Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1023 - 1019: A Pawn in Someone Else’s Game
Some were so immersed in their own cultivation, completely ignorant of the happenings outside.
Unexpectedly, the protective array of Qingfeng Temple was activated, a measure only used in the face of unforeseen troubles.
"Do you know what’s going on?"
"No idea, did Qingfeng Temple provoke someone they shouldn’t have?"
"Unlikely, Yun Ran is quite powerful, and after all, she came from the Special Administration Bureau, which carries some connections."
"Who knows, but if Qingfeng Temple really has a major problem, shouldn’t we leave to avoid getting involved?"
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These people were unaware that Junior Master activated the protective array precisely to guard against them, fearing internal sabotage.
As for those who came knocking, Junior Master completely disregarded them.
It’s not that Junior Master is arrogant, but his real power has long reached unfathomable levels.
Even now, where Junior Master is merely a Spirit Puppet, the strength shown is less than his true self, but enough to defeat all those who came.
The preparations now are merely to prevent anyone from having the chance to destroy Yun Ran’s hard work.
The construction of Qingfeng Temple then had exhausted Yun Ran’s private assets.
Connections and resources also took significant tolls.
Not just every brick and tile here, but even the flora at the foot of the mountain, in Junior Master’s mind, are more important than those Xuan Sect people.
Seeing the protective array completely cover Qingfeng Temple, including those flowers and plants within its protection.
Junior Master finally turned back.
As for those here to exchange and learn at Qingfeng Temple, quite a few now wish to avoid any trouble and start packing to leave.
Though cultivation here yields twice the result with half the effort, provoking someone they shouldn’t would render gains worthless.
Never did they imagine that in seemingly unobstructed space.
No matter how they walked, they couldn’t get out, just like hitting a ’ghost wall.’
If ordinary people encountered such a situation, it might be explainable.
But they are Xuanmen people!
And exceptionally skilled Xuanmen people at that, encountering a ’ghost wall’ in a place where everything is visible?
It’s absurd, who would believe it?
Soon enough, more people discovered this peculiarity.
Clearly, it was no misunderstanding, but a deliberate act by Qingfeng Temple.
"What’s Qingfeng Temple up to, are they using us as hostages? That’s so despicable!"
"Wrong, we have no stake with Qingfeng Temple, why would they target us!"
Those who received the news could no longer feign ignorance.
With expressions as if they swallowed flies, they voiced out the information they knew.
Perhaps, even they know very well, no matter how justified the excuse, exploitation amid opportunity is entirely indefensible.
Previously unspoken, merely to retain a shred of dignity.
But now, Qingfeng Temple’s people are venting anger on them, reluctant to let them go.
Yet, they are utterly innocent; this matter, from start to end, had nothing to do with them, nor did they initiate it.
Those unaware of the facts were stunned upon hearing this.
Even if someone thought it unjust, the majority of Xuanmen people aimed to snatch opportunities from Yun Ran.
People overpower circumstances.
At this moment, anyone stepping up to criticize those would inevitably self-embroil in conflict.
Yun Ran might have some confidence to resist, they had none whatsoever.
Even if they held opinions on it, no one spoke a word of fairness.
The most they did was not meddle, preserving neutrality, which already leaned favorably toward Yun Ran.
It’s akin to the situation where, in a dispute, your friend’s neutrality equates to betrayal.
And your enemy’s neutrality suggesting secret support.
The reasoning is plain as that!
Yun Ran currently remains oblivious; she merely glimpsed someone centuries ago deduced the current situation, even herself a manipulated piece.
Fearing being set up, she asked the ancestor to descend.
Which triggered such chaos.
With Yun Ran enveloped in fiercely blazing Merit Golden Light, Little Paperman and Ginsengfruit couldn’t stay idle.
They dashed over, protecting Yun Ran.
If anyone disturbs Yun Ran now, severe injury would be the least consequence.
Those Divine Hall folks busy working in the courtyard, witnessing such potent Merit Golden Light erupt from their small yard.
Each one dumbstruck.
Due to heritage and resource limitations, they only practiced the array left by the High Priest.
But that doesn’t mean they lack knowledge.
"This...is just too exaggerated, how can there be such powerful Merit Golden Light, anyone bearing this could be deemed an Immortal!"
Even the Tree Spirit, feigning death these past days, lost its usual cautiousness feeling such immense Merit Golden Light.
It wished desperately it weren’t rooted here and had its own body.
Then it could rush over to bask in some Merit Golden Light.
The Tree Spirit had always pretended it hadn’t gained sentience, merely for self-preservation.
Fearing detection of its aura.
But if it could absorb Merit Golden Light, it might consider attempting transformation, perfectly avoiding discovery then.
In the entire yard, perhaps only Er Dan remained calm.
Previously, Yun Ran also shared some Merit Golden Light with it.
Yet, compared to Merit Golden Light, it preferred devouring these Yin Sha Qi laden with consciousness.
Unaffected, Er Dan continued absorbing the Yin Sha Qi extracted from the Divine Cauldron Spirit’s body.
Originally expanded slightly, the egg now grew larger, almost as big as a basketball.
The Divine Cauldron Spirit watched Er Dan, unfazed, curiously.
[That’s Merit Golden Light, aren’t you tempted? If you devour that, you might crack your shell!]
Er Dan didn’t know how the Divine Cauldron recognized its identity.
But toward this Divine Cauldron, Er Dan holds little cordiality.
