Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 749: One Thought Makes One a Buddha or a Demon, Hui Cheng’s Heart is Not Sincere

Chapter 749: Chapter 749: One Thought Makes One a Buddha or a Demon, Hui Cheng’s Heart is Not Sincere

Qin Ruan idly pushed back her shoulder-length hair, "I’m not like Master Hui Cheng, pursuing the grand and profound realm of Buddhism. I am a worldly person with my desires and emotions."

Master Hui Cheng brushed it off lightly, "Which creature in the world can truly cast off the shackles of worldly desires?"

"I see that Master cultivates the six realms of Buddhism, but how can you compare yourself to us worldly people?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Qin Ruan’s words.

A trace of derision flitted across Hui Cheng’s face, his smile was devoid of warmth but he offered no retort.

Qin Ruan caught his fleeting sneer.

She thought to herself, this man preaching Buddhism does not seem genuinely sincere, there was no true compassionate heart in him.

She started to understand why, upon her first meeting with Hui Cheng, she had sensed a conflicting aura of both righteousness and evil from him.

A single thought could turn one into Buddha or a demon.

Hui Cheng cultivates Buddhism, but he isn’t sincere in it.

The Buddhism he practices seems to lacked any genuine emotional connection.

Since she couldn’t get any information out of Hui Cheng, Qin Ruan stopped prying.

She wasn’t sure if there would be more opportunities to deal with him in the future, she thought, whether she could ask Qiao Nanyuan or Lun Wenbin about him later.

She always felt that this monk was unfathomable, with a strong sinister aura.

Seeing that Qin Ruan wasn’t keen to continue the conversation, Hui Cheng calmly rose from his seat.

He casually brushed nonexistent dust from his robe and resumed his chilly demeanor, "Lady Qin, if you have no other matters, I shall excuse myself."

Qin Ruan stood up as well, "I will have someone escort you back."

After all, he was the guest she had invited. She needed to ensure his safe return.

Even though they had contrasting views on certain subjects, they had still developed a measure of sentimental attachment from having spent so much time together in the group.

Hui Cheng did not refuse, he slightly nodded.

Qin Ruan motioned Lin Hao, "Lin Hao, take Master Hui Cheng back and ensure his safety."

"Yes, Madam!"

Lin Hao moved to Hui Cheng’s side.

After Qin Ruan saw them off and watched as they got into the elevator, she returned to her room.

Upon her return, Ling Xiaoxuan could no longer contain her curiosity.

"Qin Ruan, what did that monk mean? I didn’t understand."

"Take his words at face value. He was speaking in riddles, there’s no need to delve too deeply into any hidden meanings."

Qin Ruan moved closer to Ling Xiaoxuan, her eyes sparkled golden, signaling the activation of her Heavenly Eye.

The faint spectral presence on Ling Xiaoxuan that reeked of a dark energy was crucial to altering her fate.

Qin Ruan’s lips curled into a wicked smile, "Sis, altering someone’s fate is no easy task. I boldly guess that the benefactor mentioned by Hui Cheng is me.

You brought back the Mountain Demon from Qi Mountain and went to Cloud City to rescue your fiancé and his companions. I saved your life twice in this life, would you say I could be your benefactor?"

A look of helplessness spread across Ling Xiaoxuan’s pale face. She covered her eyes with her hands, her voice low, "I had the same suspicion, but I wasn’t sure.

Besides you, there isn’t anyone else around me with such extraordinary abilities. I wanted to confirm from Hui Cheng who my benefactor might be, but that monk remained tight-lipped."

She owed Qin Ruan too much.

If Qin Ruan was indeed her benefactor, Ling Xiaoxuan stood to derive no joy.

This would mean Qin Ruan would have to worry about her again.

She lacked the capability to repay the debt.

Their friendship didn’t span from childhood, they were merely friends due to their compatible temperaments.

She was indebted to Qin Ruan twice for saving her life and now for trying to alter her destiny. This was a debt she simply couldn’t repay.

Qin Ruan moved a few steps closer, shrinking the distance between her and Ling Xiaoxuan.

Her soothing voice carried a hint of warmth, "You have an issue with your own soul. I will disperse that spectral imprint following you from your previous life. To ensure that your fate actually changes, sis, try not to meet your brother-in-law for the time being."

No one saw that Qin Ruan’s body was enveloped in a sacred golden light, emitting a potent array of energies. She suppressed the oppressive aura emanating from her nether power to avoid alarming Ling Xiaoxuan.

Ling Xiaoxuan lowered her head, her voice barely above a whisper, "I don’t want to see him."

No one knew how frightened she was.

If being with him would cause harm to Ling Zeheng, she would rather never see him again.

She just wanted them to live a safe and peaceful life.

As Ling Xiaoxuan lowered her head, her burgundy hair fell down.

Qin Ruan reached out to help her tuck the strands of hair behind her ears, "Senior, I spoke to your uncle over the phone. His voice was weary, as if he hadn’t rested in a long time. He is very worried about you. You should call him to let him know you’re alright."

Xiaoxuan was moved and lifted her head to look at Qin Ruan, "Will he be in any danger?"

It had been a very long time since she last heard her uncle’s voice.

Qin Ruan held Ling Xiaoxuan’s hand and comforted her, "Don’t overthink it."

The normally carefree Ling Xiaoxuan seemed a bit scared at that moment.

The more resolute she had been when she went into hiding, the more scared she felt at this moment.

Her uncle had always loved and pampered her, whatever she wanted, he would bring to her.

From a young age, in every aspect, even when it came to her marriage, he arranged everything to be perfect.

Speaking of marriage, Ling Xiaoxuan remembered Lei Ning telling her that her uncle was about to get engaged.

In her past life, her uncle was also nearly engaged, but for some reason, it didn’t happen.

She wondered if in this life, his engagement would go smoothly.

No longer worrying about fate, Ling Xiaoxuan began to worry about Ling Zeheng’s engagement.

As she drifted in thought, a sudden pain spread from her hand.

The intense pain quickly spread throughout her body.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Ling Xiaoxuan couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

It hurt too much!

The pain was so intense that it felt like her bones were being crushed.

Sweat broke out on Ling Xiaoxuan’s forehead, her legs wobbled, and she couldn’t stand upright.

As she collapsed onto the floor, Qin Ruan lifted her with Nether Power and placed her onto the sofa behind her.

Throughout, other than holding Ling Xiaoxuan’s hand, Qin Ruan never touched her body.

Ling Xiaoxuan fell onto the sofa in a disheveled state.

Her face was sweaty and flushed, and the unbearable pain that swept over her entire body contorted her enchanting face.

The pain of her flesh being torn open was heart-wrenching, she wished she could just die.

Only those who have felt it firsthand would understand that death could be a release.

Listening to the wailing and moaning, Lei Ning wanted to help. But as he stepped forward, Qin Ruan stopped him with a stern look.

Song Qing, standing behind them, watched the scene with an unchanging expression.

The two trips out with the young Madam had shattered some of her understanding.

Even though she was internally churning, she maintained her professionalism as a Hidden Guard, showing no emotion on her face, giving nothing away.

Qin Ruan unleashed a significant amount of Nether Power to strip away the excess soul attached to Ling Xiaoxuan’s body.

Removing it was the first step.

Ling Xiaoxuan’s destiny needed to be completely detached from the Ling family.

A person’s fate is closely linked with their living environment and the people, things, and events they come in contact with.

"Qin Ruan, I... it hurts! It hurts—"

Ling Xiaoxuan trembled, without any strength to escape Qin Ruan’s Nether Power that was tearing at her soul.

The pain made her plea for mercy, her voice weak and pitiful.

Though she spoke softly, the other three in the room could hear her clearly.

"Senior, hang in there just a little bit longer, it’ll be over soon."

"Really... it, it hurts ahh..."

The tears welled up in Ling Xiaoxuan’s eyes, falling like broken beads, one after another.

The pain of her bones being crushed, it was just like this.

The intense pain stimulated every nerve in her body, making it feel like she was being stabbed by thousands of blades.

The agonizing pain engulfed her entire body, wave after wave, like the tide.

Ling Xiaoxuan’s face was streaked with tears as she begged, "Qin Ruan, spare me... it really hurts..."