Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 638 Qin Ruan: Don’t persuade others to be good until you have experienced their suffering

Chapter 638: Chapter 638 Qin Ruan: Don’t persuade others to be good until you have experienced their suffering

After Wei Linchen left, Qin Ruan walked over to the little girl, bent down, and gently stroked her head.

Because she was pregnant, she couldn’t stoop for a long time. Her palm barely grazed the girl’s hair before she straightened up again.

Qin Ruan looked down from above at the little girl, her voice gentle, "You’ve been dead for decades, you’re not a real child. You can choose to let go of some things, don’t stray from the path anymore."

If you commit any more killing, your soul will truly be obliterated."

The little girl sitting on the ground suddenly looked up, her bloody eyes coldly fixed on Qin Ruan.

"I can’t let go, I will never let go!"

Her expression was obsessed and full of hatred, as if she wished everything around her to perish with her.

Qin Ruan pursed her lips, at a loss for words.

Before knowing that these lost souls were harming people under the control of the Huangjue Tree, she hesitated between allowing their souls to scatter and sending them to the Underworld.

Now, she only had one thought, to send all these pitiful lost souls to the Netherworld.

The six realms of rebirth, whether they would be cast into one of the three good or three evil paths next, was their fate.

There’s a saying, without experiencing another’s suffering, one cannot advise others to be virtuous."

She could empathize with these lost souls and give them a chance.

But she had no right to judge their actions.

Qin Ruan murmured softly: "You’ll let go eventually."

She turned around to look at the hundreds of lost souls lying on the ground behind her.

These puppets, having lost their Evil Qi, greatly reduced their Puppet Power, and their ability to harm others was diminished by half.

Pitiful and sad.

Who would know what they have to endure each day?

The grey sky blurred Qin Ruan’s eyes.

Before her arrival, these lost souls were lost.

As time goes on, they can’t escape the fate of turning into a pile of bones.

She’s not these people’s savior, nor is she the executioner who reaps their lost souls.

Qin Ruan was too late.

Now, the only thing she could do was to send them to Netherworld for Yama’s judgement.

Qin Ruan closed her heavy-lidded eyes, her red lips slightly parted: "Yama taught me to kill demons, granting me divine power to annihilate, commanding all spirits and ghosts to submit. Yama’s decree is executed with haste, destroy the evil!"

Dark fog flooded into the forest instantaneously, the heavy sounds of chains echoed from the darkness.

"Miss Qin."

A cold as ice voice that carried deference resonated.

Qin Ruan opened her eyes, her deep gaze fixed on the envoy of the Netherworld before her.

This time it wasn’t the dual envoys who came, but more than ten ordinary ones.

The excessive number of envoys that had arrived reflected the enormity of the task.

Qin Ruan’s brows furrowed slightly, her speech slow: "Take these lost souls to the Netherworld."

"Yes!"

The envoy standing in front of her, sensing Qin Ruan’s bad mood, didn’t bother her unnecessarily.

All the envoys started to work busily.

The Soul-locking Chain tied up one lost soul after another.

Qin Ruan looked back at the little girl sitting on the ground behind her, her bloody eyes dull, her gaze fixed on the envoys busying themselves.

She looked utterly lost on her pale face.

It was as if someone had given her an exquisite and valuable doll, but she was in a mess and her hands were full of filth, she dared not reach out to accept it.

Qin Ruan felt a hollow sensation in her heart, somewhat repressed.

She spoke softly: "Go with them. I’ll take revenge for you, as for the sins of killing you’ve committed, the Netherworld will judge."

The little girl, as limp as a puppet whose strings were cut, stared blankly upward at Qin Ruan.

Blood mist filled her pupils: "Forty-six years, eight months, and three days, why didn’t you show up earlier?"

There was a trace of resentment in her childish stubbornness.

Qin Ruan just stared at her expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Tears welled up in the little girl’s bloody eyes.

One tear after another, teardrops of blood fell on the ground.

She cried without making a sound, filled with such sorrow, grief, and despair.

Blood tears spilt from the little girl’s eyes like a breached dam.

All this while, she wasn’t making too much of a crying sound.

The little girl wasn’t the first victim, but she was the one who had the most harmony with the Huangjue tree’s main body.

When she was turned into a puppet, the pain she bore was much more than the other lost souls.

Suddenly, Qin Ruan felt that her past life may not have been that miserable after all.

Many people in this world live discontent lives.

There’s always someone suffering in silence in a corner unknown to others.

They have no chance to struggle, they can only wait for death to come.

A lonely death...

Qin Ruan didn’t want to continue to dwell on this, pregnancy always made her emotional.

She waved away her thoughts and squinted at the little girl, taking a deep look at her before turning to leave.

Her retreating fgure was resolute and proud, with a powerful oppressive aura that was enviable.

Qin Ruan passed through the black fog, and saw Lin Hao, Wei Linchen, and the Hidden Guards of the Huo Family standing outside the fog.

Wei Linchen was on a call. Seeing Qin Ruan emerge from the fog, he said to the person on the other end of the phone, "You go back to the dorm first, I will be back shortly."

After finishing his sentence, he hung up the call.

Wei Linchen quickly walked towards Qin Ruan, "Is everything settled?"

Qin Ruan’s delicate face was tinged with blue, "Not yet."

The sins committed by the Huangjue tree, how could they be easily resolved?

Though the main body had escaped, she swears to track him down.

After all, this affair is deeply intertwined with Lingfeng and Lan An.

Wei Linchen also knew that the main body of the Huangjue tree had escaped, and guessed that Qin Ruan wouldn’t be willing to give up.

"My assistant found out something about the cause of the six deaths in school and the origin of the Huangjue tree."

Qin Ruan knit her brow, suggesting, "Let’s go to the artificial lake first."

When she was just dissolving the hundreds of lost souls entwined with the Huangjue tree, she did not see Cheng Xuelan’s puppet body.

She suspected that the girl might be hiding at the bottom of the artificial lake.

There would surely be an evil presence lingering where the black water of the lake and the malicious Evil Qi meet.

Wei Linchen did not oppose this.

The group left the small forest, heading for the artificial lake.

No one looked back at the dense black fog they left behind.

Inside, hundreds of wronged souls had been freed, leaving only ruins and wreckage behind.

This was a brutal massacre that lasted for hundreds of years.

The fog will eventually disperse, with dawn on the horizon.

Odi School’s artificial lake.

Qin Ruan, Wei Linchen, and Lin Hao took a boat to the center of the lake.

The closer they got to the center of the artificial lake, the colder the surroundings became.

It was a coldness that seeps into one’s bones, permeating their bodies at a fast pace.

Even bundled in clothing, they could not resist the chilling invasion.

Wei Linchen’s coat sleeve was dirty, so he rolled it up. But with the cold seeping into his bones, he forgot about his cleanliness and let his sleeves down again.

Wrinkling his brow, he complained out loud: "The Yin Qi is so strong here. Are we really sure there’s only one lost soul in this lake?"

Qin Ruan’s gaze was fixed on the center of the lake not far away, her voice deep: "More than one."

She could already see six heads popped up from the water in the center of the lake, all male with short hair.

Their faces were white as sheets, hair soaking wet, their dark eyes staring intently at them.

The lake water was filled with a putrid stench of rotting corpses.

Lin Hao, who was rowing the boat, suddenly froze.

Qin Ruan turned to look at him.

Lin Hao’s eyes were fixed on the six heads in the center of the lake. His Adam’s apple bobbed nervously, filled with fear.