Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

The man's face appeared somewhat pale, lying straight on the bed, surrounded by various talisman papers, seemingly meant to draw vitality.

However, in Yun Ran's eyes, these talisman papers were completely shoddy. Although they had some effect, it wasn't much.

Upon getting closer, Yun Ran could clearly see this person's appearance, seemingly in his thirties—not as dazzling as Xie Xuzhi.

But there was an undeniable aura of authority, clearly a person who usually commanded great respect.

From this age and the fact that he lived here, the person's identity was obvious—Wang Mian, the current head of the Wang Family, known as the Third Young Master.

Having guessed the identity of this person, Yun Ran couldn't help but murmur, "Even someone with such status can be plotted against like this. Tsk tsk, those in high positions truly have it hard."

Speaking, Yun Ran strolled towards the bed. As soon as she approached, the surrounding talisman papers burst into flames.

The manner was as if Yun Ran was some kind of filth, and upon her approach, the talisman papers were immediately triggered.

With a 'whoosh'.

Suddenly, several men dressed in black appeared around the bed, each wearing a metallic mask on their face.

If not for them standing firmly and the faint sound of breathing, Yun Ran would have thought these men were sculptures.

"You don't think that just because the talisman papers burned, I'm here to harm him, do you?"

A sword gleaming with a cold light was pointed directly at Yun Ran. If they hadn't sensed any killing intent from her, they would have already made a move.

Yun Ran, speechless, snapped her fingers right in front of them, and the happily burning talisman papers immediately extinguished.

"Isn't it possible that the level of these talisman papers is too low, and my arrival threatened something in your mister, causing it to fight back and rendering these talisman papers useless?"

Though these people might not quite understand, Yun Ran patiently explained.

But the masked figures holding swords against Yun Ran showed no intention of retreating, merely staring at her.

It's often said that explaining things to those who won't understand is a frustrating endeavor, and Yun Ran didn't intend to reason with them further.

With helplessness, she said, "Fine, then just watch here."

Yun Ran's gaze fell back on Wang Mian's face. Just by eyeing him, it was evident that there was no simple evil spirit afflicting Wang Mian.

For a family like the Wangs, if it were just a simple possession, there'd be no need to spend large sums to invite her here.

"Can I step closer to check on your mister's body? If permissible, please make way."

Originally thinking the masked figures wouldn't understand, Yun Ran merely wanted to give a heads-up in case they got startled by her sudden movement.

Unexpectedly, they understood. One person sidestepped, but the sword in his hand, still gleaming with cold light, continued to point at Yun Ran.

Yun Ran: ...

These days, the 'doctor-patient relationship' is indeed quite tense. In whose house would someone be pointing a sword at a healer trying to save them? It's just that she's good-natured, benevolent, and kind-hearted.

Yun Ran approached Wang Mian, placing her hand on his forehead, um, completely abnormal temperature.

After touching Wang Mian's body, Yun Ran stepped back two paces.

Simultaneously, she came to a decision. Judging by the current situation, this person's body was exceptionally weak, but the examined Divine Soul was exceptionally strong, which rendered him unconscious.

In simple terms, the shell and core didn't match up. Either Wang Mian's Divine Soul had encountered some fortuitous event, or something had forcibly intruded into his Divine Soul.

In the first scenario, it often involved forming a bond with a powerful spirit; in the second, it meant someone was in the process of body seizing.

Based on her recent examination, the powerful Divine Soul did not belong to a spirit type and bore no malice towards Wang Mian.

This kind of situation was something Yun Ran was encountering for the first time, immediately sparking her interest; she relished challenging difficult tasks.

Though the masked figures responded differently from ordinary people, they still possessed human thought processes.

Observing Yun Ran's retreat, they uniformly looked at her, clearly inquiring: Aren't you supposed to examine him? Is it done already?

Previously, others had come, seemingly desperate to lift their mister onto the operating table and examine him inch by inch.

"The examination is complete. You must believe that truly skilled individuals can discern the crux of the problem with just a glance."

Yun Ran swiftly cut her palm, began drawing a talisman in the air, and with her other hand, started channeling the abundant vitality naturally present in the courtyard.

Soon, a visibly green, hollow talisman fluttered toward the reclining Wang Mian.

"This is a Vitality Talisman. He's been lying for too long, his body is very weak, it needs nourishing, otherwise, he might not last until I can begin treatment."

The vitality talisman landed on Wang Mian, and the masked figures clearly saw that the mister, whose face had been somewhat pale before, appeared gradually healthier when the talisman landed.

Even the instruments beside him began to show slowly recovering data.

"Let him rest for a few days; the vitality in this courtyard is sufficient to restore his body."

Speaking, Yun Ran turned to leave, only to be stopped by one of the masked figures.

But he didn't speak, merely staring at Yun Ran with his masked face.

Yun Ran chuckled with a hint of irritation, "I am a very reputable Dark Master, okay? Even though he's the Wang Family's Third Young Master, there's no reason for me to stay here serving him!"

The masked figure continued to block her way, thoroughly embodying the attitude of only listening to what they wanted to hear.

Yun Ran had initially restrained her aura, wanting to keep a low profile, but unexpectedly, she was mistaken for an easy target.

Her expression immediately darkened, unleashing her presence entirely, "Move aside!"

The masked figures had a sensitivity to killing intent more precise than detectors.

In their eyes, Yun Ran with her full aura was like a harmless kitten transforming in a flash into a jungle king.

They reacted instantly, intending to confront Yun Ran, yet soon realized they had gravely underestimated Yun Ran's prowess.

Their previously agile bodies became cumbersome, stiff under Yun Ran's gaze, making even minor movement incredibly difficult.

Yet, this was far from over; momentarily, beneath their masks, they could distinctly hear the sound of some liquid dripping onto the ground.

Seeing her aura pressing them into internal injuries and causing them to cough blood, Yun Ran finally withdrew her intimidating presence.

"Do not easily challenge my bottom line. Now, step aside!"