Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 244 - 243: Eighty-One Lashes (Part 2)

Although some families willingly abandoned their carefully nurtured daughters, that was not within Yun Ran’s consideration.

She only knew that the person in front of her had harmed many innocent and pitiable girls.

Now, she was the emissary of justice.

As Yun Ran recited these names, Yang Family Master’s pupils suddenly constricted—not out of guilt, but because his wrongdoings had been exposed in a panic.

This ignited another surge of fury in Yun Ran, and she fiercely swung her whip again.

This time, the whip was so severe that it tore off a small piece of Yang Family Master’s eyelid.

It was only because Yun Ran controlled her force; otherwise, Yang Family Master’s eyes would have been whipped blind.

Yang Family Master was already bloody, and the once orderly subterranean chamber now began to reek of blood.

Yun Ran disliked this smell.

She kicked Yang Family Master with her leg and asked: "This dungeon should have a ventilation system, right? Tell me where it is?"

At this moment, Yang Family Master, having been badly beaten by Yun Ran, developed a deep fear of her.

Just seeing Yun Ran wielding the whip and hearing her sinister voice,

instinctively evoked a conditioned reflex of fear in Yang Family Master, making him shudder uncontrollably.

It seemed as if whatever Yun Ran said was an unquestionable command to him.

Yang Family Master quickly glanced at a wall lamp on the wall; the lamp was unlit and appeared to be broken.

Yun Ran was now locked in chains, too far to reach the wall lamp.

She could only use her whip, hitting it just right, not smashing the lamp.

The ventilation system then started operating, and within moments, the blood scent which made Yun Ran feel uncomfortable completely vanished.

Indeed, everything in Yang Mansion used the best materials, even the dungeon equipment was no exception.

Yun Ran was immediately satisfied.

Although she had only whipped Yang Family Master over twenty times, accurately controlling the force was still very exhausting.

Yun Ran felt she truly deserved some compensation for her hardship and immediately sat down to rest, waiting for lunch.

Meanwhile, Yang Family Master’s subordinates had matters to report to him.

But after searching for a long time, they couldn’t find him.

"Where has the Family Head gone?"

Yang Family Master’s personal assistant smirked and smiled at him.

The subordinate understood then; the Family Head had found some fun again.

Usually, at this time, Yang Family Master would disappear for several days. And when he was having fun, it was best not to disturb him.

Otherwise, that person would definitely not end well; the subordinate quickly nodded and turned to leave swiftly.

If Yang Family Master didn’t have such past habits, now that he had disappeared for a night,

if someone could find him in time, perhaps his end wouldn’t be so miserable.

But who let these be the causes he previously created? Now he had to bear these consequences himself.

Before noon, Yun Ran was already thinking about what lunch might be available.

Perhaps out of boredom, Yun Ran actually started making bets with Ginsengfruit.

"I bet 10 whips, lunch will definitely be four dishes and one soup!"

Ginsengfruit immediately retorted: [I bet five dishes and one soup. If I win, the Host has to whip him 5 more times!]

One person alone didn’t give any consideration to Master Yang as the concerned party.

The time was nearing noon.

The bodyguard appeared on time and saw that all the food served, five dishes and one soup, happened to be his favorite.

Yun Ran readily conceded defeat: "Ginsengfruit, you win. I’ll whip him 15 times later!"

Ginsengfruit: ...

Host, if you want to raise the stakes, just say so. Betting against an obviously cheatable system like me, weren’t you bound to lose?

The bodyguard saw that Master Yang now had many more injuries on his body than when he left him in the morning.

A trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, thinking he had worried unnecessarily before about Yun Ran being too young to be ruthless.

Seeing such a scene now, the bodyguard suddenly felt a sense of relief.

After eating and drinking to her heart’s content, Yun Ran remembered to remind the bodyguard that someone was keeping an eye on her at Yang Mansion.

"You better get a temporary staff identity inside Yang Mansion."

The bodyguard immediately understood what Yun Ran meant.

"Alright, I’ll go get a temporary worker’s identity at Yang Mansion right away."

This way, even if someone targets the bodyguard, as long as he has a legitimate identity publicly, no one can deliberately cause trouble and implicate anyone.

Now that she had eaten and drunk her fill, it was time to ’entertain’ herself.

Yun Ran felt her job now was to eat, sleep, and beat Master Yang.

"It’s tea time now~"

Master Yang had not anticipated that Yun Ran’s whipping would be so fierce.

Every lash was severe enough to torture him within an inch of his life, yet not kill him directly.

Master Yang truly regretted his earlier decisions; he had chosen the whip, and even this fate—he had designed it himself for Yun Ran,

Unfortunately, he never dreamt he would end up in Yun Ran’s hands, with a complete role reversal.

By evening, his body was nearly devoid of any untouched skin.

The shirt on his body had fused with his flesh and blood, making it incredibly painful to try to remove.

Ginsengfruit counted every lash throughout, and by now, he had been whipped exactly eighty-one times.

Master Yang looked almost like a blood-soaked gourd.

Ginsengfruit, somewhat curious, asked, "Host, why did you whip him eighty-one times?"

Yun Ran smiled: "Of course, because it’s an auspicious number."

What she didn’t say was that she couldn’t use the power of Xuan Sect now. The spectral shadows trapped here on this whip were difficult to free.

But nine is the ultimate number, and eighty-one lashes on Master Yang represented revenge for these spectral shadows.

As the eighty-first lash fell, Yun Ran clearly saw the spectral shadows on the whip gradually disperse, turning into specks scattered between heaven and earth.

Yun Ran sighed slightly; it wasn’t that she was unwilling to send these spectral shadows into reincarnation, but these were inherently fragmented. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Maybe they didn’t even know what beings they were.

Such spectral shadows couldn’t enter reincarnation, dissolving into the cosmos was better than them enduring endless torment without release.

Ginsengfruit glanced again at Master Yang, who was now breathing less and less.

He then said, "Host, what should we do next? Even though he’s so severely injured, as long as he has one last breath,

given current medical technology, he can definitely be saved. Aren’t we letting him off too easily?"

"How could that be possible!"

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