Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 965: The Dashing Ruanruan, Live Streaming the Tormenting of a Puppet

Chapter 965: Chapter 965: The Dashing Ruanruan, Live Streaming the Tormenting of a Puppet

Afeng clutched his arm, where a chunk of flesh had been bitten off, and a surge of survival instinct erupted, finally allowing his stiff body to move.

He staggered toward the direction of Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie, nearly falling en route.

Just as he was less than two meters from his teammates, he was suddenly seized by a force that grabbed his collar, and his body was violently thrown against a wall adorned with red, eerie graffiti.

"Bang!"

Afeng’s body slammed into the wall and fell straight to the ground, letting out a wretched scream.

This time, along with his screams, there was the sound of the door being kicked open.

Qin Ruan appeared at the doorway, calmly withdrawing her foot, holding the Golden Whip in her hand.

The camera aimed directly at the door captured the image below her waist, including the Golden Whip engraved with the pattern of flowers from the far shore.

She descended like a born ruler, looking down on Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie, who were cowering by the door.

Qin Ruan’s gaze was indifferent, her voice proudly chilling to the bone, "Aren’t you going to hurry up and get out?"

Seeing her, Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie scrambled for the door as if they had seen their savior, fleeing in utter disarray.

Qin Ruan looked coldly at Afeng, who was lying on the ground inside the room, and also saw the Evil Puppet crawling toward him.

Just as the Evil Puppet was about to bite Afeng again, she made her move.

The Golden Whip in her hand extended by several meters, bursting with the immense Nether Power and lethal intent, and fiercely lashed at the soul of the Evil Puppet.

The piercing and shrill cries of the Evil Puppet filled the silent room, reaching the ears of hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast.

[F*ck! My ears feel violated!]

[Can someone tell me what happened, why did I see a golden light?]

[I saw it too, it’s so thrilling! Comparable to a blockbuster movie!]

[Holy sh*t! That blood earlier scared the crap out of me, they’re really pushing the envelope for thrills!]

[Bro, I’m a buff dude over six feet tall, hiding under the covers watching the live stream, who can understand my weakness and helplessness?]

[I felt the breath of death, there really are Puppets!]

[What bad karma did I accrue by clicking on this?]

[The woman who kicked in the door has to be a Heavenly Master, she has an aura no ordinary person has, Xiaomin’s exploration team is saved now.]

[So thrilling! So thrilling!]

[This is even more exciting than watching a blockbuster!]

Among them were a few messages begging the "mysterious lady" to show her face on camera.

Qin Ruan was unaware that her lower body and the Golden Whip had appeared in the live broadcast.

After a single whip strike, she did not stop, continuing to lash the Evil Puppet with blinding speed, leaving only afterimages.

After three strikes, the Evil Puppet was instantaneously eradicated.

Having been bitten by the Evil Puppet, Afeng clearly saw its true form and how it disintegrated into smoke under Qin Ruan’s whip.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, he also held a sense of awe for Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan, from her lofty position, fixed her gaze on him, her cool voice emotionlessly asking, "Can you still walk?"

"I can!" Afeng gritted his teeth, enduring the pain in his arm, and shakily rose from the ground.

Qin Ruan turned and walked out the door, casting a glance at the bloody handprints on the wall inside the room and the red, ominous graffiti before leaving.

Outside the door, Min Zhenghao and Meng Jie encountered the Puppets again.

The corridor was packed with Puppets; they were everywhere, on the floor, walls, and even the ceiling, leaving no place unoccupied.

Meng Jie was wrestling with a Puppet, cursing loudly, "Just what the hell are you? Show yourself, grandpa ain’t afraid of you!!"

He grappled bare-handed with the female Puppet’s arm, his body swaying to avoid its bites.

Driven by a surge of survival instinct, Meng Jie’s eyes turned red, his complexion ashen and twisted, making him look more like a Puppet than the female Puppet.

If an ordinary person witnessed his bizarre actions towards thin air, they would surely think he had gone mad.

Min Zhenghao was sitting collapsed at the doorway, clutching a stool missing a leg, his body trembling uncontrollably as he murmured something.

Qin Ruan approached him and had to bend down to hear what he was saying.

"Gods above, save me, come save me, I don’t want to die, save me, save me! If I am saved this time, I will be good for the rest of my life..."

Qin Ruan coughed softly and couldn’t help but let out a light laugh.

Upon hearing her laugh, Min Zhenghao thought there was a Puppet, hugged his head with both hands, and chanted even louder than before.

"Buddha, Jade Emperor, Guanyin, God of Wealth, Jesus, God... whether gods or demons from Magic City, please come and save me, I will definitely burn incense for you from now on wuwuwu..."

As he spoke, tears started to trickle down his face.

Qin Ruan ignored him, suppressing a smile and walked away.

Standing in the middle of the corridor, the Golden Whip she held in her hand burst forth with powerful Nether Power, its golden light unleashed without restraint, causing the various Puppets in the hallway to turn their attention towards her.

Some of them had no eyes, just pairs of bloody hollows eerily staring at her.

Qin Ruan’s long black hair casually spilled over her back, her delicate features enshrouded with bone-chilling coldness, emitting an indescribable commanding presence from head to toe.

Despite her seemingly delicate frame, she exuded a powerful aura, her body’s cool Evil Qi even more terrifying and hair-raising than the multitude of Evil Puppets before her.

The Evil Puppets were subdued by the soaring Evil Qi from Qin Ruan’s body and the Nether Power on her Golden Whip.

They could feel the threat emanating from this woman.

Amidst the gaze of the many Evil Puppets, Qin Ruan casually tilted her chin up, her red lips curving into a reserved smile of pleasure.

With a light twist of her wrist, the tail of the Golden Whip landed on her other palm. She held the whip’s tail gently, as her melodic and clear voice echoed through the corridor.

"Will you line up obediently for me to send you to the Netherworld, or do you want to taste my whip?"

The words were soft and gentle, yet inexplicably threatening.

Afeng walked out of the room with a camera in his arms, and heard Qin Ruan’s words.

Min Zhenghao released his head, looking towards Qin Ruan in surprise.

Thanks to Qin Ruan’s effort, Meng Jie, who couldn’t see the Puppets, was no longer struggling with them and had a chance to catch his breath.

Yet, he still felt as though something in the empty hallway was staring at him, his hands restlessly waving through the air.

Meng Jie couldn’t see the Puppet Monsters around him, nor could he see his flailing hands hitting their faces, chests, arms, and other body parts.

The sensation of encountering the cold contact of a Puppet confirmed for him that something was indeed present.

Thinking of those things as Puppets, Meng Jie’s bloodshot eyes roamed over Qin Ruan, Min Zhenghao, and Afeng.

"Ahhhh..."

Suddenly, he let out a piercing scream and ran frantically downstairs.

Seeing Afeng exit the room unharmed, Min Zhenghao looked puzzled and asked dumbly, "What’s gotten into Meng Jie?"

Afeng glanced at him carelessly, without a word, and then returned his gaze to Qin Ruan.

At that moment, the smile on Qin Ruan’s lips deepened slightly, still smiling yet somehow chilling to the bone.

An Evil Puppet, clad in tattered medical staff attire, boldly approached her, limping along, half its face rotting as if corroded by something.

It mumbled something incomprehensible, its half-exposed, pallid face twisted into a fierce snarl.

As the Evil Puppet rushed towards her, bits of decaying flesh fell to the ground, the expression on the half-exposed face looked extremely angry.

Qin Ruan understood the language the Evil Puppet was speaking. Her originally smirking face became solemn, her eyes erupting with a murderous rage.

Her fox-like eyes fierce, she lashed the Golden Whip in her hand at the approaching Evil Puppet with an earth-shattering force.

A grating cry of agony pierced the air.

With that whip, charged with furious anger, Qin Ruan struck the Evil Puppet, scattering its soul.

Seeing this, the other Evil Puppets scattered, running or crawling toward the direction they came from, while some writhed on the ground with their broken bodies trying to flee.

Qin Ruan’s red lips curved into a wicked cold smile as she stepped toward them, the Golden Whip in her hand wildly lashing out like a frenzied spectre.

Each whip used up a portion of the Nether Power within her.

The Golden Whip seemed sentient, specifically targeting the Evil Puppets in medical staff uniforms, while those dressed in striped patient garments were temporarily unharmed.

As Qin Ruan powerfully dominated the Puppets, she didn’t notice the camera Afeng held in his arms capturing her silhouette.

The viewers in the livestream couldn’t see the Evil Puppets, but they could hear the heart-wrenching screams of the Puppets when the Golden Whip struck them.

They didn’t care if the light from the whip was a special effect from the livestream or if there really were Puppets; their eyes were glued to Qin Ruan marching in the hallway, swinging the whip with an awe-inspiring presence, emanating a powerful and domineering aura.

The comment section went wild for her, mesmerized by her, forgetting this was a horror adventure livestream.