Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling
Author: Onepay
Chapter 538 - 537: Things Have Changed (Second Update)
The person everyone’s eyes were on, Du Jun, never imagined that one day he, an old hand, would feel nervous because of people’s gazes.
Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure and began carefully examining the small flag.
Even though the magic artifact was damaged, its quality remained, and it wouldn’t deteriorate with just a few strokes.
After cleaning the dirt off it for a while, Du Jun finally recognized the small flag.
"I’ve indeed seen this before. That was two years ago. Licheng isn’t a big place, so any proper Xuanmen people who come here won’t hide their presence.
The owner of this small flag is called Zheng Guofeng. I don’t know his exact background, just that he’s from the Southwest and quite skillful."
Others received Zheng Guofeng then, and Du Jun just caught a glimpse, not paying much attention.
Ah, if he had known they would have such a connection one day, he would have investigated Zheng Guofeng’s background thoroughly.
Yun Ran took out a piece of talisman paper, holding it between her two fingers: "Check on Zheng Guofeng from the Southwest!"
As Yun Ran’s voice fell, the talisman paper ignited with a boom and turned to ashes in a second.
In such a chaotic magnetic field, they couldn’t use phones or electronic devices to contact the outside world, but that didn’t mean Yun Ran couldn’t.
This method, however, requires someone with profound abilities to use, which ordinary Xuanmen people don’t have access to.
The people from the Sihui Sect watched Yun Ran contact the external world with wide, starry eyes.
Xuan Chu, who was busy covering up the Heavenly Secret for Yun Ran, had finally managed to beguile those old monsters from the mountain.
Just as he could finally take a break, he received Yun Ran’s talisman paper message.
At this moment, he felt a tiny bit of regret; if he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have let Yun Ran know he could use this divine skill.
Now look, Yun Ran is used to commanding others, making him handle everything.
Even though his face was full of resignation, Xuan Chu still took out his phone and sent a message to his subordinates.
Five minutes later, all the information regarding Zheng Guofeng from the Southwest was sent to Xuan Chu’s phone.
Thanks to the extensive influence of Heavenly Dao Village; otherwise, how could one gather information so quickly?
Just about to return to Yun Ran, Xuan Chu suddenly stopped.
Muttering to himself: "Knowing Yun Ran’s nature, if she finds out how easy it is to get information through Heavenly Dao Village’s influence, will she keep bothering me in the future?"
After hesitating for a while, Xuan Chu finally convinced himself that once is nothing. But if Yun Ran keeps mooching off him, he would just pretend not to know Yun Ran.
Xuan Chu quickly relayed the information to Yun Ran using the same method, informing her about Zheng Guofeng.
Du Jun and the others didn’t know who Yun Ran contacted with that method and thought they’d have to wait a long time for feedback.
Who knew, it wasn’t long before they got a response.
[Zheng Guofeng disappeared two years ago. He excelled in Wind Magic...]
Xuan Chu quickly shared the gist about Zheng Guofeng while Yun Ran’s brow furrowed.
If he excelled in Wind Magic, then this small flag most likely was his lifebound magical artifact.
Moreover, Xuan Chu emphasized that Zheng Guofeng’s family had a significant rank in the Southwest, and he himself wasn’t an obscure figure.
"What, Zheng Guofeng is the Wind Magic master from the Southwest! This flag..."
Du Jun’s voice trembled unconsciously as he spoke.
"You know him?"
Du Jun quickly nodded: "I don’t know him personally, but I’ve heard a bit about him. Over twenty years ago, he broke into the top ten of the Xuanmen Competition.
He had a promising future but suddenly vanished. Some said he married into another family; others claimed he was out of sync and bullied by big mystical sect families.
Unexpectedly, he was originally from a mystical sect family, and a prominent one in the Southwest— the Zheng Family!"
Back then, everyone thought this rising star who fell was from some remote little sect.
After a brief moment of regret, they put this matter behind them.
Now, over twenty years later, hearing about this person again under such circumstances brought a strong sense of change.
The younger members of the Sihui Sect also heard of Senior Zheng’s story for the first time.
Fang Yu glanced at Xin Fu and felt that the entanglements between his uncle-master and Senior Zheng were much like those between them and Brother Xin.
However, the more they learned about Senior Zheng’s prowess, the more anxious they felt.
Such a formidable person not only had his lifebound magical artifact destroyed but was also nowhere to be found dead or alive.
Once again, they profoundly sensed the eeriness of Death Mountain.
After a moment of silence, everyone looked at Yun Ran, evidently waiting for her to make a decision.
Xin Fu took the initiative to speak: "Temple master, what should we do?"
Earlier, Yun Ran saw the situation inside the small valley through the little paperman’s eyes, but she still planned to go in person to check.
She looked at Ginsengfruit: "You stay outside with them."
Then she turned to Xin Fu, "You go inside with me."
If they hadn’t seen Ginsengfruit easily subdue the shadow previously trying to replace Fang Yu with just a stomp,
the Sihui Sect people would probably think Yun Ran intended to have them babysit a child.
Ginsengfruit also understood the reason his host left him behind. If he followed the host inside, leaving Xin Fu here might not protect the Sihui Sect people.
Although a bit displeased, he still nodded.
"I understand, master; I’ll keep a close eye on them."
Since they had been brought here, they must try to protect them as much as possible.
Yun Ran ignored Ginsengfruit’s pouting and left him a few little papermen to use, then stepped into the small valley.
After sticking defensive talisman papers on himself, Xin Fu hurried to follow.
Their figures soon disappeared from sight, and Ginsengfruit finally looked away.
Making eye contact with Fang Yu and the others, the situation made them feel quite embarrassed.
For adults like them to have a child protecting them...
Fang Yu immediately beamed his neat teeth; they say those who smile often have good fortune, so he smiled to ease the awkwardness.
Ginsengfruit looked at the talisman papers on them and noted no damage.
He then drew a large circle beside them and stepped into it himself.
"All of you come in~"
The Sihui Sect members didn’t know what this was for, but they followed suit anyway. If the child wanted to play, why not humor him?
Fortunately, he quickly regained his composure and began carefully examining the small flag.
Even though the magic artifact was damaged, its quality remained, and it wouldn’t deteriorate with just a few strokes.
After cleaning the dirt off it for a while, Du Jun finally recognized the small flag.
"I’ve indeed seen this before. That was two years ago. Licheng isn’t a big place, so any proper Xuanmen people who come here won’t hide their presence.
The owner of this small flag is called Zheng Guofeng. I don’t know his exact background, just that he’s from the Southwest and quite skillful."
Others received Zheng Guofeng then, and Du Jun just caught a glimpse, not paying much attention.
Ah, if he had known they would have such a connection one day, he would have investigated Zheng Guofeng’s background thoroughly.
Yun Ran took out a piece of talisman paper, holding it between her two fingers: "Check on Zheng Guofeng from the Southwest!"
As Yun Ran’s voice fell, the talisman paper ignited with a boom and turned to ashes in a second.
In such a chaotic magnetic field, they couldn’t use phones or electronic devices to contact the outside world, but that didn’t mean Yun Ran couldn’t.
This method, however, requires someone with profound abilities to use, which ordinary Xuanmen people don’t have access to.
The people from the Sihui Sect watched Yun Ran contact the external world with wide, starry eyes.
Xuan Chu, who was busy covering up the Heavenly Secret for Yun Ran, had finally managed to beguile those old monsters from the mountain.
Just as he could finally take a break, he received Yun Ran’s talisman paper message.
At this moment, he felt a tiny bit of regret; if he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have let Yun Ran know he could use this divine skill.
Now look, Yun Ran is used to commanding others, making him handle everything.
Even though his face was full of resignation, Xuan Chu still took out his phone and sent a message to his subordinates.
Five minutes later, all the information regarding Zheng Guofeng from the Southwest was sent to Xuan Chu’s phone.
Thanks to the extensive influence of Heavenly Dao Village; otherwise, how could one gather information so quickly?
Just about to return to Yun Ran, Xuan Chu suddenly stopped.
Muttering to himself: "Knowing Yun Ran’s nature, if she finds out how easy it is to get information through Heavenly Dao Village’s influence, will she keep bothering me in the future?"
After hesitating for a while, Xuan Chu finally convinced himself that once is nothing. But if Yun Ran keeps mooching off him, he would just pretend not to know Yun Ran.
Xuan Chu quickly relayed the information to Yun Ran using the same method, informing her about Zheng Guofeng.
Du Jun and the others didn’t know who Yun Ran contacted with that method and thought they’d have to wait a long time for feedback.
Who knew, it wasn’t long before they got a response.
[Zheng Guofeng disappeared two years ago. He excelled in Wind Magic...]
Xuan Chu quickly shared the gist about Zheng Guofeng while Yun Ran’s brow furrowed.
If he excelled in Wind Magic, then this small flag most likely was his lifebound magical artifact.
Moreover, Xuan Chu emphasized that Zheng Guofeng’s family had a significant rank in the Southwest, and he himself wasn’t an obscure figure.
"What, Zheng Guofeng is the Wind Magic master from the Southwest! This flag..."
Du Jun’s voice trembled unconsciously as he spoke.
"You know him?"
Du Jun quickly nodded: "I don’t know him personally, but I’ve heard a bit about him. Over twenty years ago, he broke into the top ten of the Xuanmen Competition.
He had a promising future but suddenly vanished. Some said he married into another family; others claimed he was out of sync and bullied by big mystical sect families.
Unexpectedly, he was originally from a mystical sect family, and a prominent one in the Southwest— the Zheng Family!"
Back then, everyone thought this rising star who fell was from some remote little sect.
After a brief moment of regret, they put this matter behind them.
Now, over twenty years later, hearing about this person again under such circumstances brought a strong sense of change.
The younger members of the Sihui Sect also heard of Senior Zheng’s story for the first time.
Fang Yu glanced at Xin Fu and felt that the entanglements between his uncle-master and Senior Zheng were much like those between them and Brother Xin.
However, the more they learned about Senior Zheng’s prowess, the more anxious they felt.
Such a formidable person not only had his lifebound magical artifact destroyed but was also nowhere to be found dead or alive.
Once again, they profoundly sensed the eeriness of Death Mountain.
After a moment of silence, everyone looked at Yun Ran, evidently waiting for her to make a decision.
Xin Fu took the initiative to speak: "Temple master, what should we do?"
Earlier, Yun Ran saw the situation inside the small valley through the little paperman’s eyes, but she still planned to go in person to check.
She looked at Ginsengfruit: "You stay outside with them."
Then she turned to Xin Fu, "You go inside with me."
If they hadn’t seen Ginsengfruit easily subdue the shadow previously trying to replace Fang Yu with just a stomp,
the Sihui Sect people would probably think Yun Ran intended to have them babysit a child.
Ginsengfruit also understood the reason his host left him behind. If he followed the host inside, leaving Xin Fu here might not protect the Sihui Sect people.
Although a bit displeased, he still nodded.
"I understand, master; I’ll keep a close eye on them."
Since they had been brought here, they must try to protect them as much as possible.
Yun Ran ignored Ginsengfruit’s pouting and left him a few little papermen to use, then stepped into the small valley.
After sticking defensive talisman papers on himself, Xin Fu hurried to follow.
Their figures soon disappeared from sight, and Ginsengfruit finally looked away.
Making eye contact with Fang Yu and the others, the situation made them feel quite embarrassed.
For adults like them to have a child protecting them...
Fang Yu immediately beamed his neat teeth; they say those who smile often have good fortune, so he smiled to ease the awkwardness.
Ginsengfruit looked at the talisman papers on them and noted no damage.
He then drew a large circle beside them and stepped into it himself.
"All of you come in~"
The Sihui Sect members didn’t know what this was for, but they followed suit anyway. If the child wanted to play, why not humor him?