Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 642: For anything, there must be an equal price to pay

Chapter 642: Chapter 642: For anything, there must be an equal price to pay

Wei Linchen sat aside, his slender fingers stroking his chin: "The souls that were hung on the tree before weren’t all from the school, judging by their attire,

I’ve noticed some of them wore clothes from different eras, and some were dressed in blue robes, they were not from the same era, were they?"

He did not ask whom Qin Ruan and the Huangjue Tree were familiar with.

Her hesitation just now had made it clear that she did not want to discuss it in detail.

A Tree Demon would probably only be familiar with its kin or colleagues.

Qin Ruan raised an eyebrow: "Indeed, not all the deaths were people from Odi School. Over the centuries, those who made wishes to the Huangjue Tree perished in large numbers every year, piling up in a chilling mound of bones over time."

Wei Linchen’s lips tightened slightly: "The fact that it’s been undiscovered for so many years, is also quite an accomplishment."

Qin Ruan’s gaze fell upon Cheng Xuelan and a few others affected by the curse: "I will investigate the matter related to the Huangjue Tree. Now there are marks implanted by the Huangjue Tree in them, I will help them extract the tree spirits. Should you send them off or should I do it?"

Wei Linchen shrugged: "You do it, I can’t send them off anyway. Every time I have to send off these souls I have to go find that old baldy from Nanyin Temple."

Seeking help from Hui Cheng of Nanyin Temple was more of a hassle than leaving it to Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan nodded: "It’s getting late. After I’ve dealt with them, I’ll head back."

She didn’t forget that when she left Champs Elysees Manor, she promised to have dinner with Grandpa San.

"Is the Tree Demon really gone?"

Having listened to Qin Ruan and Wei Linchen’s conversation, Cheng Xuelan interjected.

Despite her blood-red eyes, her expressions of resentment and vigilance had significantly receded.

Qin Ruan was slouched on the sofa, gently stroking her belly which was more active than usual, housing two little ones.

She glanced at Cheng Xuelan, her voice indifferent: "As I told you before, you chose not to believe."

Cheng Xuelan was stunned for a moment before blurting out: "So, can the other people at school be saved?"

Qin Ruan straightened up: "Other people?"

Her sharp eyebrows and delicate features exuded a sense of nonchalance.

Cheng Xuelan bit her lip: "Teacher Lu, and my roommates, the classmates in my class, they’ve all been targeted by the Huangjue Tree."

Qin Ruan narrowed her eyes, asking, "And how did you find that out?"

"After my death, I could sense on them the same feeling of death that I had, the sensation of being marked by the Huangjue Tree."

Qin Ruan pointed at the six male walked-dead squatting by Cheng Xuelan: "Did they die because they were also preyed on by the Huangjue Tree?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Xuelan nodded vigorously.

Qin Ruan’s dark eyes focused on Cheng Xuelan, her expression contemplative.

After a long pause, she asked, "Why did you possess Teacher Lu?"

Cheng Xuelan frowned, "I wanted to use Teacher Lu’s body to tell Teacher Kang to stay away from the Huangjue Tree."

"Then why didn’t you tell her?"

"After I possessed Teacher Lu, I couldn’t utter a word about the Huangjue Tree for some reason. I don’t know why that happened."

Talking about this, Cheng Xuelan’s face was filled with resentment.

Qin Ruan, massaging her thumb and forefinger together, was intrigued by Cheng Xuelan, "Write down the names of the people you believe to have been targeted by the Huangjue Tree."

Cheng Xuelan blinked, the red light in her eyes receding to a sullen black, "Okay!"

For some inexplicable reason, she simply trusted Qin Ruan.

The six of her classmates who she saved and who were turned into walked-deads informed her, upon her waking up, that they saw the Dean with these people.

They were Heavenly Masters brought by the Dean from outside the school.

Without this information, she wouldn’t have fully believed Qin Ruan based on a few words.

Out of the blue, Qin Ruan asked: "Why did you return to the school during the summer vacation? Why did you die in the artificial lake?"

Cheng Xuelan pointed at herself: "Me?"

Qin Ruan’s eyebrow quirked slightly, as if to clarify, yes you.

Cheng Xuelan slowly lowered her head: "It was because of my greed."

Wei Linchen chimed in: "Did you also make a wish to the Huangjue Tree?"

Cheng Xuelan looked up at him and did not deny it.

She said: "I fell ill, and it was incurable. My days were numbered and I was so young, I couldn’t resign myself to die just like that, I wanted to improve.

My classmates always talked about how effective the wish-making tree in our school was, so I had made a wish in the small woods before summer vacation."

Wei Linchen scornfully retorted: "It’s foolish. Nothing comes easily in this world. If you wish to gain something, you need to pay an equivalent price."

A layer of frost shrouded his face, his expression contemptuous, callous, and ruthless.

Cheng Xuelan pursed her lips tightly, unable to refute.

She had indeed paid a hefty price.

If it weren’t for her greed, if she hadn’t made a wish, she would still have a few more years to live.

Cheng Xuelan took a deep breath and continued: "Sometime after that, school was out for the summer. There wasn’t much change in my health in the initial period, but I felt notably less burdened inside.

Later, when I had a physical examination at the hospital, one of my high-risk indicators had dropped significantly. There was a chance of recovering from the illness. I took it as good news, thinking the wish-making tree was truly miraculous.

It was until a day during vacation, I went to our family’s shop and ran into Teacher Kang, Teacher Lu, and some other classmates. That day, I felt rather unusual."

Qin Ruan listened quietly, not interrupting.

One of the walked-deads beside Cheng Xuelan spoke in a low voice to explain.

"We didn’t mean to act like that that day, you seemed like a different person, even the way you dressed was... we, we thought you were really led astray."

Cheng Xuelan looked at the walked-dead who spoke out. The corners of her lips curled up in understanding: "I know, I might have felt uncomfortable if it had happened to the old me, but I really didn’t take it to heart."

Another male walked-dead said to her: "Actually, you’re really nice."

"Yes, you’re quite pretty, you’re just a little aloof. A lot of male classmates in my class talked about you."

"Actually, actually... I kind of liked you."

Comforted by their words, a bright smile appeared on Cheng Xuelan’s face.

Despite her abnormally pale face, her smile was still charming.

Qin Ruan rested her head on one hand, watching as these young male and female walked-deads held an impromptu tea party.

Unsurprisingly, this atmosphere reminded her of her own high school days in West City.

There were no good high schools around West City. A large part of the student body comprised of troublemakers.

Even Qin Ruan, was known as a headache for the teachers.

Wei Linchen was in no mood to appreciate the scene.

The stains on his sleeves, the faint smell of decay on his body made him extremely uncomfortable.

At this very moment, there was just one thing he wanted to do.

Take off this set of clothes immediately, take a good shower, and change into clean clothes.

Seeing that they seemed to be reminiscing about the past, Wei Linchen interjected.

"If you want to reminisce or profess love to each other, there’ll be plenty of time in the Netherworld. Let’s sort out the important matters now."

As the villain Wei, who would interrupt a reunion of classmates, spoke up, all seven walked-deads turned to look at him.

Wei Linchen was completely unfazed, his refined face exuding an air of detachment.

He motioned to Liuliu, who was standing next to him: "Go and get paper and a pen."