Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Xie Xuzhi glanced at them, those who usually nitpicked trivial matters and pulled his leg in countless discussions were now eagerly offering to 'Wash White' for Yun Ran.

He felt that despite Yun Ran's young age, his ability to grasp human nature was truly formidable.

However, he didn't feel any jealousy; on the contrary, he was quite satisfied with Yun Ran's maneuver.

Only mediocrities would envy the talents of their subordinates.

Since Yun Ran had already 'Washed White' for himself, it was now up to him to put the final seal on this matter.

"Although the Dragon Spirit has escaped, it still bears your Prohibition, so it's not a severe mistake.

Plus, you had previously saved many people during that task in international waters; when merits offset the demerits, if you find the Dragon Spirit, remember to report!"

Yun Ran immediately showed a grateful expression: "Thank you, Director Xie."

The group led by Elder Gong, although still wary of Yun Ran, no longer felt the deep fear they had before.

They then felt somewhat regretful; after all, he was a child from a family with no significant background.

If Yun Ran were from an aristocratic Mystical Sect family, with his abilities and Talent, their journey wouldn't have been so difficult.

Wan Ji was completely out of his depth throughout, but he was clear on what should and shouldn't be said.

The things he heard today would die with him; he would never tell a second person.

With a "bang," the flames burst.

This noise made the already calm scene suddenly tense again.

The Special Administration Bureau personnel immediately formed a circle, cautiously eyeing their surroundings.

The golden wings on Xie Xuzhi's body also suddenly doubled in size at this moment, and the color deepened significantly.

This was a situation that would occur only when attacked, yet everyone present couldn't see anything.

Yun Ran also wore a shocked expression; not to boast, but she dared say that not even the Ghost Emperor's attacks could escape her eyes.

But now, though Xie Xuzhi was clearly attacked, she saw nothing.

Yun Ran quickly turned her head toward Ginsengfruit: "Did you see anything just now?"

If human eyes could sometimes deceive,

The Ginsengfruit, a System from a High-class World, should capture things better than human eyes.

But Ginsengfruit just blankly stared in the direction behind Yun Ran, looking just like a wooden man.

Yun Ran immediately turned towards the back, but her body suddenly became immovable.

An apparition of a General appeared before Yun Ran, but to her surprise, it seemed like they were not in the same space.

There were torches in this tomb, Wan Ji's flashlight, and the light emitted by Golden Feather; it should have been a bright place.

But around the General's apparition, it was like a twisted black hole.

[Do you not fear me?]

Yun Ran couldn't clearly see the General's appearance, nor see him speaking, but that didn't stop her from communicating with the apparition.

"Not afraid, but, could you not control my body? It's odd twisting my head to look at you like this."

The twisted black hole extended countless tentacles, wrapping around Yun Ran's arms and limbs, then twisted her body around, yet she still could not move.

Yun Ran: ...

"Are you the owner of this tomb, the General?"

The tentacles did not retract; Yun Ran could sense that these tentacles were probing her information, and she did not resist.

Initially, when she summoned the ancestor with Merit Incense, the ancestor's mark would remain on her.

Unless someone more powerful than the ancestor were to probe, the fact that she is a disciple of Qingfeng Temple would not be discovered.

Soon after, the tentacles withdrew.

[It appears a thousand years have passed, and the once dominant Witch Clan is now only left with you, a weak half-blood.]

Well, that was rude.

She was even more shocked to find that from her own being, it could complete the knowledge of this thousand-year gap and converse with her in the language of this era. This ability was astonishing!

Yun Ran was certain, this so-called General must be a master from the Mystical Sect.

The curses she had seen earlier on the Zhenling Xuanwu were most likely cast by this individual.

"So, may I ask, what is the Witch Clan? And what does 'half-blood weakling' mean?"

It was unclear whether Yun Ran's arrival awoke him, making him pleased,

or if it was because he completed the thousand-year gap from Yun Ran's existence and did not wish to take advantage of such a junior.

The General did not refuse to explain.

[The Witch Clan, are the messengers of the gods, highly respected. Members of the Witch Clan are the most talented within the Mystical Sect, making others pale in comparison wherever they are.

Half-blood weaklings are also part of the Witch Clan, related by blood, but merely slaves and sacrificial offerings.]

Hearing this, Yun Ran felt awful. Being a half-blood was tragic; not only reduced to slaves, but also used as sacrificial offerings.

No wonder, the altar she encountered in Yinghua Country earlier, was able to activate a pillar of light leading to the Immortal World due to her blood.

"So that's it; it's probably for the best that the Witch Clan is no more."

The General laughed upon hearing Yun Ran's sentiment, his voice resembling that of the Tomb Guardian Beasts.

[You're right, the disappearance of the Witch Clan is indeed a good thing!]

With those words, Yun Ran could move again.

Yun Ran: …

If only you had mentioned earlier that you enjoy hearing ill of the Witch Clan, I could have said a whole lot more!!!

He then added: [I am also a member of the Witch Clan, and even a High Priest of the Witch Clan.]

Yun Ran's expression instantly resembled an old man looking puzzled at a smartphone. What was this? Were you playing some sort of deceitful game with me?

Luckily, she could move now, but she was no match for this formidable old monster.

Instantly, she transmitted a message to Dragon Spirit: [Encountered an ancient monster, come quickly!!!]

Dragon Spirit, already frustrated from Yun Ran's earlier berating and swallowing down a bottle of wine, intending to go home to sleep,

jerked awake upon hearing Yun Ran's message.

He knew Yun Ran well enough; she wouldn't ask for help unless she was in dire trouble.

Humph! As a dragon with principles, if not for their symbiotic relationship, he would not have forgiven Yun Ran so easily.

A vast dragon shadow ripped through the air, heading in Yun Ran's direction.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Special Administration Bureau clung tightly to Xie Xuzhi's side, the giant golden wing shadow this time not pushing them away.

But deep fear was still evident in their eyes as Yun Ran twisted her neck and whooshed out of their sight.

"The Magic Artifact follows its master; Yun Ran should be fine now. Everyone, stay alert!"