Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

When the Heavenly Thunder was about to strike again, Yun Ran had already opened her eyes; the synthesis was successful.
The Dharma Seal suddenly erupted with intense brilliance, and the Buddhist Chant belonging to the Immortal began to linger around Yun Ran.
The dark clouds dissipated instantly, as for the Heavenly Thunder, it seemed like it never appeared at all.
Yun Ran directly embedded the Dharma Seal into the underground of Qingfeng Temple, and then began drawing talismans in the air, all were the most powerful High-level Defense Talismans Yun Ran could produce.
Until Yun Ran was exhausted and couldn’t draw another talisman, she finally weakly collapsed to the ground.
Sweat dripped directly onto the ground, at this moment, Yun Ran appeared particularly disheveled, yet her face was full of smiles.
The complex and ancient totem embedded into the Dharma Seal was the Prohibition granted to her when she inherited the role of Young Master of Qingfeng Temple.
That totem also represents the orthodoxy of Qingfeng Temple.
Now, in this small world, she has established Qingfeng Temple, and naturally, the orthodox totem of Qingfeng Temple needed to be integrated into this Mountain Suppressing Array.
The Immortal Buddhist Chants just heard were gifts from those ancestors of Qingfeng Temple who had achieved ascension, granting the orthodoxy of Qingfeng Temple.
They were also the most precious Ascension guidance left by ancestors for the younger generations.
Put straightforwardly, this is the so-called having connections in the court to make things easier. Many Xuan Sect people spend their lives pursuing the Great Dao but can’t find the way.
The person previously seized by the Dragon Spirit, despite their efforts, could only open the Ascension passage by sacrificing Life at the altar.
However, the people of Qingfeng Temple don’t need to follow those ’unorthodox methods’; this is their true foundation.
After the Immortal Buddhist Chants dissipated, Yun Ran clearly felt that the Heavenly Dao’s aversion and suppression toward her had decreased significantly.
This signifies that the Taoist orthodoxy of Qingfeng Temple has established itself in this small world, and the Heavenly Dao can only grudgingly acknowledge her Otherworldly soul as "legitimate."
Yun Ran recalled the voice of Xuan Chu heard earlier, which seemed like a warning but genuinely helped her.
Even if it only bought her a second, it was enough, Yun Ran appreciated the favor.
"Master, are you alright~"
The Little Paperman quickly flew over; despite its small stature, it could steadily support Yun Ran.
"I’m fine."
Originally thought that today would result in serious injury, but now this outcome is quite good.
In the Guest House of the Wang Family in the Capital City.
Wang Mian put down his pen, inexplicably looking out the window, he seemed to have heard a burst of Buddhist Chant.
Recently, he always felt his memory was somewhat confused, often feeling headaches, but couldn’t find any issue no matter how he checked.
Just now, this Buddhist Chant made him feel exceptionally soothed, as if originally placed nowhere irritability was calmed.
Experts had previously suggested he listen to some relaxing music to ease his mood, but he thought they were talking nonsense.
Now it seems the experts are quite competent.
"Someone!"
"Sir, do you have any orders?"
"Go investigate; where did the Buddhist chant just come from."
The subordinate ordered was momentarily stunned, standing guard at the door all along, there wasn’t any sound at all.
Who doesn’t know that when Mr. Wang handles affairs, silence is needed; those daring to make noise would be lightly thrown out.
Anyone who can enter here is a confidant of Mr. Wang; nobody dares to breach etiquette in this Guest House.
Thinking of this, the subordinate’s expression changed immediately, oh no, Mr. Wang has started hallucinating!
Experts have previously mentioned that Mr. Wang had a head injury, leading to so-called second person memory, essentially mental splitting.
If not improved, subsequent symptoms like hallucinations could occur, everything was predicted accurately.
"What are you standing here for!"
The subordinate felt chills all over, eyes wide open, but hearing Mr. Wang’s obviously impatient voice, could only nod repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, subordinate will go immediately!"
Wang Mian looked at his subordinates getting increasingly irresponsible, brow furrowing into a character of ’川’.
Just as the subordinate retreated, Wang Mian suddenly felt an intense pain in his head, then darkness before his eyes, and fainted directly.
This scared the returning subordinate half to death upon hearing the commotion.
"Sir!!!"
The medical team assigned to Wang Mian was immediately summoned urgently.
"What happened to the sir?"
The experts were a bit frantic: "Third Young Master previously had a head injury; waking up was already a miracle.
You have to know the brain is the most sophisticated organ in humans; many aftereffects are unpredictable..."
Just when they planned to conduct a detailed examination on Wang Mian, Wang Mian unexpectedly opened his eyes.
There was a moment of bewilderment in his eyes: "What do you want to do!"
"Sir, you’re finally awake; you passed out just now..."
Wang Mian was helped up, reflexively touching his head; memories before fainting flashed quickly.
Though only half an hour passed, Wang Mian felt like he had taken a great nap, now feeling exceptionally comfortable.
Various previous discomforts seemed to disappear suddenly.
However, he didn’t plan to disclose these feelings.
He, being inherently cunning, even if everyone here is someone he trusts, many things can only remain secret.
"I’m fine now, you all can leave."
In the study with only Wang Mian left, he began reviewing all the matters from before.
Finally, his gaze fell on the most suspicious Yun Ran.
Yun Ran saved his life; by his nature, he rewarded Yun Ran but simultaneously kept her under careful scrutiny.
But oddly, previously he strongly resisted harming Yun Ran, even when knowing someone intended to reach towards Yun Ran.
He unexpectedly leaned towards Yun Ran secretly, suppressing those trying to misuse the Wang Family’s name.
Externally, he said Yun Ran belonged to the Young Master Xie, thus the Wang Family didn’t need to confront the Xie Family.
"Could it be she did something tricky?"
Any noble family’s descendants who hold power have skepticism built into their skills.
Wang Mian instantly picked up his phone, dialed a special number, and after two rings: "Investigate Yun Ran thoroughly for me!"
No one responded from the other end, directly hanging up the call.
Wang Mian’s gaze fell again on the paper, highlighting Yun Ran’s name.
He murmured softly: "Regardless, you saved my life. Hopefully, you haven’t done anything foolish to me, otherwise, not even Xie Xuzhi can save you!"