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MHMWTTSBATUAS 430: Mastering the Power of Life and Death, Supreme Sense of Superiority

 


Chapter 430: Mastering the Power of Life and Death, Supreme Sense of Superiority


Qin Ruan dark eyes stared at Han Kexin, coldly smiling.


She stood up, the raging coldness in her eyes subsided, and she looked at the shadow not far away, a gentle and charming smile playing on her lips.


"You go back. I'll stay here. Convey my previous words to the King of the Underworld."


The shadow lowered its gaze and glanced at Han Kexin, who was lying on the ground motionless, as if being immobilized by pressure points.


With a sigh, the shadow slightly inclined towards Qin Ruan. "Miss Qin, then I shall take my leave."


"Go ahead."


Qin Ruan expression was gentle, her demeanor elegant, showing no trace of the terrifying aura she had exhibited before Li Gui.


The shadow only glanced at her once, quickly bowed its head, and slowly disappeared in the corridor.


In the empty corridor, only Qin Ruan remained, along with Han Kexin, lying on the ground, immersed in her past experiences.


Qin Ruan used special means to let her see everything that happened in her past life.


What Han Kexin saw was only an illusion, but it was everything they had personally experienced in their past lives.


Qin Ruan leaned against the wall, crossed her arms, and assumed a casual and lazy posture.


She slowly lowered her gaze, her dark and sinister eyes fixed on Han Kexin, exuding intense hatred in this not-too-large yet not-too-small space.


Han Kexin was no longer human and soon would not even be a ghost.


Qin Ruan felt the slight movements in her abdomen, sighed inwardly, wondering if the little one also hoped for her to seek revenge.


Han Xian was dead. Han Kexin shamelessly came to her door seeking forgiveness and delusionally hoped for reincarnation.


In the past life, her father, elder brother, second brother, two children, and even she herself were all doomed at the hands of Han Xian and Han Kexin, the mother and daughter duo.


She couldn't forgive them, and the hatred in her heart wouldn't disappear with their deaths.


There was no forgiveness when it came to the debt that must be repaid.


If we talk about how clever Han Xian and Han Kexin were in their past lives, they couldn't be considered as such.


It could only be said that certain fortunes were bestowed upon them in their past lives, and every step they planned required a combination of timing, location, and people. If any of these elements were missing, it wouldn't have led to the downfall of the Qin family.


That was what people called destiny.


She couldn't change her past life's fate, which led to her existence in this life.


The King of the Underworld reversed time and space, recreating her present life and showing her kindness. Qin Ruan kept it in her heart.


In just a few minutes, Han Kexin's vacant eyes gradually regained their vitality.


Her pitch-black, chilling eyeballs slightly moved in their sockets.


Qin Ruan noticed this subtle change, capturing it with her keen eyes.

She raised her red lips and sneered, ''Han Kexin, do you see it? Do you see my retribution? Do you see how my child died a tragic death? Do you see what despicable things you and your wicked mother have done?''


Han Kexin widened her eyes, filled with fear, timidity, helplessness, dread, and despair.


Just moments ago, she witnessed with her own eyes how Qin Ruan met a tragic end, orchestrated by her and her mother.


Although their plan at the Imperial Palace Hotel failed, Qin Ruan didn't gain the recognition of the Hou family either.


Qin Ruan and Third Master Hou missed each other by sheer coincidence, not knowing each other's identities.


Unbeknownst to Qin Ruan, she was pregnant with the precious heir of the Hou family, a child destined to be born into wealth and privilege.


Once she entered the prestigious and influential Huo family, everything she and her mother had done would be in vain.


Before the Hou family discovered Qin Ruan's identity, and before she even knew she was pregnant, she and her mother schemed to frame the other and send them to prison.


Qin Ruan endured oppression in prison for a long time, living in constant fear, enduring psychological torment and physical attacks by several individuals, leading to the loss of her unborn child.


One by one, the other members of the Qin family were eradicated by her and her mother, leaving them in possession of the vast family wealth.


It had always been their dream, and now it had become a reality.


They were the ultimate winners in this game of life.


However, in this world, there are no impenetrable walls, and Third Young Master Hou discovered that the person from the Imperial Palace Hotel was Qin Ruan.


He came for revenge himself!


The ruthless and horrifying methods employed by the Hou family were akin to hell, leaving them no room to live or die.


Although it seemed like they had emerged victorious, Qin Ruan was already dead, and yet they were subjected to unbearable suffering.


Qin Ruan had truly become their nemesis!


Han Kexin remained silent, collapsing to the ground in a state of despair.


Qin Ruan didn't care whether Han Kexin spoke or not. She approached her, raising her voice coldly, ''Han Kexin, knowing all of this past, do you think I would let you exist in this world?''


Han Kexin knew her death was imminent. She couldn't even hope to be reincarnated, let alone escape her fate.


As she witnessed those scenes, her heart was filled not only with joy and excitement but also with despair.


Han Kexin trembled with anger, her soul contorted. She shed all pretenses tonight, revealing a grotesque expression of hatred.


Her eyes glowed blood-red as she stared fiercely at Qin Ruan. ''I refuse to accept this! I refuse!''


Qin Ruan bent down, her sinister gaze fixed on Han Kexin's ugly face. ''Refusing to accept it changes nothing. Today, you will ultimately perish by my hands.''


Han Kexin, filled with hatred and malice, cursed in a venomous tone, ''Qin Ruan, you will have a wretched death! I curse you and your child to suffer! I curse your entire life to be filled with misery! Even if you are reborn, it won't matter. Sooner or later, you will end up like me. Your entire existence is stolen, and perhaps all of this is just your delusion, hahaha...'"

At the end of it all, Han Kexin didn't even know what she was saying anymore. She had gone insane.


Her hatred towards Qin Ruan made it impossible for her to accept everything.


"I declare your curse ineffective. Go to hell."


Qin Ruan's voice was calm as she extended her slender and fair hand, gripping Han Kexin's neck.


Han Kexin continued to stare at Qin Ruan with a hateful gaze, cursing venomously under her breath.


"I hate you! I hate you! Qin Ruan! I curse you to be utterly destroyed!"


Qin Ruan maintained a calm and elegant expression, revealing a cold murderous intent. "Han Kexin, if curses were effective, the curse I placed upon you and your mother in our past lives would have killed you ten thousand times over!"


Growing impatient, Han Kexin was no longer human at this moment. Violent means couldn't kill her; Qin Ruan could only devour her three souls and seven spirits using spiritual force.


Releasing Han Kexin's neck, Qin Ruan gathered the power of her spiritual force and struck her opponent's face.


Han Kexin tried to say something, but she suddenly realized that her body was slowly losing control, stiffening as an icy chill seeped into her bones.


She tried to reach out and grab Qin Ruan, even in her dying moments, wanting to bring her down with her, but she discovered that her arms couldn't lift.


Han Kexin felt her body becoming numb and unresponsive, as if turned into a sculpture. Every part of her body was immobilized; she was firmly pinned in place.


Qin Ruan lowered her gaze and calmly stared at Han Kexin's limbs. Her arms and legs had already turned into granular black dots, rapidly dissipating into the air.


"Han Kexin, let bygones be bygones. There is no longer any connection between us."


After saying those words, Qin Ruan adjusted her casual attire and walked past Han Kexin, whose body was being consumed by spiritual force.


Han Kexin's eyes locked onto Qin Ruan, internally screaming in anger.


No! You can't leave!


Qin Ruan, you will accompany me in death!


Qin Ruan, you wicked woman! I curse you to have a miserable death!


Wicked woman! I curse you to lose everything you possess!


Han Kexin glared angrily as Qin Ruan walked into the bedroom, and the door slowly closed under her gaze.


Ah, ah, ah...


Han Kexin couldn't speak; her hatred couldn't be vented, and her body couldn't make any movements.


She stared at the door that Qin Ruan entered, filled with despair, waiting for the tremendous fear of her last trace disappearing from this world.


Han Kexin's lost soul was gradually devoured, and the granular black dots were scattered by the wind through the hallway window.


She had committed numerous sins in her lifetime but shouldn't have ended up in such a state of utter destruction.


The mistake lay in her decision to come and find Qin Ruan tonight. The enmity between their past lives and present lives had led her down the path of self-destruction.


Qin Ruan closed the door, leaning her body against it, her complex and somewhat weary eyes gently closing.

In the past life, she truly let go of her hatred.


In this world, there is no longer Han Xian or Han Kexin, and there is no trace of their existence among the living beings in the Six Realms!


Qin Ruan suddenly opened her eyes and looked down at her hands.


These hands were fair and slender, and with the care provided by the Hou family day and night, the scars on her hands were fading away.


Just now, she personally extinguished a human soul.


This was no different from killing. Killing humans or killing living beings, it was all slaughter.


Qin Ruan didn't feel the negativity or pressure she had imagined; instead, she felt calm inside.


She even felt, for the first time, the thrill of holding someone else's fate in her hands.


It was the control over life and death, an unparalleled sense of superiority.


Qin Ruan stared at her fair hands and gently clenched them into fists.


This sense of superiority and the pleasure of taking someone's life seemed addictive. Her heartbeat quickened, and her previously dormant ambition began to stir.


Thinking of Han Kexin's curse, an obscure and chilling light flickered in Qin Ruan's eyes.


In this world, every living being must abide by the proper laws.


Her duty was to eliminate all the sinister and malevolent beings in this human world.


Qin Ruan took a deep breath and got up, heading towards the bedroom.


A good sleep, and when she woke up, the impulsive thoughts from earlier would no longer exist.


Supreme power, the authority to give life or take it away, none of it mattered as much to her as her children.


She didn't need grand ambitions; rectifying the regrets of her past life was her true intent.


Never forget the original intent and cherish perseverance.


Qin Ruan lay in bed, gently caressing her slightly pulsating abdomen.


The two children tonight seemed particularly lively, making their presence felt throughout the night.


She didn't know why they were so happy.


Qin Ruan, lying flat on the bed, turned slightly and looked down at her belly, whispering softly to the babies inside, "Be good, tomorrow I will take you to see your father."


As if the child truly understood, there was no movement in the next moment.


In the dim bedroom, Qin Ruan smiled, her lips curling up.


She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if there was truly a telepathic connection between her and the child.


Qin Ruan pulled the thin blanket next to her and covered herself. She curled up on her side, holding the blanket close as she slowly closed her eyes.


Before long, the quiet room was filled with the sound of even breathing.

Under the projection of the floor lamp, the clock hanging on the bedroom wall displayed the time as 2 o'clock in the morning.


Outside, the sound of strong winds and thunderstorms had quieted down at an unknown time. The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the restless creatures of the night.



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