Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 846: The One Who Waited a Thousand Years, Chu Zifeng’s Scheme

Chapter 846: Chapter 846: The One Who Waited a Thousand Years, Chu Zifeng’s Scheme

Qin Ruan’s gaze swept across the other souls lying on the ground, all of whom were female Puppets.

Suppressing the revulsion in her heart, she sniffed the air again.

There was no pungent scent resembling that of daphne flowers, but rather the thick fragrance emitted by a woman in the throes of passion.

Chu Zifeng helplessly shook his head, his voice restrained and clear, "These are all rushing to entice me, only to bring disaster upon themselves by being consumed by lust. Alas, it’s a curse to be born with such beauty—"

Qin Ruan curled the corner of her mouth, her face speechless.

This man was truly narcissistic, but looking at that face of his, he did have the capital to be so unabashedly arrogant.

Seeing Chu Zifeng’s content expression, Qin Ruan said no more and turned to leave.

As she stepped out of the room, the light inside went out behind her.

With this step, Qin Ruan directly stepped out of the forbidden area.

She looked back to see the iron door that had been welded shut, just as intact as when she arrived.

The Jin Ling soul in her hand, upon leaving the room, also gradually regained consciousness.

Jin Ling’s eyes darted around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings, and panic mixed with the paleness on her face.

She looked at Qin Ruan with wary eyes, "Who... who are you?"

Qin Ruan dropped her, her eyes devoid of emotion, her voice cold, "Why did you come here?"

Jin Ling, looking around at the unfamiliar environment, confusion written on her face, "Where is this? Why am I here?"

Good question!

Qin Ruan wanted to know as well.

Suddenly, Jin Ling’s already pale face grew even whiter.

She remembered!

She had died, a victim of the backlash from the Witch Clan’s secret technique for eternal youth.

But why was she here? Surely it wasn’t the Underworld Envoy from the Underworld who took her away.

Qin Ruan saw her helpless confusion and the reluctance in her eyes, knowing it would be difficult to get anything out of her mouth.

She walked up to Jin Ling, her slender and pale fingertips touching the other’s forehead.

Strange and chaotic memories were instantly transmitted into Qin Ruan’s mind.

After combing through all the memories in Jin Ling’s mind, Qin Ruan failed to find the face of anyone from the Witch Clan.

She furrowed her brows and withdrew her hand, summoning an Underworld Envoy to take Jin Ling away, then left the school’s forbidden area with quick, undisturbed steps.

When Qin Ruan left the school, Chu Zifeng, reclined on the imperial couch inside the row of bungalows in the forbidden area, no longer had a mocking smile on his face.

His eyes were deep and still as water, his whole being exuded a cold and solemn aura, a stark contrast to his demeanor when facing Qin Ruan earlier.

The red-dressed female Puppet kneeling before the couch leaned in, carefully asking, "My lord, was that person we just saw the fateful one we’ve been waiting for?"

Chu Zifeng looked down at her, his expression seemingly amused, "Awei, we finally have the chance to leave this place."

He stretched out his hand as white as jade, and within his palm appeared a dark-colored Token.

Compared to the phantom Token he had shown Qin Ruan just before, this one looked more solid.

The red-dressed female Puppet stared unblinkingly at the Token, excitement and eagerness hidden in her eyes, then said uncertainly, "My lord, why not let that woman absorb the Evil Qi from the Token? We’ve waited here for a thousand years. As soon as she resolves the Token, our task will be complete, and we can immediately leave."

Chu Zifeng sat up, his crow-black hair scattered on the pillow behind him like a waterfall.

His features were cold, his chilly voice containing a hint of amusement, "If we really did that, she wouldn’t survive the absorption of the Yin Evil before her body would explode, and we would never see the light of day after leaving this place."

Awei’s eyes widened, she held her breath, murmuring, "Then what should we do next?"

Having waited by her master’s side for a thousand years, Awei was eager to return to Feidu City, to relive the carefree days of a thousand years ago.

As the day of her return loomed, an unexpected problem arose; how could she resign herself to it?

It wasn’t just Awei who was discontent; Chu Zifeng’s mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

But the more crucial the moment, the more one must stabilize and calm the mind.

Chu Zifeng, touching the Token in his hand, pointed at Awei’s eyes from across the air, "Look at these eyes, still reddening with impatience. Don’t worry, she’ll come back. Having waited for the destined one, there’s no way she won’t appear again."

Awei blinked her charming eyes, pushing back the bloodthirsty red in her gaze, and her face broke into a brilliant smile.

Immediately after, Chu Zifeng gave a command in a deep voice, "The number of Puppet Monsters coming here has been increasing lately; they are all after the Emperor’s essence blood. Order the enhancement of the barrier’s strength. We cannot afford any mistakes at this time."

Why these female Puppets were collapsing on the ground, writhing their soul forms, were moved by sudden emotions, or even producing insufferable substances, was simply because this forbidden place attracted them, enhancing their Puppet Power significantly. If used properly, they could even become supreme and noble Gods on the spot.

"Yes, my lord!"

Awei stood up, her cold eyes focusing on the female Puppets lying on the ground, a strong loathing and murderous intent flashing through her eyes.

The Emperor’s status was so exalted that even a drop of his essence blood was not something these filthy things could covet.

Chu Zifeng, holding the dark Token in his palm that had been rubbed thousands of times, looked on indifferently as Awei cleared the Puppets from the room.

He slightly narrowed his eyes, a pleasure flickering through them.

After so many years of waiting, the destined one had finally arrived.

Although it was Ming Tianheng who had brought her back, he remembered this favor.

With the arrival of the destined one, his hidden move would also be activated.

Yet... Chu Zifeng frowned irritably.

He always felt that some memories were missing from his mind.

In these thousand years, he had never seen his lord, and Feidu City seemed to have forgotten about him, never assigning him any tasks.

The Netherworld seemed too quiet over the years, while the evil spirits roaming the Mortal World had become restive and increasingly unruly.

Qin Ruan’s sudden visit today brought with her an indescribable feeling to Chu Zifeng, an inexplicable trust as well as a faint rejection deep within his heart, leaving his emotions extremely complex.

Chu Zifeng didn’t understand why, and this left him feeling irritable.

After a while, he scoffed lightly.

Forget it, no more thinking.

What followed was simply a wait in peace; he had a premonition that this time he would definitely leave this place.

...

Qin Ruan returned to the Huo Mansion; the day was already bright.

As she entered the hall of the small building, the sound of children’s laughter reached her ears first.

In the side room next to the fireplace, Qin Ruan saw Huo Yunjiao, who seemed detached from worldly affairs, sitting on the carpet, playing with the children.

His usually indifferent eyes were soft and focused on Huo Yao and Huo Anqi with an undeniable delight and fondness.

Handsome men were not uncommon, but those with character, charm, good breeding, and grace—attributes that shone bright all together—were rare.

Among them, Huo Yunjiao stood out.

Even when sitting on the ground, his posture remained impeccable and upright, a person of clear elegance and gentleness that drew one’s eye.

Huo Yunjiao, sensing something, suddenly looked back.

Not far away stood Qin Ruan, weary and covered in dust from her journey, catching his gaze.

"Ah—"

"Yiya—"

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, seeing Qin Ruan, waved their little hands excitedly and made a noise.