Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Xie Xuzhi turned his head, his brows furrowed as he looked at Yun Ran, his sensitivity to others' emotional changes was extremely sharp.

Just now, Yun Ran's face was smiling, but God knows how many curses she was throwing in her mind. But now, in just a few minutes, it was like she had become a completely different person.

"What are you playing at?"

This question, however, baffled Yun Ran. What had she done? Nothing much, she had just asked Xie Xuzhi why he was looking for her.

"Ah?"

Xie Xuzhi: …

Forget it, asking these questions is just a waste of time.

"I have to leave in an hour, Gu Yuan will stay behind. If there's anything you need, you can go directly to him."

Even though Xie Xuzhi's tone was calm, Yun Ran still felt the storm brewing.

"What happened?"

If it weren't something serious, Xie Xuzhi wouldn't miss the final match of the Xuanmen Competition.

Even those who hadn't made it before would make time to come to the finals.

The Xuanmen Competition isn't just a casual affair done when there's nothing better to do.

It's an opportunity for the Mystical Sects to showcase their strength to other families or forces, as well as a good chance for the Special Administration Bureau to pick new recruits.

Xie Xuzhi advocates for the employment of talented individuals regardless of background and status. Why would he suddenly leave at such a crucial time?

"Do you remember Rong Gu, who was worshipped by Hai City's Richest Family, the Jing Family?"

Yun Ran remembered all too well; that woman's talent was not inferior to hers. If she had a good background or had met a good mentor, her Dao progress would be hard to match within the Xuan Sect.

"Has she surfaced again?"

Rong Gu was injured more severely than her, and under normal circumstances, without a supply of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for three to five years, she definitely wouldn't have recovered.

Now, in just a few months, she had reappeared, which meant she had found an opportunity, her injuries had healed, and the power behind her was not small.

"Mhm, there are shadows of other aristocratic families from overseas behind her. Many families left their ancestral homes during the great turmoil of the Xuan Sect years ago.

But over the years, they've always wanted to return. Now, when all the domestic families are fighting like a mess, who would willingly give up their slice of the cake?"

Although Xie Xuzhi didn't go into detail, Yun Ran had grasped the meaning of his words.

It meant that those who had left back then had found a strong enforcer to tear open a gap for their return.

Whether it's as a member of the Four Great Families, the Xie Family, or from the Special Administration Bureau, Xie Xuzhi couldn't easily acquiesce to this matter.

"They've found some reason to pressure families like yours?"

Seeing that Yun Ran had effortlessly grasped what he was trying to convey, a slight smile finally appeared on Xie Xuzhi's face.

"Yes, they've found a joint declaration by other domestic families from hundreds of years ago, stating that if they get the consent of more than half the families, they can return to the country."

Yun Ran: …

If it were up to her, she would really want to give those old fools who signed the declaration hundreds of years ago a good beating.

Although she didn't know the specifics of the situation back then, the fact was that those elders had left a big problem for future generations.

Xie Xuzhi, seeing the indignation on Yun Ran's face, explained lightly: "I've seen records about this in the top-secret archives of the Special Administration Bureau.

At that time, the Xuan Sect suffered heavy losses, and the senior authorities were worried that the Dao tradition might be cut off completely within the country, so they simply thought of preserving some seeds of the future.

They couldn't have predicted that hundreds of years later, despite being somewhat declined, the Xuan Sect wouldn't be in a weak position at all and would no longer need those people."

Yun Ran immediately retracted her previous 'rashness'; under the circumstances at the time, those people had made the best decision they could.

She couldn't judge their prudence with her modern stance.

After thinking for a moment, Yun Ran took out a Little Paperman and handed it to Xie Xuzhi: "For your protection."

The Little Paperman was accustomed to being sent out by its master, and it immediately flew to Xie Xuzhi's side.

"Don't worry, master~"

Xie Xuzhi left, and Yun Ran watched his fading figure before turning to leave as well.

As soon as she returned to the small courtyard, Gu Yuan approached her: "What did the boss tell you?"

Yun Ran glanced at Gu Yuan, "Don't you know? Aren't you Xie Xuzhi's confidant?"

Gu Yuan: …

Yes, he was a confidant, but that didn't mean he knew everything. Otherwise, he would have been the deputy director by now.

Just as he was about to retort, his phone rang. It was a ringtone exclusive to their group.

The careless Gu Yuan immediately straightened up, apologized to Yun Ran with his phone in hand: "I have something to take care of right now, I'll have to leave first."

After Gu Yuan left, Ginsengfruit sighed: "Gu Yuan looks unreliable, but when it comes to serious matters, he's pretty dependable."

Yun Ran chuckled: "Otherwise, how could anyone just become a director? Xie Xuzhi isn't someone who favors connections over skill. Without real talent, no one can get within three meters of him."

After the celebration banquet ended and everyone had left.

The Little Papermen all flew out, buzzing like little bees, and began to clean diligently. In less than ten minutes, they had tidied everything neatly.

Having had their fill of food and drink and with nothing else to do, it was the perfect time for sleep.

Lying in bed, as Yun Ran was dozing off, a sudden sharp pain came from her palm.

Yun Ran's eyes snapped open and instantly went from blurry to clear.

Even without turning on the light, there was still a sliver of light seeping into the room from outside. Yun Ran clearly saw a red dot on the palm of her hand.

Upon realizing what the red dot was, Yun Ran burst into laughter out of anger.

"Who the hell has the guts to cast a curse on me!"

Anyone with lesser Dao progress than hers who dares to curse her would surely die from backlash.

But now, the glaring red dot on her hand was telling her that someone succeeded in cursing her.

Even though it didn't harm her vital essence or foundation, it made Yun Ran feel as if someone had slapped her in the face.

At the same time, in a Siheyuan in the Capital City.

The moonlight was just right, yet in the middle of the courtyard sat a special altar, and on it sat a plainly dressed woman.

As she watched the blood-scented incense in the censer suddenly snap in two without warning.

"Fairy, what does this mean?"

Beside her stood an old man, his eyes full of eagerness to know whether the curse had been successful.

The woman turned her face to the side, and the light shone on her face. If Yun Ran were here, she would be able to recognize that this woman was none other than Rong Gu.