Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

The rules of this grand competition were set by the people from the Mystical Sect aristocracy, blatantly biased, yet those challenged had no choice.

If one were to make a fuss, their qualification for the competition would be revoked, as all matters of interpretation belonged to them.

After all, they still needed to save some face; knowing that such a gauntlet of battles was already criticized, they brought out a significant amount of resources.

However, to many from less privileged backgrounds, this still felt like bullying, shamelessly so.

"Do you have confidence in taking down a few?"

Yun Ran, gazing at the worried young man, chuckled lightly: "Of course, the more the merrier. I am determined to seize these resources!"

If she couldn't even handle the juniors from the Mystical Sect aristocracy or their specially trained fighters, then she wouldn't deserve to claim herself as the successor of Qingfeng Temple.

She had been in this minor world for quite some time now, initially always contending with Heavenly Dao and fighting against Evil Cultivators...

Now, it was about time she sparred with the orthodox Xuanmen people of this world.

The young man opened his mouth, originally intending to advise Yun Ran, even wanted to share tips on how to find loopholes in the competition.

But a single remark from Yun Ran utterly silenced him.

In the end, he managed just to squeeze out a sentence: "Then go for it!"

The competition began, and those challenging Yun Ran, whether out of self-importance or not, sat calmly as if they couldn't bear to not close the show.

Yun Ran was more than happy to consider herself a spectator.

Ginsengfruit sat beside her, grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds and slowly shelling them, as Yun Ran enjoyed eating them one by one.

The person sitting across from her, seeing Yun Ran not at all nervous, narrowed his eyes.

"Are you sure the information we checked was correct, that she can only perform three fortune-tellings a day?"

"Yes, we've clarified everything since Yun Ran entered the Special Administration Bureau. She does have real skills, but she's still young."

"I don't know how the old man and the others have judged it, having so many people challenge her is a bit embarrassing~"

"She is a person related to Xie Xuzhi, we shouldn't underestimate her."

…

The speakers held tones of arrogance, disdain, and a hint of helplessness.

They still somewhat looked down on Yun Ran due to her background, and now even more so as they had to join forces against someone they despised; no one felt comfortable about it.

"Ding ding ding..."

A harsh sound rang out, and Yun Ran looked over.

Only then did she see, the first young woman to be challenged was wielding a hammer, striking against the opponent's Magic Artifact.

Next followed a loud "bang."

Several pieces of glass shattered not far away.

Yun Ran quickly clicked her tongue several times and then pulled out a talisman from her body and threw it.

She was now a spectator, she didn't want to be involved.

Ginsengfruit looked up at the two fiercely battling individuals, then bowed his head and continued shelling seeds. To him, this level of contest looked like child's play, utterly uninteresting.

Perhaps because Yun Ran was too laid-back now, it made her especially irritating in others' eyes.

Someone immediately stood up: "Yun Ran, do you still remember why you came here?"

Yun Ran swallowed a grape, then "puff" spit out the whole skin.

Then she slowly replied: "I am the challenged party. If you all can sit it out, naturally, I can too. Are you expecting me to shout with a megaphone, 'Come and hit me~~~'?"

The person who spoke was instantly choked by Yun Ran's words.

Gu Yuan, as one of the observers, initially had a serious expression, but now, hearing Yun Ran's words, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

As a result, the other observers were displeased, but due to Gu Yuan's status, they could only glare at him silently, discreetly blaming him.

"Sorry, I have a low threshold for humor, my apologies for earlier. I promise, it won't happen again!"

This assurance only darkened the expressions of the other observers even more.

Gu Yuan couldn't care less about what those people thought. His eyes turned towards Yun Ran, and he gave her a thumbs-up, utterly disregarding others' opinions.

Although he was also from a Mystical Sect aristocratic family, he was also a confidant of Xie Xuzhi. Many knew him to be quite rebellious, and the elders of the Gu Family always shook their heads at the sight of him.

Yun Ran wiped her hands, casually stuffing into her mouth a handful of sunflower seeds Ginsengfruit had shelled for her.

"Yum, delicious~"

Then she stood up, looking towards the opposite direction, her tone carrying a hint of lightness: "It's getting late, let's start then!"

Her behavior, in a way, was seen as provocative.

Immediately, someone stood out: "I heard you're good at fortune-telling, let's compete in that."

Daoist Qingmu and the others, who were quietly sitting in the corner watching, heard the other party confidently challenging to fortune-telling.

They suddenly fell silent for a moment.

It was Master Jiechen who first broke the silence: "Well then, this round seems to be without suspense. After today, Yun Ran is likely to be the wealthiest among us."

Taoist Xia quickly joined in: "Exactly, why don't we encounter such good opportunities? If someone offered me resources like that, how nice it would be."

Daoist Qingmu hesitated but couldn't hold back: "The other side is also acquainted with us; maybe we should save them some face."

Taoist Xia knew that Daoist Qingmu was generally kind-hearted, even if those trying to challenge Yun Ran were quite shameless.

But since those people and their elder relatives were acquaintances of Daoist Qingmu, their congregation, full of acquaintances, seemed a bit inappropriate.

"That statement of yours hasn't left much face for them either."

Daoist Qingmu: …

Yun Ran confidently stepped forward, and the staff quickly moved the necessary tables over.

"Let's see who can perform the most and most accurate fortune-telling!"

Yun Ran casually nodded. Most people from Xuanmen would carry some karma, and if they fortuned too deeply into forbidden terrain, they might suffer severe backlash, even losing their lives.

Thus, many adept at fortune-telling have their limits.

This person now wanted to compete in the volume and accuracy of fortune-telling with her.

It seemed not very challenging on the surface, but in reality, it was a contest between both parties' karmic limits.

"Of course, no problem, whatever you want to fortune, I'm up for it!"

She had previously set a rule for herself to perform only three fortune-tellings per day because she was lazy, not because she was incapable of doing more.

The opponent pulled out a book that looked ancient, as if it would crumble to the touch.

"This is a remnant volume of a duel between two mighty Dark Masters of Xuan Sect from the past. They had only figured out part of it, let us continue with the rest."

Yun Ran glanced at it, noticing many questions that were unsolved mysteries in historical texts.