Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 668: Master Fu or Third Master Huo, Who Is Superior?

Chapter 668: Chapter 668: Master Fu or Third Master Huo, Who Is Superior?

According to the research conducted by the Huo family, Fu Yinru is a ruthless character. Getting something out of him could at the very least cost some price, and could potentially cost lives.

Huo Yirong raised his eyebrows slightly, detecting an all too familiar aroma on him.

Fu Yinru stood beside his little sister, Fu Qiyue, with his hand around her shoulder, whispering something in a soft tone.

A splendid smile was apparent on Fu Qiyue’s face, exposing a sense of reliance in both her attitude and eyes, just like a little girl.

The Fu family head gazed at his children with satisfaction.

When Huo Yirong and Ling Xuzi entered the room, the three members of the Fu family turned to look at them in unison.

Fu Yinru lifted his gaze, taking a quick look at Huo Yirong, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The other’s gaze made Huo Yirong feel slightly offended.

His tailored suit, despite its many layers, wasn’t successful in obstructing the scrutinizing icy gaze of Master Fu.

Fu Yinru’s gaze fixed on Huo Yirong’s elegant countenance, he nodded lightly, speaking dryly, "Master Huo."

Fu Yueyuan, who stood beside Fu Yinru and Fu Qiyue, stepped forward with a playful smile.

He introduced to Huo Yirong, "Master Huo, this is my incapable elder son, Yinru."

In his dark, deep eyes, a hint of a playful smile appeared at the corner of Huo Yirong’s mouth.

He treated Master Fu with a frivolous attitude, "Master Fu, nice to meet you."

The intense gaze from Fu Yinru made him uncomfortable, making his attitude slightly unusual.

Fu Yinru furrowed his eyebrows, perceiving Huo Yirong’s displeasure but chose not to comment on it.

Fu Yueyuan then looked at the Spiritual Mountain Gate’s Ling Xuzi who stood next to Huo Yirong, clad in a Tang suit: "I suppose this is the respected Master Ling Xuzi of the Spiritual Mountain Gate?"

Ling Xuzi responded with an aloof manner, "I’m hardly a master, just making a living as a gatekeeper."

Fu Yueyuan hastily added, "You are too modest, Master. The Spiritual Mountain Gate has a history of hundreds of years, and its power in the Mysterious Studies World is something that many Heavenly Masters aspire to."

Even with the compliment, Ling Xuzi’s attitude remained moderate: "There are always people beyond people, and Heavens beyond Heavens. The Spiritual Mountain Gate is no match for reclusive experts who are indifferent to fame and fortune, we’re just worldly after all."

Hearing this, a genuine smile appeared on Fu Yueyuan’s face.

He turned to look at Huo Yirong, "Master Huo, why don’t we let Master Ling Xuzi take a look at Yinru?"

Huo Yirong slightly lifted his noble chin, and Ling Xuzi stepped forward from his shadow, walking towards Fu Yinru.

He stood before Fu Yinru, sweeping his gaze over the other’s profound features.

Ling Xuzi extended his hand towards him.

Fu Yinru tentatively lifted his wrist.

Ling Xuzi grasped his hand and slowly closed his eyes.

The expressions of those in the room varied.

Fu Yueyuan was visibly anxious while, Fu Qiyue, expectantly watched the situation unfold between Fu Yinru and Ling Xuzi.

Only Huo Yirong rested lazily on a single sofa, his face calm.

After several minutes, Ling Xuzi released Fu Yinru’s hand.

He looked at Huo Yirong with a solemn face, "Master Huo, Master Fu is possessed by an entity. I can only do my best, but I cannot guarantee success."

Huo Yirong, leaning leisurely against the back of the sofa, had a subtle smile on his face, "If it can be done, then do it. If you cannot solve it, they won’t make things difficult for you."

Hearing these words, Ling Xuzi felt a moment of relief.

Fu Yinru is strong and his Yang energy is excessive, attracting wicked entities to feed on him, especially those with deep Daoist cultivation.

He listened to the conversation between Huo Yirong and Ling Xuzi, a slight smile touched the corners of his lips.

Ling Xuzi took out a triangular talisman paper from his pocket.

The faint yellow paper revealed a hidden red trace, but due to its folds, it was hard to make out the pattern.

Ling Xuzi presented the talisman paper to Fu Yinru, "Master Fu, hold this in your palm."

Fu Yinru’s left eyebrow twitched, and there was an indescribable indifference on his face.

He took the talisman paper and clenched his fist.

Months ago, Nanyin Temple’s Hui Cheng had done the same.

The talisman he used was the Maoshan Sect’s puppet suppression talisman.

When he took the talisman paper then, it had no effect.

He had thought that Ling Xuzi’s talisman paper would also be the same.

Little did he know, as soon as the talisman paper was clenched in his hand, his palm felt as if it was on fire.

"Hiss!"

Fu Yinru swiftly released his hand with a slight hiss.

The talisman paper in his hand had turned to ash.

He opened his palm swiftly, and the wind swept some of the ashes onto the room’s floor.

"Big Brother, are you okay?!"

Fu Qiyue sprinted forward in small steps when she saw the bizarre event.

She grabbed Fu Yinru’s hand and examined it with a worried look.

The unusual event just happened in front of everyone, and Miss Fu had a clear view of it.

The talisman paper was intact before it was clenched, but now it had turned into ashes.

This phenomenon made the complexion of the Fu family members change.

Ling Xuzi was staring at the ashes in Fu Yinru’s palm, his otherwise nonchalant face revealing a slight change of emotion.

Fu Yinru stared intently at the ashes in his palm, an odd expression on his face.

He remembered that the talisman paper Master Hui Cheng from Nanyin Temple gave him had no effect.

The female puppet disturbing him was ultimately taken care of.

Yes, a female puppet.

A puppet that tried to seduce him and disrupted his normal life.

Following that event, Master Fu started to believe in the existence of foul creatures in the world.

He could clearly feel the talisman paper disintegrating into ashes in his palm.

Does this imply that Ling Xuzi’s mystical cultivation is a notch higher than Master Hui Cheng from Nanyin Temple?

It makes sense, otherwise, why has the Huo family been so close to the Spiritual Mountain Gate all these years?

It is rumored that Huo Yirong has always been in poor health, and it was the Head of the Spiritual Mountain Gate who has been treating him.

Fu Yueyuan stared at the ashes in his son’s palm, and his smile could no longer maintain, as his face slowly took on a serious look and an indescribable aura began to emanate from him.

The head of the Fu Family tried hard to suppress his overwhelming aura, and asked Ling Xuzi as calmly as possible: "Master, what is happening?"

Ling Xuzi looked up and said slowly: "Mr. Fu, the demon that has entangled your eldest son is deeply cultivated. I’m afraid I can’t help."

He exuded a transcendent calmness and indifference.

Although he seemed to possess the characteristics of a worldly wise man untouched by the world, his attitude was wholly detached and unconcerned.

Upon hearing that even Ling Xuzi couldn’t solve it, Fu Yueyuan’s face turned cold instantly.

He could not accept Ling Xuzi’s explanation.

If he could pinpoint the source of the problem, how could he possibly fail to solve it?

The head of the Fu Family bowed to Ling Xuzi: "Master, if even you cannot help Yinru, I assume that there are few in the Mysterious Studies World who can. Please help us, the Fu family will be immensely grateful!"

Ling Xuzi deeply observed Fu Yueyuan and Fu Yinru. As for Fu Qiyue, he completely ignored her.

Before the Fu family came to the Imperial Capital, the starfield of the extinct Nangong family, which was once around the Ziwei Star and Imperial Star, was replaced by this new star, the Fu Family.

The Imperial Star, surrounded by various stars, was not as bright as this new star.

Ling Xuzi was somewhat selfish; he did not want to see other starfields replacing the Imperial Star.

The advent of the Imperial Star could bring great benefits to the community at large.

This would be a great event that would bring good merits to the continental territory and its people.

Fu Yinru’s Yang characteristics were too strong. He was the trueborn son of the Fu family and the next head of the Fu family. This son was extraordinary.

Comparing such a person with Huo Yirong... Ling Xuzi found himself at a loss about who was the superior one.

Huo Yirong’s the eight Chinese characters of a person’s horoscope were all Yin, making him a Pure Yin life.

Fu Yinru, with his Pure Yang Body, was easily targeted by evil spirits that desired to consume his Yang energy for cultivation.

In terms of physical strength, Huo Yirong was no match for Fu Yinru.

As for strategy and tactics, Ling Xuzi did not understand Fu Yinru enough, but he suspected that he was not to be underestimated.

Seeing that Ling Xuzi was in deep thought and hesitating, Fu Yueyuan incessantly pleaded: "Master, I only have one heir, please save Yinru! Your great kindness and virtues will never be forgotten by the Fu family. If you ever need our help in the future, you only need to ask!"

Ling Xuzi looked up, his indifferent gaze fell on Fu Yueyuan’s face filled with anxiety.

There were no threats or temptations from him, only the anxious look of a caring father.

Ling Xuzi suppressed the selfish thoughts that sprung up in his mind.

Fate was already determined and could not be easily changed.

Even if he did not intervene and Fu Yinru indeed encountered a disaster, following the rule of cause and effect, the Fu family would not fall as a result.

If the Imperial Star and other starfields were destined to compete for supremacy, he, as an ordinary man, did not have the power to attempt to change anything.

Just let everything take its course.

Ling Xuzi regained a semblance of semblance of warmth on his face, and calmly spoke: "I can only try my best."

Fu Yinru looked up, his deep eyes showed a soft glow: "Thanks for your efforts, Master."

He then turned his gaze to Huo Yirong, who was sitting on the sofa, with his face full of complacency.

"Thank you, Second Master Huo."

After all, Ling Xuzi was invited by the Huo family, so it was only right for him to offer his thanks.

Huo Yirong sat still, with a smile that was difficult to interpret: "Isn’t it a bit early to be saying thanks?"

Fu Yinru looked at him with his eyes half-closed, pondered for a moment, then said, "Thank you, regardless."

His deep voice, although it expressed a simple phrase, gave off an intriguing allure.

Huo Yirong snorted lightly: "Who knows what kind of thing has entangled you, the Fu heir. If something happened in the midway, wouldn’t I be unworthy of your thanks?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yueyuan and his daughter Fu Qiyue both fixed their eyes on him.

While the former managed to restrain himself to some extent, the anger in Fu Qiyue’s eyes was almost spilling out.

Had it not been for the fact that he was the Second Master Huo, Huo Yirong’s words could have caused him to be thrown out by the Fu family.

Seemingly oblivious to these two discerning gazes directed at him, Huo Yirong cornered up a smile that had a hint of mischief.

He met Fu Yinru’s deep gaze, which was so profound that it felt bottomless.

He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination.

He always felt that Fu Yinru was hard to get along with and had a deep mind. He seemed to have the same bloodthirsty nature as him, yet remained unfathomable, embodying the sneaky personality of his third brother.

Fu Qiyue, for some reason, took out an embroidery handkerchief, which had the pattern of peonies on it, reached for Fu Yinru’s hand, and diligently wiped his dirty palm.

During this time, Ling Xuzi took the opportunity to learn more about the situation.

He stood in front of Fu Yinru and asked: "Master Fu, Second Master told me that a few months ago you were possessed by an evil spirit in the south. Was it Master Hui Cheng from Nanyin Temple who helped you resolve the problem?"

Fu Yinru nodded, "Yes, during that time a female puppet often appeared in my dreams. It was Master Hui Cheng, along with Master Qiao from the Maoshan Sect who solved the problem."

Ling Xuzi’s well-maintained face was expressionless.

He said to Fu Yinru: "This time it’s not a female puppet, but a demon."

Fu Yinru understood and nodded. "I know they are not the same."

The female puppet was greedy for his body.

The evil spirit that appeared this time seemed to want to possess him, treating him as a personal possession.

Since he was prepared to settle the problem, Fu Yinru didn’t hold anything back and told Ling Xuzi everything that had happened recently.

"I believe I was possessed by an evil spirit after arriving in the Imperial Capital. Recently, two people have been affected. They were all women who had physical contact with me.

The first one died, and the second one was in an accident and is now lying in the hospital. She may never stand up for the rest of her life."

Ling Xuzi nodded and summarized in an extremely calm tone: "It seems like the fox demon wants to claim you for herself."