Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 636: Seems Genial and Elegant, But is Actually Full of Bad Intentions

Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Seems Genial and Elegant, But is Actually Full of Bad Intentions

Wei Linchen is still over ten meters away from the Huangjue Tree.

The Nether Power unleashed from the Golden Whip in his hand, struck the trunk of the Huangjue tree with deadly precision.

"Ahhhh!!!"

A little girl hidden inside the Huangjue Tree let out a horrifying shriek of pain.

It sounded so clear and loud.

Upon hearing the scream, a smirk appeared on Qin Ruan’s face.

The little puppet dared to provoke her, it was clearly asking for punishment.

The vagrant souls in her grasp exhausted their Evil Qi, and with a light wave of her hand, several dozen puppet bodies were flung onto the open land not far away.

Immediately, Qin Ruan seized another group of souls to continue absorbing Evil Qi.

The abundant Evil Qi surged into her, and Qin Ruan felt a powerful force coursing through her own body uncontrollably.

Wei Linchen, standing back to back with her, brandished the Golden Whip as if controlled by an invisible force. He skillfully twisted his wrist, striking the Huangjue Tree whip by whip.

The robust tree was soon whipped by him to the point that its bark was cracked open.

The face on the tree trunk, which belonged to the girl, couldn’t endure the pain any longer and finally emerged from the Huangjue Tree.

Upon seeing this, Wei Linchen quickly lashed out at the girl’s puppet body with his Golden Whip as soon as she floated out of the trunk.

"Snap!"

This whip was full of power, making a noisy crack through the air.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The little girl’s eyes bulged, her deep, bloody eyes were glued to Wei Linchen. Her small face seemed terrifying and distorted.

The puppet body was harmed by the Nether Power of the Golden Whip, causing it to tear.

With a hateful expression on her face, she looked at Wei Linchen: "I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!"

The little girl rushed over like a gust of wind.

Wei Linchen remained calm, his eyes teasing as they observed the opponent’s pitiful state.

Now that he had the magic artifact in his hand, he wasn’t afraid of this little puppet.

However, he did find it odd that the resentment from the little girl was much stronger than that of other wandering souls.

Such a small child, even if she had died and was trapped here, shouldn’t bear such powerful resentment and Evil Qi.

As the opponent rushed over, Wei Linchen once again raised his Golden Whip.

But this time, he found himself unable to lift his wrist.

In his hand, the Golden Whip felt as heavy as if it were thousands of pounds, making him stagger forward.

Forced to kneel down on both knees, Wei Linchen’s hand gripping the Golden Whip was pinned firmly to the ground.

This sudden change left him perplexed.

"Little puppet, I advise you not to seek your own death."

A cold and indifferent voice echoed from in front of him, causing Wei Linchen to look up.

Qin Ruan stood several meters in front of him, facing off against a little girl surrounded by Black Evil Fog.

With hateful eyes, the little girl glared at Qin Ruan and Wei Linchen: "The tree is dead! We’ll all die, you should die, you all should die!"

Her childish face no longer possessed any pretense of innocence, only mature hatred that had accumulated over years remained.

Both Qin Ruan and Wei Linchen turned their gazes to the Huangjue Tree not far away.

The sturdy tree had been whipped into a pulpy mess, its leaves also withered.

Before their arrival, the Huangjue Tree was still vibrant, but now it had withered beyond recognition.

The tree attained a human form and escaped, but its current physical form was dead beyond resurrection.

Qin Ruan smirked icily, her gloomy eyes set on the little girl.

She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, her voice cold as a blade: "Whether or not I will die has nothing to do with you. As for your life and death, that’s all in my hands now."

"Hahaha..." chuckled the little girl, her laughter verging on madness.

Pointing at Qin Ruan, she bent over in laughter.

"Hahahaha..."

The laughter resounded, as if whatever Qin Ruan had said was utterly ridiculous.

Kneeling on the ground, Wei Linchen’s eardrums throbbed with the piercing laughter.

He furrowed his brows, licked his dry lips, and shouted at Qin Ruan’s retreating figure, "Qin Ruan, just look back at me."

His voice was strained, exuding helplessness.

The force from the Golden Whip was not light, yet it didn’t hurt him.

It was just his pitiful posture of kneeling on the ground that wasn’t the best sight.

Qin Ruan looked back, the image of Wei Linchen kneeling before her came into view.

Surprise flickered in her eyes as they landed on the Golden Whip in his hand. Only then did she understand what happened.

Wei Linchen had broken free from the containment circle of her Nether Power.

The other party could only use the Golden Whip in the area where she released the Nether Divine Power.

Once he distanced himself from her a little, the Golden Whip would no longer be under his control.

Qin Ruan couldn’t help but laugh, teasing him, "Teacher Wei, it’s not a holiday or anything. Your grand gesture of respect is really flattering."

"Qin Ruan!" Wei Linchen gritted his teeth.

He thought to himself, this girl was really difficult to deal with.

In the school classroom, she seemed quiet, but if it ever came to a verbal fight, she was utterly ruthless.

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes, finding the current, more human side of Wei Linchen much more pleasant to look at.

In school, every word and action of Teacher Wei exuded a sense of distance, always having an unbridgeable gap with the students.

Wei Xishi in the WeChat group, during the time when she misunderstood his gender, she thought he was a mature, high-class lady.

After discovering his real gender, she felt that he was rather sharp-tongued, flirtatious, with a weird sense of humor.

Qin Ruan walked towards Wei Linchen, her fingertips skillfully forming a magic sign, directing the Golden Whip, which had been suppressed on Wei Linchen’s hand, back to her control consciously.

Ignoring his own disgrace, Wei Linchen sat on the ground, massaging his sore wrist.

He looked up at Qin Ruan, his face revealing an inscrutable expression.

In a soft voice, he asked, "Qin Ruan, have you read The Teacher’s Rules?"

Qin Ruan touched the vividly engraved flowers on the handle of the Golden Whip, gently shaking her head.

Wei Linchen smiled slightly, his low husky voice continued, "A person has three lives, one is given by the parents, the second is shaped by the teacher, the third is established by the individual.

Parents give life while teachers shape the soul, and then the individual determines their own destiny.

Therefore, a teacher is like a second parent, once a teacher, always a mentor."

Qin Ruan blinked at him, puzzled, "So?"

We Linchen put on his teacher demeanor, his face serious, "We haven’t seen you at school for a while, and you’re the only one who hasn’t turned in the essay I assigned a while ago.

I am hereby officially notifying you to turn in an essay on ’how contemporary college students uphold respect for teachers and value education in relation to mental health and learning’ in a week."

Qin Ruan’s lips twitched, "Teacher Wei, how great a grudge must you have against me to torture me so?"

We Linchen’s black eyes sparkled with a loving smile, "This is my sincere affection as a teacher for you."

"Ha, ha..."

Qin Ruan’s breath hitched, she scoffed twice, her smile not reaching her eyes.

She wished she could whip the seemingly cultured and honorable man who was actually small-minded.

We Linchen dusted the dirt off his clothes and stood up.

This cultured seeming person turned out to be totally insincere.

Nanyin Temple Hui Cheng’s words to Qin Ruan about Wei Xishi being a ruffian and a beast were accurate!

Meeting the resentment in Qin Ruan’s beautiful, cold eyes, Wei Linchen knew he was being unfair.

He coughed lightly, "Qin Ruan, that little crazy girl behind you is still staring at you."

"I know."

Qin Ruan responded indifferently, not caring about the small puppet behind her at all.