filled with not only joy and excitement but more so with despair.

Han Kexin was trembling all over with rage, her soul began to twist. All her disguises for the night were dropped, her face turning hideous and full of resentment.

Her eyes glowed blood-red, glaring fiercely at Qin Ruan, "I can’t accept this, I can’t accept it!!"

Qin Ruan bent down, her grim eyes staring straight into Han Kexin’s hideous face, "You can’t accept it, and so what? Today, you are going to perish at my hands."

Han Kexin, resounding with hateful, venomous cursing: "Qin Ruan, you will die a horrible death! I curse you and your child to live worse than death! I curse you to lead a miserable life throughout this life!

Even if you have reincarnated, you will end up like me someday. Your life is stolen, maybe all of this is just a figment of your imagination hahaha..."

By the end, Han Kexin did not even know what she was saying, she had gone insane.

Her hatred for Qin Ruan made her unable to accept all of this.

"I declare your curse invalid. Die."

Qin Ruan’s voice was calm as she extended her delicate, fair hand and grasped Han Kexin’s neck.

Han Kexin glared at Qin Ruan with hateful eyes, one resentful curse after another spilled from her lips.

She screamed, "I hate you! I hate! Qin Ruan! I curse you to be ripped apart!"

Qin Ruan’s calm demeanor revealed an icy killing intent, "Han Kexin, if curses were effective, the one I put on you and your mother in the past life would have already killed you ten thousand times over!"

Frustrated, she recognized that the current Han Kexin wasn’t human—brutal force couldn’t kill her, so the only option was to swallow her soul with the Nether Power.

She released Han Kexin’s neck, channelling the Power of the Nether Soul in her palm and thrust it towards her face.

Han Kexin tried to say something, but she noticed her body slowly stiffening, the chilling cold infiltrating her bones gradually spreading throughout her body.

She tried to reach out and grab Qin Ruan, intending to drag her along even at the brink of death, but found herself unable to lift her arm.

Han Kexin felt numb, like a statue. All parts of her body were immobile, and she was firmly stuck in place.

Qin Ruan lowered her gaze, calmly looking at Han Kexin’s limbs, her arms and legs had dissolved into tiny black particles and quickly dispersed in the air.

"Han Kexin, let bygones be bygones, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

Having said that, Qin Ruan straightened her casual home wear and walked past Han Kexin, half of whose body had already been consumed by Nether Power.

Han Kexin’s eyes followed Qin Ruan, raging inside.

No! You can’t leave!

Qin Ruan, you must join me in death!

Qin Ruan, you bitch! I curse you to die horribly!

You bitch! I curse you to lose everything you have!"

Han Kexin glared fiercely at Qin Ruan as she entered the bedroom, the door slowly closing under her gaze.

Ah ah ah ah...

Han Kexin couldn’t utter a word. Her resentment had no outlet, and her body was incapable of any movement.

Looking at the door through which Qin Ruan had disappeared, she waited in despair and fear as the last traces of her in this world vanished.

Her cursed soul was bit by bit swallowed, the black particles scattered by the wind that came from the corridor window.

She had sinned greatly in this life but certainly didn’t deserve to be scattered to the winds.

The mistake was, she shouldn’t have sought Qin Ruan tonight, revenge for the grudges from past and present lives led her down a self-destructive path.

Qin Ruan closed the bedroom door, leaning against it with her eyes gently closed, a complex and slightly exhausted look on her face.

The grudges of previous lives, she had truly let go.

There were no more traces of Han Xian or Han Kexin in the world of living beings anymore!

Qin Ruan quickly opened her eyes and stared down at her hands.

These slender, white hands, which were well taken care of by the Huo Family, had faint scars fading away.

She had just personally eradicated a human soul.

There was no difference between that and murder. Killing humans or living beings, both were acts of slaughter.

Qin Ruan didn’t feel the negativity or pressure she expected, instead, she felt calm.

For the first time, she genuinely felt the thrill of controlling someone else’s fate.

It was the feeling of power and superiority that came with life and death control.

Qin Ruan stared at her fair hands, clenching them into fists.

This sense of superiority and the thrill of killing a person seemed addictive, her heart was pounding, and ambition that was never there before was stirring.

Remembering Han Kexin’s curse, a murky cold light flickered in Qin Ruan’s eyes.

In this world, all living creatures should abide by set rules.

Her duty was to cleanse this world of all demons and evil spirits.

Qin Ruan took a deep breath and got up to walk towards the bed in the bedroom.

Get some sleep, all the impulsive thoughts would vanish after a good sleep.

The supreme power, the power of life and death, none of these were as important to her as her children.

She didn’t need great ambition, just to make up for regrets from the past, that was her initial intention.

To remember one’s initial intentions, the real value lies in persistence.

Qin Ruan lay in bed, gently fondling her slightly moving belly.

The two children seemed to be particularly active tonight, making their presence known all night.

She did not know what made them so happy.

Qin Ruan lay flat in bed and started to softly speak to her belly, "Be good, I can take you to your father tomorrow."

As if the child really understood, there was no more movement from them.

In the dim bedroom, a smile appeared on Qin Ruan’s face.

She didn’t know whether it was a coincidence, or if her children really had a psychic connection with her.

Qin Ruan pulled up the thin blanket over her, curled up on her side, and slowly closed her eyes with the blanket in her arms.

Soon after, the room filled with the even sound of her breathing.

Under the illumination of the floor lamp, the clock on the bedroom wall showed that it was two in the morning.

The storm outside had at some point quietened down, the moon hung high, illuminating the creatures stirring in the night.