Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 227 - 226: What Are You Screaming About!

Footsteps that sounded a bit ethereal quickly came from behind the door. Just by listening, one could tell that the person coming to open the door must be a small minion.

Yun Ran rubbed her face and tried hard to bulge her eyes, making herself look more ferocious.

The door squeaked open, and Yun Ran only saw a young little Taoist. With just one glance, she felt a trace of sympathy for this accomplice.

The little Taoist did not recognize Yun Ran, let alone know that she was the person his master intended to deal with, as he looked at Yun Ran’s face, youthful as it was.

He couldn’t help but lower his voice, fearful of startling his master: "Little girl, what is it?"

"Looking for someone."

Only then did the little Taoist remember that this courtyard was recently procured by his senior brother, and they had only moved in a few days ago.

Where the previous occupants went, he had no idea.

"We have just moved in, are you looking for the people who lived here before?"

Yun Ran shook her head: "No, I came here looking for you."

This confused the little Taoist. He clearly did not recognize Yun Ran, but he wasn’t sure if his master or his senior brother might know her.

He could only step aside: "Then please come in."

Yun Ran had managed to enter the courtyard so easily, leaving the Ginsengfruit stunned by her maneuver.

[Isn’t it, Host, that you humans are so easily deceived? Doesn’t the anti-fraud manual say not to easily open the door for strangers?]

"No, it’s not that humans are easily deceived, it’s that your Host here has an innocent-looking face."

In the eyes of a system like Ginsengfruit, which had no specific preference for the appearance of humans, it looked at Yun Ran’s face and couldn’t feel it was harmless at all.

Once inside the courtyard, Yun Ran sensed that there was an Array established within; anyone who trespassed casually would surely have nightmares of Evil Ghosts every night. freёnovelkiss-com

With some luck, one might only fall gravely ill, but with less luck, death was certain.

The Female Ghost King, who had been obediently staying in the Sealing Pearl, suddenly sensed upon Yun Ran’s entry into the courtyard that there were fellow ghosts inside.

[Master, there are actually Evil Ghosts being kept in this courtyard!]

The Female Ghost King sounded clearly excited, as these obviously misbehaving Evil Ghosts were usually allowed by the master to be devoured by her.

She knew it all along, following the master was making life increasingly hopeful.

"Come out only when I tell you to, keep quiet for now!"

The little Taoist, seeing Yun Ran scrutinizing the courtyard, immediately felt a flicker of wariness within him.

However, Yun Ran quickly withdrew her gaze, and the little Taoist felt somewhat relieved.

Yun Ran’s eyes fell upon the little Taoist, and she took out an envelope that she had previously torn open, placing it on the stone table of the courtyard.

"Fetch your master~"

The little Taoist saw the familiar envelope, his eyes widening and his complexion turning pale in an instant.

He had purchased the envelope himself, so of course, he knew whose hands it was in.

Fear and astonishment spread across his face; his voice trembled: "You... you... who are you!"

Yun Ran did not mind the little Taoist, who was so frightened that he almost fainted, and she simply sat down on a stone bench, casually crossing her legs.

With that look, there was not the slightest hint of someone being threatened or manipulated; it was as if she were the master of this courtyard.

"I guess I’m the one your master wanted to catch. Speaking of which, where’s Mrs. Yun? I’ve come all this way, shouldn’t you release her now?"

Qu Ying had no choice; the body Yun Ran now inhabited was related by blood, so she could only predict an 80% chance of success. For the remaining 20%, she simply had no clue, and naturally, she was unaware of Qu Ying’s profound suffering.

The little Taoist was so terrified by Yun Ran’s harmless smile that he nearly peed himself. That smile was the spitting image of his ruthless master.

"You," the little Taoist stammered, retreating several steps before turning to flee.

Yun Ran had no intention to give chase, nor did she have any desire to do anything to such a minor character.

But the little Taoist didn’t know that, so he ran straight to the rear courtyard, where his master resided, and banged on the door furiously, "Master, the person you want to capture has come of their own accord!!!"

Inside the room, the Middle-aged Taoist cultivating the Blood Nourishing Gu jumped at the sound, his hands trembling.

The plump insect plopped into the bowl and was submerged alive by the liquid within.

Middle-aged Taoist: ...

Rage surged up in an instant, and he yanked open the room door violently. Seeing his disciple wailing and panicked, he was so furious he kicked him right in the chest.

"What are you shrieking about!"

The little Taoist, kicked to the ground in a sorry state, felt a burning pain in his chest. But he didn’t dare say a word, quickly getting up with his face full of fear and flattery.

He pointed toward the front courtyard, "Master, someone from the Yun Family is here!"

The Middle-aged Taoist, who had wanted to kick this ignorant disciple a few more times, retracted his leg upon hearing this.

The anger on his face quickly faded, replaced by a puzzled look.

The Middle-aged Taoist did possess genuine abilities. He had not noticed before, but now, with the reminder from his disciple, he finally realized that an additional presence had appeared in their small courtyard.

But his abilities were obviously not all that great, or at least not as formidable as Yun Ran’s, as he couldn’t discern the identity of the newcomer.

The Middle-aged Taoist returned to his room, picked up his Magic Artifact, and strode toward the front courtyard.

The little Taoist rubbed his sore chest and hastened to follow.

"Yun Ran, it’s actually you!"

Following the voice, Yun Ran looked over to see a Middle-aged Taoist standing in the passageway, his face full of righteousness.

She had made her way here; there was naturally no mistake—this man surely had committed numerous misdeeds.

Yet what was bizarre was that there was not a trace of karma on him, and there was even a hint of Merit and righteous energy about him.

Yun Ran immediately laughed, her eyes carrying a trace of mockery as she looked toward the sky.

It was as if she was brazenly ridiculing the Heavenly Dao: blind to good or evil, simply judging by the superficial, nothing but a confused fool!

"Boom"—despite the clear sky for miles, a thunderous sound echoed from the horizon.

Yun Ran did not take Heavenly Thunder’s warning to heart, retracting her mocking gaze to finally face the Middle-aged Taoist.

"Hey, it seems you’ve investigated me thoroughly. Since that’s the case, let’s lay it all out. Release Mrs. Yun, and I might consider giving you a swift end!"

The Middle-aged Taoist was also scrutinizing Yun Ran closely. Though he didn’t understand why Yun Ran had a habit of looking at the sky, the thunder from a moment ago made him quiver.

Suddenly, he had a very bad feeling, as if something had set its sights on him.

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