Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 968 - 964: Treated Us Like Prey

"Thud" "Thud" "Thud" Several heavy objects hit the ground one after another.

The Dragon Spirit, who had been awake all this time, suddenly sat up straight, excitement gleaming in its eyes.

The message Yun Ran sent earlier said that on the night of the full moon, that Two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake would appear.

The Dragon Spirit was genuinely curious about what this creature could do.

The Little Paperman was also curious; its master had expressed regret over not being able to witness it firsthand.

Unfortunately, the master’s phone had been pressed into thin pieces of fragments when crossing this space rift earlier.

Otherwise, the Little Paperman would have taken a picture of the Two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake to show its master.

"You stay here, I’ll go out and have a look!"

No matter what, the Dragon Spirit’s main duty now was to protect the people here; it couldn’t let them all die just yet.

The Little Paperman couldn’t manifest in front of people. Upon hearing the Dragon Spirit’s words, it felt a bit disappointed.

However, it could hide behind the curtain and watch sneakily, making sure no one could enter the tent after the Dragon Spirit left.

"Understood, Dragon King~"

Mo Zhi was taken out, conveniently hidden inside the Jade for easy transport.

The Little Paperman lifted a corner of the tent curtain; it was pitch-black outside, yet it didn’t affect the Little Paperman at all.

The darkness outside didn’t hinder its ability to see the situation clearly.

The sound of those on the outer night watch falling to the ground without any warning startled the others.

Everyone who had been sleeping peacefully jumped up immediately, pulling back their curtains and rushing out.

"What’s happening!"

Seeing the unconscious people lying on the ground, the faces of everyone present were grim.

Someone quickly squatted down to check the condition of those on the ground.

After a long while, the person said, "They’re alive, but it seems as though half of their blood and energy have been drained!"

If they weren’t Dark Masters and didn’t have protective Magic Artifacts, they wouldn’t have survived.

A breeze gently blew past at that moment.

"Did any of you smell a stench?"

The smell was faint; without it, the speaker wouldn’t have noticed it at all.

The Dragon Spirit glanced around and was about to speak when it heard someone mention the stench.

"That creature is nearby, everyone be careful!"

Seeing their people attacked, the already displeased crowd became instantly alert upon hearing the Dragon Spirit’s words.

"Mr. Long, are you saying the creature that attacked our night watch is still around here?"

The Dragon Spirit nodded: "If I’m not mistaken, it’s not only nearby but watching us, even treating us as prey."

The leader’s face turned ugly upon hearing this.

They had come here to capture some evil ghosts and spirits to report back to the General Association.

Now, they had become prey for those evil spirits themselves—how was this reasonable?

They are Dark Masters, highly esteemed Dark Masters!!!

Dark Masters have their pride.

Aside from those of equal status, most Dark Masters look down on anyone outside their group.

Let alone those evil ghosts and spirits they consider trophies and achievements.

Now, being told there was something foolish enough here to treat them as prey!

Many people almost exploded with anger—was this reasonable!

"Mr. Long, can you pinpoint its location?"

The Dark Masters, now enraged, were filled with combat spirit.

Unless encountering an evil ghost as vicious as before, these Dark Masters wouldn’t pay much mind.

Luckily, the Dragon Spirit didn’t know what they were thinking.

If it did know.

The Dragon Spirit would only think that these people had been high and mighty for too long, completely disconnected from reality, oblivious to the multitude of brutal evil spirits!

If they maintained that attitude, the chance of failure was quite high.

Except when dealing with Yun Ran, the Dragon Spirit wasn’t someone to persuade with care.

It simply pointed in a direction: "Over there, but..."

The Dragon Spirit intended to say, but the creature had some tricks.

Before it could finish, those people weren’t eager to let it speak on and rushed out.

Dragon Spirit: ...

Good advice is hard to give to stubborn ghosts!

The Dragon Spirit had only agreed to protect these people as much as possible; everything else had nothing to do with it.

By then, even if these people had missing limbs, as long as they were alive, it would have completed its task.

Thinking like this, the Dragon Spirit followed them; its thoughts were one thing, but it couldn’t act obviously.

The Two-headed Resentful Spirit Snake wasn’t afraid of the Dark Masters here; it didn’t leave and was waiting nearby instead.

Previously, it had left the camp due to an indescribable discomforting scent.

If not for that, it wouldn’t have let others off, steering clear of the tent area, reaching this spot instead.

This distance precisely isolated the offensive scent; any further, it wouldn’t be feasible.

"Look over there, there’s a huge cloud of black mist—could it be it?"

"It’s a snake, but why does it look like it has two heads?"

"Not good, it’s a resentful spirit, and a two-headed one at that; everyone retreat!!!"

...

Someone shouted for everyone to retreat, but they had evidently missed the optimal timing and opportunity.

Everyone was engulfed in the mist.

The Little Paperman had initially lifted a corner of the curtain, intending to peek at the outside situation.

But to its surprise, those people soon rushed swiftly in another direction, transferring the entire focus of activity.

Not being able to witness the excitement left the Little Paperman feeling melancholic.

What could be more frustrating than being present for drama but having to stick to one’s duty and not follow along for gossip?

The Little Paperman drooped its head, while a hardly audible sound of footsteps slowly approached the tent.

Initially feeling out of touch with gossip, the Little Paperman’s head perked up immediately, its eyes full of eager anticipation.

As the footsteps drew nearer, the Little Paperman saw the person in the darkness heading straight for the Dragon Spirit’s tent.

Instantly, it quietly concealed its body, sticking beneath the table, waiting silently for the person’s entrance.

With a subtle sound, the person lifted the curtain, tiptoed in. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Upon entering, the person used a Magic Artifact to probe around, confirming it was safe, then headed straight for the Dragon Spirit’s bed.