Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Yun Ran nodded, she naturally wouldn't foolishly tell others that she knew, and moreover, that the sword was targeting her.

She did not want to become the target of all, nor would she let others have the chance to pin the blame on her.

"Ah!" A scream arose.

It turned out that someone wanted to take the lead and charged forward.

But unexpectedly, the Demon Sword, which previously just hovered in mid-air without attacking anyone, suddenly moved, its sword light flashed past, and the person attacking it was sent flying.

The person who rushed forward knew they were wearing clothes with talismans that could save their lives.

Thus, no one worried about life-threatening danger when they rushed forward, they didn't reserve any caution, nor did they leave any defensive measures for themselves.

But what caught everyone off guard was their bad luck; they encountered the unexpected.

Struck by the Demon Sword's sword light, the talismans on that person's clothing all failed, if it weren't for Yun Ran swiftly throwing out a stronger Defense Talisman.

The person who was sent flying just now would probably have been cut into pieces by the sword light of that Demon Sword.

Even with Yun Ran's Defense Talisman, the person was still quite miserable, clumsily falling to the ground, spitting blood profusely, and even lacked the strength to pick themselves up.

The people on the platform, upon seeing this scene, seemed like they had hit the pause button, all dumbfounded.

Then, they all exploded.

"What's going on, wasn't it said that there would be no life-threatening danger?"

Had they known that the selection would put their lives at risk, they definitely wouldn't have been so careless and would have brought all their trump cards.

The loudspeakers in the competition center also rang at this time: [Please all contestants evacuate quickly! Staff members, cover the evacuation!]

The staff members responsible for maintaining order, one by one, faced the danger as if confronting a formidable enemy, even though they knew it was dangerous, they hadn't thought about retreating.

The contestants who were just thinking about how to win this round finally came to their senses.

No longer possessing the courage they had before, they hurried to evacuate.

Others also started running toward the direction of the evacuation.

Yun Ran didn't move; she knew the Demon Sword was targeting her, and if she moved, the Demon Sword might really go mad, directly entering a rampaging, indiscriminate killing mode.

But soon, the people at the competition center, including those staff members, were looking somewhat despairingly at the doors that couldn't be opened.

The staff members hurriedly reported: "These doors have all deformed and jammed, they can't be opened!"

Yun Ran turned her head, only then seeing the metal doors they had entered through, which had somehow deformed and melded together.

The young man who had been speaking with Yun Ran glanced at the traces where the door and frame had merged, then shouted to the people, "Step aside, let me try!"

He took his sword, trying to split the merged doors, only to find that the force of his swing was less than one-tenth of what it used to be.

Now, his complexion worsened too; it seemed, his sword was not just afraid and terrified, it was completely ruined.

Other people who had rushed from the spectator stands, seeing the sealed doors and remembering the Demon Sword suddenly making a move and wounding a person.

Seeing the metal doors here, they probably guessed that this was the Demon Sword's power, able to easily damage other metal objects.

"Force open it by brute force!"

"The Sword Spirit of the Demon Sword is doing this on purpose, it wants to trap everyone."

...

No one guessed that the Demon Sword had only intended to trap Yun Ran alone from the very beginning. As for the other people, they were merely incidental.

They only thought that the Demon Sword, having been sealed for hundreds of years, had finally come out, and this was its revenge on everyone.

Ginsengfruit had never 'seen' the fearsome power of the Demon Sword before, but now, seeing how everyone around him appeared to be facing a great enemy.

He also started to feel tense from such a scene.

He quickly used the System's voice to send a message to Yun Ran: [Host, the Demon Sword has trapped all the exits!]

Yun Ran, upon receiving the message, was immensely relieved. She was glad that she had previously feared encountering a person like Wuzi Changli.

She decisively sought help from her ancestor, and the ancestor was supportive, directly giving her the Sword Intent, otherwise, she would truly be at her wit's end now!

Yun Ran took out her Peach Wood Sword, and swirled a sword flower, displaying her imposing aura.

Of course, her intention was not merely to intimidate the Sword Spirit that had been tainted by evil thoughts.

In any case, it was imperative not to let the Sword Spirit speak, and not let others know that it was targeting her.

Human nature is too complex, who knows if others might take this chance to frame her.

The young man seeing Yun Ran about to make a move, thought for a moment, and also changed his direction, standing with Yun Ran to confront the Demon Sword.

"This sword is somewhat sinister, I don't know if it has spawned a Sword Spirit, my sword couldn't even exert one-tenth of its power just now."

Yun Ran is not someone unappreciative of others' kindness; when others repeatedly show goodwill, she always reciprocates.

"I know."

After speaking, Yun Ran, without turning back, her Peach Wood Sword in hand, slashed a sword flower towards the target.

The metal door that others just couldn't budge earlier, shattered into several pieces, hitting the ground with several loud clangs.

Others didn't understand the power of this sword strike, but the young man did.

He looked at his own sword and then at the Peach Wood Sword in Yun Ran's hand. Although the design of the Peach Wood Sword was a bit odd, it didn't prevent the slight envy from showing in his eyes.

Yun Ran's gaze was tightly fixed on the Demon Sword, without faltering for a moment, fearing any sneaky attacks from the sword.

The Demon Sword had originally been emitting black smoke all over. Just now, it simply used its characteristic ability to influence all the metals in the testing center, trapping the people inside.

But now, Yun Ran's strike had severed its connection with the other metals.

It instantly grew several times larger, and the stains from the countless blood it had absorbed, which could not be cleaned, emerged even more prominently.

Yun Ran clearly sensed that as the Demon Sword grew larger, a growing number of bloody scents began to swirl around it, and she even heard the screams of numerous lives.

"Ah!"

Those with shallower Dao progress were affected by these screams, each one painfully clutching their heads, their eyes completely crimson.

If it was said, that just floating mid-air, the Demon Sword had already been disturbing people's minds.

Now that it had grown larger and released its demonic nature, those pain-filled screams began to hammer at everyone's minds present.

"Not good, everyone concentrate Qi and calm the mind, close off your hearing!"