Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 82: Lingfeng, the Most Infatuated Puppet in the World

Chapter 82: Chapter 82: Lingfeng, the Most Infatuated Puppet in the World

The withered woman pointed at the fallen Du Changheng, her voice frosty and ominous, "Are you going to help him?"

Qin Ruan took a firm stance and shakes her head, "No."

She has no intention of interfering in their affairs.

Upon hearing this, the dangerous gleam in the hollow woman’s blood-red eyes faded away.

Before she could breathe a sigh relief, Qin Ruan parted her red lips, "Lingfeng, your cultivation hasn’t been easy. Are you sure you want to devote hundreds of years’ worth of it to a man like him?"

Her words pierced Lingfeng like needles.

In the Southland, there exists a Maple Ghost who is an elder who transformed into human form, also called Lingfeng.

Lingfeng, is one of the most infatuated Spirit Monsters in the world.

Legend has it, Lingfeng was a maple tree that has experienced many years between heaven and earth. One day, she became human. Unable to find the one who planted her, since a tree cannot move, she could only guard beneath the tree, hoping the one who planted her would return one day.

Scholars, gentles, and beauties from ancient times have written many sentimental, heart-moving classical poems about such a lovesick Puppet.

However, the woman in front of them, a wooden statue, is not the Lingfeng who evoked sympathy in ancient times.

She had transformed for hundreds of years, her cultivation level was much higher than most evil spirits.

Surprisingly, she hasn’t managed to harm anyone and intentionally stained her hands with fresh blood.

"Is it really Lingfeng!" Qiao Jiu exclaimed.

She and her master can tell that the woman is made of wood but they had not expected her to be Lingfeng, the most infatuated Spirit Monster in the world.

The blood-red light in Lingfeng’s eyes trembled slightly, and the red light in her eyes faded, gradually becoming clear black and white.

She stared at Xiaomei, who was kneeling at her feet, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

She then turned her gaze to Du Changheng, who was not far away, who Qin Ruan had kicked to the ground and was feigning death.

Lingfeng raised her hand and stroked her hair, which had transformed from wood to a shiny waterfall along with her eyes.

She revealed a simple smile on her face, stared at Qin Ruan, and asked, "Are you interested in hearing a story?"

"Can you make it short?"

In another two hours, Qi Mountain, covered by dense trees, would be in broad daylight. She didn’t want to waste her time here.

Lingfeng: "There are many details, it’s a long story. But I can cut it short."

Qin Ruan nodded slightly, "It would be an honor."

Lingfeng bowed to her in the manner of ancient nobility, "Thank you for your pity."

Qin Ruan didn’t say anything and waited quietly for her to finish.

Lingfeng began speaking.

Hundreds of years ago, when Lingfeng first gained spiritual wisdom, she knew she was a maple tree that had existed for a hundred years.

It grew in a dense forest, relying on the essence of heaven and earth for sustenance.

In the vast and dense forest, it was the only one who attained spiritual wisdom. Day after day, she began to feel lonely and even fantasized about the outside world.

Until one day, a handsome scholar passed by.

The scholar was very fond of her, liked the maple leaves dyed red, and even composed a beautiful poem for her on the spot.

Unfortunately, their time together was only half a day.

After the scholar left, Lingfeng missed him.

He was the first person she had ever seen.

He was the only one who had spoken to her, written her a poem, even touched her trunk and praised her leaves.

Day after day in longing, Lingfeng transformed into a human one day.

Finally, she could go find the scholar.

The scholar went to the capital for an imperial examination and ranked second, riding on the breeze of success. Rumour had it that he had attracted the attention of the Emperor’s daughter and would marry the princess soon.

Lingfeng didn’t understand these worldly affairs. She liked the scholar and went to him, wanting to be with him.

Lingfeng with her love for the scholar, while the scholar saw her beauty and had designs.

She was a precious creature that had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth for hundreds of years. After transforming into a human, her figure and face were all flawless.

There was no man who could reject Lingfeng’s genuine, unguarded love.