Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 992: The Scheming Third Master Huo, Even More Cunning than a Ten-Thousand-Year Fox

Chapter 992: Chapter 992: The Scheming Third Master Huo, Even More Cunning than a Ten-Thousand-Year Fox

Huo Yunjiao’s heavily oppressive aura underwent a conspicuous change, and Lan An’s dark green eyes flashed with surprise and solemnity. His body exuded the vibrant energy of green waves, and he swiftly formed hand seals while chanting under his breath.

The green energy wrapped around Qin Ruan and Huo Yunjiao at a great speed, as well as around all of the hidden guards of the Huo Family inside the room.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone entered a state of stasis, except for Lan An, who was still extracting memories.

After a few minutes, Lan An extracted clusters of white light from the minds of Qin Ruan, the Third Master, and all of the surrounding Hidden Guards.

The extracted white light consisted of brief memories from when he had just tested if the Third Master had regained his memory.

Lan An retracted his hands, and his face turned pale while his body swayed unsteadily, hardly able to maintain his humanoid shape.

With a worried look in his eyes, he gazed at Qin Ruan, and right before he was about to reveal his true form, he vanished from the spot.

After he left, Qin Ruan, Huo Yunjiao, and the others quickly regained consciousness and rationality.

The evil Qi and the thick scent of death on Huo Yunjiao’s body were also retracted in an instant.

Qin Ruan was still holding him up and swept her vacant gaze across the empty hall, asking in confusion, "Where’s Lan An?"

There was clear sobriety in the depths of Huo Yunjiao’s eyes. He clasped Qin Ruan’s hand, rubbing her hand back with his fingertips and asked gently, "Who is he? What did he come for?"

Upon close inspection, one could see a gleam of deep, dark light in his eyes, faintly tinged with a demonic red hue.

For some reason, Qin Ruan dared not look directly into his eyes and calmly said, "Lan An is a tree demon. He appeared and helped me when I was extracting the cold poison for Fu Yinru before."

The fingertips that had been rubbing her hand back paused, and Huo Yunjiao’s calm gaze became bone-chillingly cold.

The atmosphere turned eerily silent, and Qin Ruan’s breathing lightened.

Soon after, Huo Yunjiao spoke up, breaking the silence with a voice as tender as before, "Is Fu Yinru’s matter resolved?"

Qin Ruan raised her head and looked at him with clear, beautiful eyes, a faint smile on her face, "It’s all taken care of. He was taken away by the people of the Fu Family."

Huo Yunjiao’s lips curled up in a smile, and his laughter was low and pleasing to the ear.

He pulled Qin Ruan into his embrace, his dark eyes scanning Huo Qiang and others as he spoke with a gentle voice, "Little Auntie is still waiting for us. Let’s go back first."

Qin Ruan, leaning against his chest, fixed her fox-like eyes on the direction of the door, cold light swirling in her gaze as she obediently agreed, "Okay——"

Huo Yunjiao suddenly placed his hand on Qin Ruan’s crown and bent to kiss her lips, his eyes brimming with possessiveness that he could hardly suppress.

The kiss returned by Qin Ruan was more hurried than usual.

She wrapped her hands around Huo Yunjiao’s neck, doing her utmost to snatch his breath away with a strong, decisive urgency.

"Aruan, Aruan..."

Huo Yunjiao’s kisses fell on Qin Ruan’s neck, moving to the vital area of her life force, as he muttered her name in a low voice.

Qin Ruan tipped her elegant neck back, her gaze blankly fixed on the crystal chandelier extending from the third floor, and she responded in a blurred voice.

Her hands gripping the Third Master were incredibly strong, as if she wanted to knead him inch by inch into her bones and blood.

An inexplicable unrest muddled her mind, causing her to panic endlessly, with a feeling that something had spiraled out of control.

Hearing Qin Ruan’s response, Huan Yunjiao kissed even more fiercely, devoid of his usual tenderness, and with an irresistible ferocity.

Even so, Qin Ruan did not resist at all, wholeheartedly responding to the emotions conveyed by his physical touch.

Standing in the corner of the room, Huo Qiang and others turned their backs discreetly when the two were engrossed in their kiss and unable to part.

Qin Ruan’s eyes reddened, tears welling in her eyes, and a soft panting sound escaped from her mouth.

Her voice was hoarse, tinged with a hint of tears, "Third Master, did you remember something?"

The warm and cool lips on Qin Ruan’s neck stopped.

He lifted his gaze to look at her, his deep, pitch-black eyes seemingly wanting to draw one in as he stared.

He leaned in and kissed near Qin Ruan’s ear, his eyes dark and dangerous, "Ruanruan, what should I remember?"

His gentle voice brushed against Qin Ruan’s ear, tickling her, and she stammered in confusion, "I don’t know, something feels wrong, everything feels wrong."

Huo Yunjiao stroked her hair, his straight nose rubbing against Qin Ruan’s sweaty one, and spoke soothingly in a fluid, gentle voice, "Ruanruan, you are my wife, the mother of my child; no matter what happens, it won’t affect us being a family."

This promise reached Qin Ruan’s ears, and she was startled by the indifference and intensity inadvertently revealed by the Third Master, a domineering force that made her feel even more uneasy.

Sensing Qin Ruan’s unease, Huo Yunjiao gazed at her red lips, kissed her lightly, and said softly, "My girl, don’t overthink, I will never hurt you."

His voice was a bit hoarse but enchanting, with a seductively ambiguous tone.

Qin Ruan lowered her eyelids, "No, my original intention hasn’t changed, to be with you and watch our child grow up."

The precondition was her peaceful life, as long as it wouldn’t be disturbed.

Who exactly is Lan An, who are Changyuan and Hu Yixian.

She had a feeling that all of this pointed to Xia Yunchen.

A subtle smile appeared in Huo Yunjiao’s dark eyes, as he led Qin Ruan by the hand towards the exit, "Let’s go back, Ayao and Anqi must be getting anxious."

The two walked away hand in hand, their figures harmonious and warm in the leaving.

...

Lan An left the Huo Family and instantly appeared within Xia Yunchen’s luxurious mansion.

Changyuan was about to descend the stairs when he saw Lan An standing in the living room, his soul seemingly unstable as his limbs shifted back and forth between a tree and human form.

His proud blood-red eyes flashed with surprise as he frowned and asked, "Why have you come?"

"Cough cough..." Lan An let out a low cough, covering his heart meridian, speaking weakly, "I made a trip to the Huo Family, Huo Yunjiao has not regained her memory."

"Who let you go?!"

A deep and dangerously sharp voice came from the balcony on the first floor.

The Xia Yunchen bathed in the sunlight, upon hearing what Lan An had done, spoke with a sense of oppression that reflected his disagreement.

Lan An looked in the direction of the voice, kneeling on one knee on the ground, his voice trembling, "Master."

Xia Yunchen rose from the sun lounger and approached slowly, carrying with him an unconcealed fury.

He stood before Lan An, looking down at him from a higher position, and asked again in a deep voice, "Who allowed you to disturb Aruan?!"

Lan An raised his head to look him straight in the eyes, defiance written all over him, "Master has been suspecting the movements of the Ziwei Emperor Star lately."

Since Xia Yunchen regained his memory, he had not met Lan An; he was well aware who had leaked this news.

His cold gaze turned toward Changyuan, his lips pressed tightly together.

Lan An knew this was his own presumption, and he quickly admitted his mistake, "Master, this matter has nothing to do with Changyuan."

Xia Yunchen let out a cold laugh, looking down at Lan An, his voice soft yet carrying the unquestionable authority of a superior, "Since when is it your place to decide my affairs? Do you realize he’s the Emperor of Fengdu, the supreme god of the Netherworld, aren’t you afraid of muddling through?"

Lan An’s arms had already morphed into lifeless dry wood, and he endured the pain in his body, gritting his teeth, "Aruan is by his side; she has even borne him two children. Once he regains his memory, Aruan will be in danger!"

"Even I am not qualified to meddle in Aruan’s affairs. What gives you the right to disturb her peaceful life now? The truth of her past life is not yet clear; are you not afraid that the hard-won chance for her soul to be reshaped will be destroyed? Do you actually want to see her dead before you are satisfied?"

Xia Yunchen’s anger had no outlet, and he kicked a sofa beside him, flipping it over with just one kick.

Changyuan stepped forward to plead, "Master, Lan An did it also thinking of the Hidden Guard’s duty to Aruan."

Xia Yunchen laughed in exasperation, pointing at the two of them, shouting with a fury that seemed to wish he could remake them, "Am I, as her real brother, not concerned? You might be fond of her and dote on her, but you should not have disturbed her!"

Seeing that Lan An’s soul was unstable, Xia Yunchen ordered Changyuan, "Find a way to stabilize his human form, and tell me everything about what happened, in detail!"

Changyuan’s face showed defiance, but he obediently moved to stand behind Lan An.

The formidable and fierce divine power of the ancient divine beast was transferred into Lan An’s body, ensuring that his strength was stable enough to maintain his human form.

Lan An pressed his lips together nervously and recounted everything that occurred in the Huo Family to Xia Yunchen, who was in a restless and irritable state.

The more Xia Yunchen heard, the deeper the furrows between his brows became, his eyes emitting a cold and sinister light as he stared intently at Lan An.

"You mean to say, you heard from the Imperial Star Buddha Beads that Huo Yunjiao had traces of death on her?"

Lan An felt uneasy inside but braced himself and nodded, "Yes, sensing that something was terribly wrong, I used half of my cultivation to extract their memories of me probing, making them forget my attempt."

"Foolishness!" Xia Yunchen’s face turned pale with anger.

He gave Changyuan a cold sideways glance and commanded in a deep voice, "Go pack your things, we must leave the Capital City immediately!"

Upon hearing these words, Lan An panicked, no longer able to maintain his detached demeanor and said with incredulity on his face, "Master, do you actually approve of Aruan being with that man?

Have you forgotten how Aruan returned to Tu Mountain drenched in blood, even losing the child in her womb? The Netherworld has gone too far, a princess of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan of Tu Mountain is born with honor. Not even the Emperor of Fengdu has the right to take her life!"

He would always remember the way Aruan returned from the Netherworld, covered in blood and barely alive, with even her child by the Emperor of Fengdu not spared by those people of the Netherworld.

The dignified princess of the Nine-tailed Fox Divine Clan, when had she ever been humiliated like this? Even if her actions were utterly unforgivable, she did not deserve to be treated in such a manner.

If it weren’t for Aruan stopping them, the Nine-tailed Fox Clan would surely have left their home to storm the Hell of Fengdu to seek an explanation from the Lord of Northern Yin.

Xia Yunchen closed his eyes, recalling his sister’s tragic condition from those days, and his tone became much calmer, "If he truly intended to kill Aruan, why would he bother reversing time? The Netherworld is already a mess as it is. What we need to do now is to watch quietly and wait for Aruan’s life or death tribulation to come so we can help her through this ordeal.

Not to act on your own accord like you and Changyuan, turning her otherwise peaceful life into chaos. She is my own sister, whom I would protect at any cost; even if it means sacrificing myself to the Ten Thousand Evil Puppets and involving the fall of countless Divine Clans."

Changyuan, recalling the times when Aruan, a little girl, would ride on his neck, felt a surge of violence within him, and disregarding protocol, he asked, "Then why should we leave the Capital City? Shouldn’t we stay by Aruan’s side at this time?"

Xia Yunchen tapped his finger sharply and said, "Do you think the Emperor of Fengdu is a vegetarian? Do you have any idea why after so many years of frailty he still hasn’t died? He has the Imperial Star Buddha Beads protecting his body, and the servants of the Netherworld safeguarding him.

Today, because of Lan An’s reckless actions, we may very well have exposed ourselves. If we don’t leave now, should we wait for them to come knocking on our door? When the time comes, no amount of explanation will clear things up. This is a matter of great importance, and we cannot afford any slip-ups!

Aruan might also sense that something is amiss, and we can’t let her relive the despair of the past. That girl is too stubborn, and it’s all because she’s been spoiled by you all! Spoiled to the point of being lawless and unruly!"

Xia Yunchen was so angry that he spoke without restraint, his voice trembling without realizing that he was mostly to blame for Aruan’s spoiled and unrestrained behavior in the past.

His heart sank continuously, and he had a vague premonition that Huo Yunjiao was unlikely to have her memories stolen so easily by Lan An.

The other party was even more cunning than this thousand-year-old fox.

He massaged his temple in frustration and, seeing Changyuan still kneeling on the ground with Lan An, he said with uncontrollable anger, "Good for nothing but trouble, get upstairs and pack your things right now!"