Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Xie Xuzhi glanced at Gu Yuan, his gaze indifferent yet striking enough to send a shiver down Gu Yuan's spine. It had been ages since the boss looked at him with such an expression.

"Next time, make your act more convincing!"

It was then that Gu Yuan realized he had unwittingly exposed the contents of his notebook while mentally complaining about those keen on having a 'sense of participation.'

Embarrassed, he immediately closed the notebook, but inside he was crying: Damn, caught red-handed by the boss for slacking off, I'm doomed!!!

Gu Yuan immediately cowered and changed the subject obsequiously, "Boss, the selection contest is about to start, shall we go watch?"

After saying this, he lowered his head. As long as he couldn't see the boss's gaze, that unsettling feeling finally dissipated.

Xie Xuzhi's eyes swept over Gu Yuan, clearly aware of his little tricks, but he didn't call him out.

He started giving other instructions: "Settle the identity of the Dragon Spirit properly, leave the rest to Yun Ran to handle!"

With that, Xie Xuzhi walked straight out of the meeting room.

Gu Yuan finally sighed in relief. No wonder so many troublesome people in the Special Administration Bureau hadn't managed to bounce high; the boss's aura was truly not something everyone could endure.

The old foxes from many aristocratic families in Capital City had been seen through by Xie Xuzhi, and Gu Yuan was honestly a bit scared of his gaze.

Pulling out his phone, Gu Yuan logged into the internal System and entered the identity of the Dragon Spirit. From today on, the Dragon Spirit was also a specially appointed member of the Special Administration Bureau.

And under the column for his direct superior, Yun Ran's name was shining brightly.

After sorting this out, Gu Yuan took out his phone and called Yun Ran.

Yun Ran, who had just entered the arena, was drawing lots when suddenly her phone rang, and the result of her lottery draw appeared at the same time.

Seeing the bright yellow number one on the screen, Yun Ran felt jinxed.

She became somewhat irate looking at the number on the phone.

Still, she answered the call.

"Ranran, everything concerning the Dragon Spirit has been handled. Also, he's now under your supervision."

Since Xie Xuzhi had promised to help her with the Dragon Spirit's identity, she never doubted it, but what she didn't expect was to have been 'promoted.'

"Understood, we'll talk later!"

Without waiting to hear if Gu Yuan had anything else to say, she hung up the phone. Given that she had drawn a lousy number, she was in no mood.

The staff, noting that everyone had finished drawing lots, spoke through a megaphone, "Now, everyone please head to the designated area according to your number."

The selection contest had a total of four competition areas, named after Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

The yellow area drawn by Yun Ran was noted in the rules as an arena with various Illusion attacks.

She wasn't afraid of Illusion attacks, but whether the others could withstand them was another story.

If those people really got affected by the Illusions and started acting rashly, it could affect her performance.

In the annual competitions, the most losses were incurred in the yellow area, not from the Illusion attacks, but because those who evaded the Illusions often broke the rules defensively and got disqualified.

Ginsengfruit was sent to the side of Daoist Qingmu and the others, and everyone's expressions shifted unpredictably upon hearing that Yun Ran had drawn the yellow area competition ground.

"Yun Ran should be fine. She was able to move freely even in the Illusions of the Northwest."

"Yes, yes, others might not make it, but Yun Ran definitely won't have any problems."

...

When Yun Ran arrived at the yellow area, she changed into the special competition uniform, which was inscribed with talismans.

These were to provide protection against any unavoidable dangers during the competition that might threaten the lives of the contestants.

These talismans could shield the contestants from harm if they encountered life-threatening situations.

"Where is contestant number 01!"

Yun Ran promptly raised her hand: "Present!"

Apart from a few with calm expressions, the majority of those who had drawn the yellow area wore a look of deep pessimism on their faces.

Clearly, they too were aware of the 'achievements' associated with the yellow area.

Now, seeing Yun Ran looking vigorous and energetic, everyone's gaze fell on her.

Because of Gu Yuan's earlier antics, many in the crowd recognized Yun Ran.

If someone doubted the fairness of drawing a number for the yellow area, their suspicions were now somewhat alleviated.

Anyone who could cause such a stir on this island certainly wasn't someone without a backing.

Even Yun Ran had drawn a number for the yellow area, so it was probably just their bad luck.

Yun Ran was indifferent to the gazes fixed on her and stepped forward, entering the grand doors of the competition center.

The ordinary stage in the eyes of the onlookers transformed dramatically before Yun Ran's eyes.

What appeared before her was the back mountain of Qingfeng Temple, a place that had brought her endless joy in the past.

Yun Ran looked somewhat interested: "The Xuanmen people of this little world are quite skilled, to conjure such a powerful Illusion."

Even though she knew this was fake and that this place, which made her feel attached and relaxed, could at any moment produce something that would strike her fatally, Yun Ran still felt happy.

In the spectator stands, people could freely choose which area they wanted to watch. Daoist Qingmu and the others had their eyes glued to the yellow area.

Yun Ran stood on the stage, motionless, looking rather pleased.

Master Jiechen immediately sensed trouble. Based on previous competitions, if someone on stage was happy, it meant they had fallen into the most dangerous Illusion.

"I hope this lass doesn't get tricked."

Hearing this, Dragon Spirit snorted coldly: "Her? Get tricked? She's more likely to trick others!"

Ginsengfruit's gaze immediately turned to Dragon Spirit: "Master told me to keep an eye on you, and I will report every word of yours back to her."

Dragon Spirit: ...

Remembering Yun Ran, that shameless little maniac, he knew she would actually fight him.

Ah, so infuriating! He was actually being threatened by a little tyke!

Right now, he wanted to pull out his dragon claws and give this ignorant brat a big brawl!

Daoist Qingmu now knew of Dragon Spirit's identity and looked at him with a hint of wariness.

However, he didn't expect that Dragon Spirit, feared by everyone, seemed to be very afraid of Yun Ran; otherwise, he wouldn't have been threatened by Yun Ran's little disciple.

Later, Daoist Qingmu's gaze fell on Ginsengfruit again. He had not noticed before, but looking at Ginsengfruit now, he could not see his destiny.