Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling
Author: Onepay
Chapter 548 - 547: So Weâre Kindred Spirits
When Shen Jun received the news, his face immediately darkened. After hanging up the phone, he looked at his adopted son who was beside him.
"Check which lineâs people can be mobilized?"
Shen Jun was worried about Yun Ran, but their people couldnât move or expose themselves easily either, otherwise, one misstep would lead to many deaths.
Ever since they joined this avenging alliance, everyone was prepared to die, but they would never sacrifice in vain.
"Godfather, anyone who can use the Dark Palace to kill with a borrowed knife is not a simple character. Iâm afraid the people we can mobilize wonât suffice. Let me go personally!"
A hint of struggle flashed across Shen Junâs face. He treated this son as his own, planning to use him for greater purposes in the future. If exposed now...
"Godfather, all these years, even though you havenât taken care of my sister, I know itâs because you wanted to protect her.
Now my sister is in danger. If I, as her brother, donât go, even if we have our reasons, I canât just stand by and watch her get schemed against."
Wanqi Yuâs gaze was firm. Even if Godfather disagreed, he insisted.
He felt guilty towards Yun Ran. He received all of Godfatherâs love and nurturing, while Yun Ran, Godfatherâs biological daughter, barely enjoyed any fatherly love.
Thinking of his daughter whom he owed, and how Yun Ran had helped multiple times, Shen Jun pondered for a while.
"Alright, you go!"
As he spoke, Shen Jun pressed a button on his desk, and the wall behind him slowly opened.
A sword that looked sharp and even exuded a strong murderous aura was hanging there.
"Take this sword with you."
Wanqi Yuâs eyes showed a trace of surprise. Apparently, he didnât expect that the Godslayer Sword, one of the ten most vicious swords, would be in Godfatherâs possession.
"Thank you, Godfather."
A hint of fatigue flashed across Shen Junâs face, and he waved his hand, "Go, and be careful in everything!"
Wanqi Yu took the Godslayer Sword and, along with his four confidants, hurriedly headed towards Death Mountain.
Yun Ran stayed in place waiting for the troublesome monster to come. Bored, she dug out all the nests of nearby snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Then she tossed out the stupid ones, leaving only a few with spiritual wisdom, and began to âreasonâ with them.
"Now letâs review, if you encounter humans in the future, what should you do?"
The creatures that had been disciplined immediately began to retreat upon hearing the word âhumanâ.
Because earlier, Yun Ranâs little whip had already whipped them enough.
If they didnât learn their lesson, they were really afraid of being skinned alive by this annoying human in front of them.
Seeing her âteachingsâ bore results, Yun Ran was very satisfied, swinging her little whip and humming a tune.
Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded in her ear: "Are you waiting for me?"
The snakes, insects, and rodents scared of Yun Ran heard this sound and all wriggled on the ground in pain, as this sound was more threatening than Yun Ranâs threats to them.
The Little Paperman, busy with chores, immediately put down what it was doing and flew to Yun Ranâs side, vigilantly watching the direction the sound came from.
This voice was clearly laced with hostility, so Yun Ran raised her hand and dissolved the killing intent and threat within it.
"Since youâve arrived, show yourself!"
The snakes, insects, and rodents wriggling in pain on the ground took this opportunity and vanished in the blink of an eye.
However, they didnât go far, hiding not too far away to watch.
Even though their spiritual wisdom wasnât high, they were curious about the commotion, and since Yun Ran âbulliedâ them earlier, they wanted to see her in trouble.
Yun Ran was too occupied to bother with them now. Otherwise, she would surely âteachâ them again.
As Yun Ranâs words fell, an emaciated old man with hair meticulously groomed emerged from a nearby shadow.
He looked like a dried-up old man with only skin hanging on his bones, resembling an old tree spirit.
The withered old man sized up Yun Ran and then nodded in satisfaction.
"Carrying the Dao lineage, blood and energy are abundant. I originally thought you were useless after taking the Dao lineage, but now it seems you can still be made into a fine Blood Pill."
The only doubt the withered old man had was that he couldnât discern the exact Dao lineage on Yun Ran.
However, it didnât matter what kind of Dao lineage it was; having one was better than none.
The Little Paperman, hearing this shameless old man wanting to steal the masterâs stuff, and even planning to make the master into a Blood Pill, was outraged.
Wasnât this a blatant provocation? Did he really think they were herbivores?
"Master, Iâll be the vanguard and pull out that old manâs tongue first!"
The fuming Little Paperman caught the withered old manâs attention.
His eyes brightened, "Interesting, interesting, to have such a helpful Magic Artifact! Not bad, looks like I made a profit on this trip! Little child, if you donât want to die painfully, obediently hand over your Magic Artifacts."
"Havenât you thought about why I didnât run away even though I knew you were coming but stayed here waiting for you?"
The withered old man burst into laughter, "Do you know how many geniuses are in this world, yet how many die before they mature?
Iâve seen many young, talented kids like you, all thinking they are the protagonist and can change everything.
But in the end, they all obediently became my Blood Pills, stepping stones for my great path."
As he spoke, the withered old man took down a big gourd from his waist and shook it vigorously, producing a sound from within.
From the sound, one could tell at least half of it was filled with something.
"Inside are Blood Pills, all made from kids with wonderful aptitude and abundant energy like you. Before they died, they were as rebellious as you.
I love breaking the backbone of kids like you; that sound is the most wonderful sound in the world."
This sound was incredibly cruel, though earlier some might have been infuriated and even scolded loudly.
But Yun Ran was completely unaffected; such psychological tactics had no effect on her.
Her face even showed a small smile: "Oh, I didnât expect us to be kindred spirits."
Speaking, Yun Ran took out a book from her bag sealed with various powerful evil spirits and monsters.
The withered old man seemed arrogant but kept his eyes cautiously on Yun Ran.
Seeing Yun Ran take something out from a bag, his eyes were full of shock and excitement.
"Qiankun Bag!"
He didnât expect his luck to be this good, even encountering the legendary Qiankun Bag; he really hit the jackpot!
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"Check which lineâs people can be mobilized?"
Shen Jun was worried about Yun Ran, but their people couldnât move or expose themselves easily either, otherwise, one misstep would lead to many deaths.
Ever since they joined this avenging alliance, everyone was prepared to die, but they would never sacrifice in vain.
"Godfather, anyone who can use the Dark Palace to kill with a borrowed knife is not a simple character. Iâm afraid the people we can mobilize wonât suffice. Let me go personally!"
A hint of struggle flashed across Shen Junâs face. He treated this son as his own, planning to use him for greater purposes in the future. If exposed now...
"Godfather, all these years, even though you havenât taken care of my sister, I know itâs because you wanted to protect her.
Now my sister is in danger. If I, as her brother, donât go, even if we have our reasons, I canât just stand by and watch her get schemed against."
Wanqi Yuâs gaze was firm. Even if Godfather disagreed, he insisted.
He felt guilty towards Yun Ran. He received all of Godfatherâs love and nurturing, while Yun Ran, Godfatherâs biological daughter, barely enjoyed any fatherly love.
Thinking of his daughter whom he owed, and how Yun Ran had helped multiple times, Shen Jun pondered for a while.
"Alright, you go!"
As he spoke, Shen Jun pressed a button on his desk, and the wall behind him slowly opened.
A sword that looked sharp and even exuded a strong murderous aura was hanging there.
"Take this sword with you."
Wanqi Yuâs eyes showed a trace of surprise. Apparently, he didnât expect that the Godslayer Sword, one of the ten most vicious swords, would be in Godfatherâs possession.
"Thank you, Godfather."
A hint of fatigue flashed across Shen Junâs face, and he waved his hand, "Go, and be careful in everything!"
Wanqi Yu took the Godslayer Sword and, along with his four confidants, hurriedly headed towards Death Mountain.
Yun Ran stayed in place waiting for the troublesome monster to come. Bored, she dug out all the nests of nearby snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Then she tossed out the stupid ones, leaving only a few with spiritual wisdom, and began to âreasonâ with them.
"Now letâs review, if you encounter humans in the future, what should you do?"
The creatures that had been disciplined immediately began to retreat upon hearing the word âhumanâ.
Because earlier, Yun Ranâs little whip had already whipped them enough.
If they didnât learn their lesson, they were really afraid of being skinned alive by this annoying human in front of them.
Seeing her âteachingsâ bore results, Yun Ran was very satisfied, swinging her little whip and humming a tune.
Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded in her ear: "Are you waiting for me?"
The snakes, insects, and rodents scared of Yun Ran heard this sound and all wriggled on the ground in pain, as this sound was more threatening than Yun Ranâs threats to them.
The Little Paperman, busy with chores, immediately put down what it was doing and flew to Yun Ranâs side, vigilantly watching the direction the sound came from.
This voice was clearly laced with hostility, so Yun Ran raised her hand and dissolved the killing intent and threat within it.
"Since youâve arrived, show yourself!"
The snakes, insects, and rodents wriggling in pain on the ground took this opportunity and vanished in the blink of an eye.
However, they didnât go far, hiding not too far away to watch.
Even though their spiritual wisdom wasnât high, they were curious about the commotion, and since Yun Ran âbulliedâ them earlier, they wanted to see her in trouble.
Yun Ran was too occupied to bother with them now. Otherwise, she would surely âteachâ them again.
As Yun Ranâs words fell, an emaciated old man with hair meticulously groomed emerged from a nearby shadow.
He looked like a dried-up old man with only skin hanging on his bones, resembling an old tree spirit.
The withered old man sized up Yun Ran and then nodded in satisfaction.
"Carrying the Dao lineage, blood and energy are abundant. I originally thought you were useless after taking the Dao lineage, but now it seems you can still be made into a fine Blood Pill."
The only doubt the withered old man had was that he couldnât discern the exact Dao lineage on Yun Ran.
However, it didnât matter what kind of Dao lineage it was; having one was better than none.
The Little Paperman, hearing this shameless old man wanting to steal the masterâs stuff, and even planning to make the master into a Blood Pill, was outraged.
Wasnât this a blatant provocation? Did he really think they were herbivores?
"Master, Iâll be the vanguard and pull out that old manâs tongue first!"
The fuming Little Paperman caught the withered old manâs attention.
His eyes brightened, "Interesting, interesting, to have such a helpful Magic Artifact! Not bad, looks like I made a profit on this trip! Little child, if you donât want to die painfully, obediently hand over your Magic Artifacts."
"Havenât you thought about why I didnât run away even though I knew you were coming but stayed here waiting for you?"
The withered old man burst into laughter, "Do you know how many geniuses are in this world, yet how many die before they mature?
Iâve seen many young, talented kids like you, all thinking they are the protagonist and can change everything.
But in the end, they all obediently became my Blood Pills, stepping stones for my great path."
As he spoke, the withered old man took down a big gourd from his waist and shook it vigorously, producing a sound from within.
From the sound, one could tell at least half of it was filled with something.
"Inside are Blood Pills, all made from kids with wonderful aptitude and abundant energy like you. Before they died, they were as rebellious as you.
I love breaking the backbone of kids like you; that sound is the most wonderful sound in the world."
This sound was incredibly cruel, though earlier some might have been infuriated and even scolded loudly.
But Yun Ran was completely unaffected; such psychological tactics had no effect on her.
Her face even showed a small smile: "Oh, I didnât expect us to be kindred spirits."
Speaking, Yun Ran took out a book from her bag sealed with various powerful evil spirits and monsters.
The withered old man seemed arrogant but kept his eyes cautiously on Yun Ran.
Seeing Yun Ran take something out from a bag, his eyes were full of shock and excitement.
"Qiankun Bag!"
He didnât expect his luck to be this good, even encountering the legendary Qiankun Bag; he really hit the jackpot!
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