Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 606 - 605: Ragtag Bunch!!!

Xuan Chu looked at the flamboyant and overconfident Uncle Yan before him and suddenly understood how Yun Ran developed such a fearless character.

Only in a fertile and abundant environment can a brilliant and dazzling ’fruit’ grow, benefiting all beings.

"Rest assured, Uncle Yan, I will deliver the list to you as soon as possible."

Little Uncle was finally satisfied with this and prepared to return to ’discipline’ Yun Ran properly.

Previously, there were outsiders present, so he spared Yun Ran some face.

Back in the RV, the Dragon Spirit, feeling superior because of ’I have it, and she doesn’t’, began cultivating with a snort and quickly entered a state of meditation.

Yun Ran grinned, looking harmless and innocent.

"Still laughing!"

Yun Ran could still tell whether Little Uncle was genuinely angry or just pretending.

Knowing that Little Uncle cared more about her at the moment, Yun Ran immediately put on a cheeky smile and said, "I’m happy to see Little Uncle, so naturally, I smile~"

No wonder they say Little Uncle cares the most about Yun Ran—she’s not afraid of him and even if punished, she still cozies up to him.

If he doesn’t care for Yun Ran, who would he care for? People are biased.

Now, it’s just about helping Yun Ran clean up a mess; it’s not that big of a deal!

However, she still needed to be educated. Little Uncle deliberately put on a stern face, but unfortunately, his wooden face hindered his expression.

"This is not our Qingfeng Temple’s headquarters, and your master is not here. With only a tenth of my cultivation left, you should be a bit more restrained!"

Yun Ran did know her limits; she now truly realized her mistake.

She shouldn’t have been so hasty. She should have prepared more, at least burned incense to pray to the ancestor for some treasures before taking action.

Oh, she underestimated the Heavenly Dao of this little world; next time, she definitely won’t make the same mistake.

Although Little Uncle didn’t know what Yun Ran was thinking, having watched her grow, he naturally understood her.

He immediately said, "There won’t be a next time, otherwise you’ll spend half a year in the confinement room!"

Upon hearing ’confinement room’, Yun Ran didn’t even dare to argue; that’s not a nice place.

"Little Uncle, I really know I was wrong."

"Hmph!"

After a cold snort, Little Uncle started rummaging through Yun Ran’s bag. Now that Yun Ran couldn’t use Xuan Sect’s methods, she couldn’t open the bag either.

Soon, Little Uncle found many defensive magic artifacts inside.

"Put on all these bracelets, earrings, necklaces, anklets, and belts!"

In the past, Yun Ran had profound cultivation and naturally used many of these magic artifacts for defense.

But now, at least until she finds a tool person to shield her, these defensive magic artifacts must never leave her side.

"What’s this?"

While rummaging, Little Uncle accidentally found the Jade Token where Mo Zhi resided.

As Little Uncle’s words fell, Mo Zhi emerged from the Jade Token, and the temperature in the RV suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

Turning a comfortable temperature into a wintery chill instantly.

Little Uncle scrutinized Mo Zhi and sensed something familiar on her: "Asura Clan?"

And she also carried the merits of countless virtues as an Asura ghost.

These traits, separately, each boasted certain advantages.

But combined, even Little Uncle didn’t know what to make of it.

How was this different from a mishmash?

Mo Zhi was dumbfounded: What Asura Clan? Wasn’t she a Ghost General? Was there even a Ghost Rank called Asura Clan?

Little Uncle looked at Yun Ran: "Did you raise this?"

Yun Ran pulled her blanket tighter around herself. She hadn’t felt cold before when Mo Zhi appeared, but now, the instant winter sensation was uncomfortable.

Especially since Little Uncle’s tone clearly didn’t approve.

Yun Ran’s eyes wandered, her voice trembling slightly with cold: "Uh... it shouldn’t count."

There wasn’t any special bond between her and Mo Zhi.

It was just that this guy clung to her, seeking opportunities by her side, and she occasionally had Mo Zhi help out with small tasks.

Seeing Yun Ran cold, Little Uncle coldly addressed Mo Zhi: "If you’re truly from the Asura Clan and can’t even control your ghost energy, you’d better hurry to reincarnation!"

This voice carried no pressure, but when it reached Mo Zhi’s ears, it was like thunder in her eardrums.

She was so startled that she immediately toned down her presence, and if she could, she’d want to retreat into the Jade Token.

Unfortunately, the Jade Token was in Little Uncle’s hand, so Mo Zhi didn’t dare to step up.

"It’s... all my fault..."

No wonder they say you pick up the habits of those around you; Mo Zhi’s confession mirrored Yun Ran’s exactly.

The more Little Uncle looked, the more he felt frustrated.

Uncontrollably, he gave Yun Ran a flick on the forehead: "Look at what you’ve raised. They’re all either hidden dragons or young phoenixes; you’re supposed to be the Young Master of Qingfeng Temple, and yet you’re doing such slipshod work!"

Yun Ran instantly gave a bit of a resentful look in Mo Zhi’s direction. She couldn’t see Mo Zhi now, nor hear her words.

But it must have been Mo Zhi’s poor performance dragging her into this!

She could only divert Little Uncle’s attention: "Little Uncle, is there anything to say about the Asura Clan?"

As expected, Little Uncle was instantly sidetracked: "The ancient pure Asura Clan has long been extinct. The current Asura Clan only has a few blood ties to the ancient Asura Clan.

It’s rumored that people of their clan are exceptionally proficient at practicing ghost cultivator’s magic.

Many Evil Cultivators capture Asura Clan individuals and refine them into ghost cultivators. Once successful, they can devour their cultivation..."

Listening to Little Uncle’s lecture, Mo Zhi shivered in fear.

Then she saw the Dragon Spirit, which had intimidated her before.

Now locked pitifully in a small sphere, and even that apparition looked like it was about to dissipate.

Suddenly, Mo Zhi’s fear of Little Uncle surpassed Yun Ran’s and the Dragon Spirit’s, taking the top spot.

Perhaps she was so frightened that, although she didn’t know how to hide her ghost energy before, it was like her meridians were suddenly unblocked.

The ghost energy that lingered like an eerie breeze in the RV vanished cleanly in an instant.

Yun Ran: ...

Mo Zhi: ...

"Um... I... I didn’t even know I had this capability..."

Little Uncle sighed, knowing well that the ones around Yun Ran were like crouching dragons and hidden phoenixes.

But now, as a Spirit Puppet, he could only lower his expectations reluctantly.

To make the best use of these thunderous geniuses, he at least had to ensure this troublesome girl could stay lively.

"For now, you’ll be responsible for protecting Yun Ran!"

Mo Zhi initially thought she might be driven away, but hearing this, she immediately felt incredibly excited.