Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 634: Whoever Lets Her Die Will Be Crushed to Ashes!

Chapter 634: Chapter 634: Whoever Lets Her Die Will Be Crushed to Ashes!

Qin Ruan didn’t answer the little girl’s question.

She walked in front of her, extending her slender hand, intending to touch the dry piece of wood at the little girl’s heart.

This action alarmed the other party.

The little girl quickly retreated, her voice sharp: "No, you can’t touch it."

Her expression and tone were filled with panic, as if Qin Ruan intended to take her life.

Qin Ruan withdrew her hand, a frown on her face as she asked, "Where did the dry wood on you come from?"

The little girl tilted her head, her voice chirpy as she replied, "Play with me, and I’ll tell you."

Qin Ruan’s eyes narrowed slightly, her voice detached as she questioned, "What do you want to play?"

The little girl pointed toward the Huangjue tree, "Let’s play on the tree."

It was still filled with numerous souls, cloaked in darkness, longing to devour life.

For Qin Ruan to climb the tree was to willingly give herself up to death.

Qin Ruan’s gaze sharp and cold, she addressed the little girl, a chilling tone permeating her words: "Do you want me to die?"

"Yes, if you die, we can play together."

The little girl’s tone and expression remained as innocent as ever.

Qin Ruan’s lips curled into a dangerous smirk, her eyes swirling with threat.

"What if I don’t agree?"

The little girl’s face hardened, the innocence previously present nowhere to be seen.

Her expression filled with hatred, she glared at Qin Ruan, "You’re going to die either way."

"Ha!"

Qin Ruan let out a cold laugh.

They want her to die?

How easily can her life be taken? Being reborn had not been easy, she had too many things to live for in this life.

Whoever desired her death would be ground to dust!

A faint swirl of Nether Divine Power floated around the fingertips Qin Ruan held to her side.

In an instant, a whip infused with Nether Power appeared in her hand.

Qin Ruan lifted her arm and whipped it through the void,

The whip hurtled towards the little girl’s face.

The small soul was highly agile and swiftly vanished from the spot, moments before the whip hit her.

"Swish, swish, swish!!!"

Just as Qin Ruan was preparing to strike again, the situation by the Huangjue tree changed.

The sturdy trunk was shaking forcefully, countless souls falling to the ground.

They hit the ground and surged towards Qin Ruan.

Some crawled, some hopped on one leg, their eyes glowing blood-red.

They were eyeing Qin Ruan as if she were a sumptuous meal, eager to consume her flesh and drink her blood.

Seeing this, Wei Linchen shouted, "Qin Ruan, we can’t deal with so many wronged souls! Run!!"

With hundreds of souls flooding in, the situation began to spiral out of control.

Even an envoy of the Netherworld would have to exert tremendous effort in dealing with this, let alone mere mortals like them.

Wei Linchen noticed Qin Ruan standing in front of him, her silhouette seeming lonely but full of oppressive power.

Yet, this in no way reassured him.

Wei Linchen shoved off Lin Hao’s hand and sprung into action.

The next moment, he was held back by someone from behind.

Lin Hao’s voice filled with displeasure, he warned in a low voice, "Madam has her own plan. Don’t rush in and make a mess!"

They had always refrained from interfering with Qin Ruan’s actions against spirits in the past.

Perhaps they might have had the chance to provide assistance when opposing a living being.

Against spirits, they could only observe and worry from the side.

Rushing in recklessly would only hinder Qin Ruan’s actions.

Wei Linchen’s entire being radiated anger, "She is carrying a child! With so many resentful souls, are you planning to watch her die?!"

The air was filled with the putrid stench of rotting flesh.

During their squabble, the hundreds of wronged souls had surrounded Qin Ruan in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Wei Linchen felt a cold chill in his heart and struggled more vehemently.

He was the one who called Qin Ruan. He couldn’t just watch her walk to her death.

If something really did happen, it would be two lives lost in one blow.

"Fucking let go of me!"

The ever-restrained and aloof Mister Wei lost his cool and swore.

Lin Hao also saw Qin Ruan being swamped by hundreds of vengeful spirits. These dense spirits surrounded Qin Ruan almost instantly.

The thick black fog of the vengeful spirits was making their puppet bodies become almost incorporeal.

He had faith in Qin Ruan’s abilities.

But seeing this scene, he couldn’t help but worry.

The hand restraining Wei Linchen’s waist began to loosen slowly.

Qin Ruan was already surrounded by hundreds of vengeful puppets. Any effort by Wei Linchen would be too late.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out the copper coin sword from his backpack.

"Heaven and Earth, Yin merges with Yang, Demonic puppets, all return to the poor springs, act quickly as per my command!"

The Nine Revolutions Universe Technique was murmured by Wei Linchen, and the copper coin sword in his hand emitted a faint gold light.

With the copper coin sword in hand, he rushed towards Qin Ruan, who was surrounded by the fearsome puppets.

Wherever Wei Linchen passed, the puppets were hurt by the golden light from the sword.

The energy and power he consumed were alarmingly fast. Before he could reach the center of the circle where Qin Ruan was surrounded, the gold light from the copper coin sword began to weaken.

Thinking of the child in Qin Ruan’s womb, anger flashed across Wei Linchen’s handsome face, a hint of red in his eyes.

He shouldn’t have dragged Qin Ruan into this. Perhaps seeking help from Qiao Nanyuan and Lun Wenbin would have been the better choice.

Regret washed over him, a wave of defeat overwhelming him.

Wei Linchen swung his sword, fiercely slaughtering the surrounding puppets.

"Hiss!"

He was scratched on the back by one of the puppets, and a wave of pain hit him.

Wei Linchen stabbed the front of the encroaching puppet with his sword blade.

After neutralising the immediate threat, he turned to see a puppet with a green face and fangs stretching out its pitch-black, sharp-as-sword nails towards him.

The copper coin sword was thrown from his hand, piercing through the puppet’s body.

Without his weapon, Wei Linchen was virtually incapacitated.

The surrounding puppets, seeing him as a thorn in their side, swarmed him.

He gritted his teeth, and in a slight panic, he took out a few yellow talismans from his pocket.

As the puppets drew near, the yellow talismans flew and attacked the puppet closest to him.

Because they feared the yellow talismans, the puppets dared not move forward easily.

Yet, still, one or two tried to risk being hurt to push forward and devour Wei Linchen.

His supply of talismans was limited, and soon Wei Linchen was left without his final weapon for protection.

Seeing that Wei Linchen was no longer a threat, the puppets once again swarmed towards him.

In a blink of an eye, the gang of puppets took the upper hand.

Wei Linchen stared coldly at the surrounding puppets. Was he really going to lose his life here today?

If he had known that this would happen, he absolutely would not have taken this job.

A favor couldn’t compensate for life itself.

A puppet grabbed Wei Linchen’s arm, ready to tear and bite.

The scent of fresh flesh was so enticing that it drooled black saliva.

Wei Linchen’s arm trembled violently, his face extremely grim.

He wasn’t afraid, but rather disgusted.

The puppet that was grabbing his arm drooled thick black saliva onto his sleeve.

Wei Linchen felt so sick to his stomach that he couldn’t bear it anymore. The fury rose inside him and he could no longer hold it back.

He reached out, grabbed the puppet’s head in his hand, clenched his fist, and started to punch the decaying face.

One punch after another, without any pause.

The puppet’s face, which was already horrifying to look at, was punched into a bloody mess.

A puppet was tugging at Wei Linchen’s shoulder from behind.

He threw the puppet in his hand away, kicking it right into several charging puppets not far away.

Wei Linchen stretched out his hand to grab the hand on his shoulder, pulling and throwing off the puppet behind him to the ground.

As the puppet tried to get up and attack again, Wei Linchen stomped fiercely on its chest.