Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 976 - 972: My Head’s About to Be Yanked Off!!!

Chapter 976: Chapter 972: My Head’s About to Be Yanked Off!!!

Just as the Dragon Spirit rolled its eyes again, Xuan Chu finally stepped forward to help. He went directly for the Little Jade Tripod embedded securely in the stone wall.

Meanwhile, the Little Paperman was not slacking off at all and hurled a Heavenly Thunder directly at that jar.

This jar gave the Little Paperman an inexplicable sense of familiarity, so it struck even harder!

With Xuan Chu and the Little Paperman’s help, the Dragon Spirit and Mo Zhi, who were forced to maintain the balance between the Little Jade Tripod and the jar, were finally freed.

The monster inside the jar suddenly let out a rapid and high-pitched screech, a sound filled with the agony of countless lives.

Xuan Chu’s body shuddered violently upon hearing this sound, feeling as though his Divine Soul was about to leave his body.

If it weren’t for the Prohibition belonging to the Heavenly Dao on him, at this moment, his situation would probably be quite tragic.

Xuan Chu immediately sealed his hearing, and the intense feeling of his soul being shaken dissipated significantly.

The jar was being dealt with by the Little Paperman and Dragon Spirit.

Xuan Chu continued to move towards the Little Jade Tripod, not distracted by the previous incident.

The Little Paperman obviously detested the sound coming from the monster inside the jar.

The Heavenly Thunder Flower in its hand was thrown out furiously, as if it cost nothing.

"So annoying, shut up already!"

Previously, part of Dragon Spirit’s attack was blocked and couldn’t directly affect the jar itself, wasting quite some time.

Now, seeing that the barrier protecting the jar had cracked open by the Heavenly Thunder Flower,

it immediately moved forward to finish the job.

Initially, Dragon Spirit only wanted to figure out the situation with the jar.

But now, these attacks carried a bit of personal resentment.

To think the dignified Dragon King had been tormented by this jar and that Little Jade Tripod, even laughed at by Xuan Chu.

This was something it couldn’t swallow!

Dragon Spirit suddenly attacked the crack in the barrier with one hand holding an Ice Cone and the other a flame.

A perfectly intact barrier might withstand the attack of both ice and fire.

But now, hmph, it intended to let the monster inside the jar experience what it means to call out to heaven and have no answer, to call out to earth and have no response!

Mo Zhi wasn’t idle either; she used all her strength to encompass an area of a hundred miles around into her Ghost Realm.

And at the same time, she locked the Ghost Realm, so unless she, as the master, gave permission, no one could enter.

Now, even if someone noticed something was amiss and wanted to investigate, they wouldn’t find anything.

A slight "crack" sound could be heard in the monster’s soul-capturing roar from inside the jar, almost negligible.

But everyone present heard it clearly.

The Dragon Spirit’s face immediately showed a hint of pride.

"You bastard, now it’s your turn to die!"

As the words fell, the Dragon Spirit’s attacks intensified significantly.

With a "bang," the barrier that had been protecting the jar shattered completely.

Dragon Spirit’s Ice Cone attack, along with the raging flame, both acted on the jar simultaneously.

The Little Paperman’s Heavenly Thunder Flower also fell onto the jar like a chain of guns.

Ice Cone, fire, plus the Heavenly Thunder Flower, these combined attacks far exceeded the effect of one plus one equals two.

On the other side, Xuan Chu’s hand, upon touching the Little Jade Tripod, felt a very strong sense of rejection.

However, the Little Jade Tripod did not harm him.

Xuan Chu suddenly thought, this Magic Artifact might have already developed spiritual wisdom.

He immediately reached out, intending to take off the Little Jade Tripod.

He applied a bit of force, but the Little Jade Tripod didn’t move an inch.

Just as Xuan Chu was thinking about how to remove this Magic Artifact, a soft voice reached his ears.

"Stop pulling, my head is about to come off!!!"

Xuan Chu: ...

He had sealed his hearing before, so he shouldn’t have heard these voices.

Xuan Chu instinctively rubbed his ears, this voice...

Unless it was a communication of the Divine Soul!

Xuan Chu’s other hand was still on the Little Jade Tripod, and the voice spoke again.

"I said stop yanking my head!!!"

Evidently, it wasn’t his imagination earlier; it was really the Artifact Spirit of the Jade Tripod communicating with his Divine Soul!

Xuan Chu reflexively withdrew his hand.

"Are you the Artifact Spirit of this Jade Tripod?"

"Duh! Who exactly are you people, and why did you barge in here and disturb my sleep!"

Xuan Chu glanced at the small Jade Tripod, then at the Dragon Spirit and Little Paperman struggling against the jar not far away.

An incredible thought suddenly surfaced.

"Have you been asleep all this time? Do you know you’re sharing a room with a jar holding a monster?"

With that, Xuan Chu specifically moved aside, afraid the Little Jade Tripod wouldn’t see the full view of the jar.

The Artifact Spirit of the Jade Tripod, just awakening, hadn’t noticed before, but now finally realized something was amiss here.

It immediately screamed: "What kind of broken place is this! How could I end up here, all dark and smelly, I’m a Divine Cauldron!!!"

It should have been placed in the Divine Hall, venerated, symbolizing sacred power.

Now, after just waking up, how did it end up here, covered in filthy dirt!

This, for a very cleanliness-loving Divine Cauldron, who would never allow anything but sacred Divine Water to touch it, was unbearable.

The Divine Cauldron started to scream and shout too.

Xuan Chu: ...

He seemed to have awakened something not quite right, whether it was divine or a cauldron he wasn’t sure.

However, he truly hadn’t seen an Artifact Spirit this easily perturbed.

It was even more finicky and prideful than the Dragon Spirit’s temperament.

Xuan Chu listened to that sharp, breaking voice in his mind, feeling as though his brain was about to be stirred up.

The monster inside the jar, its roar was external, easily destabilizing the soul unless hearing was sealed, then it wasn’t much affected.

But the Divine Cauldron’s wailing, completely unable to accept its current situation, attacked the Divine Soul.

Blood trickled from the corner of Xuan Chu’s mouth.

"Shut up already!"

Being attacked by the Divine Cauldron Spirit’s voice was a result of Xuan Chu’s oversight, but now knowing that this Divine Cauldron was severely deranged.

Xuan Chu naturally couldn’t leave it as is, immediately taking out a piece of talisman paper, sticking it right on the body of the Divine Cauldron.