Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 685: Days of Cold, Hunger, and Exhaustion
Zhang Weilin let out a "wow" and spat out a mouthful of blood. With the support of evil energy, she didn’t even feel how much pain her body was in.
However, being knocked flying by Yun Ran’s stick was something completely unacceptable to Zhang Weilin.
She looked at her hands, then at Yun Ran, and finally, a chapped expression appeared on her face.
"How could this happen?"
If Yun Ran could subdue her so easily, then her previous efforts to nurture little ghosts and pursue the ultimate power were all a joke.
Zhang Weilin got up, and the wooden stick in Yun Ran’s hand twirled again.
It was clearly telling Zhang Weilin, "If you have the guts, come over, and see if I won’t cripple you!"
Under normal circumstances, someone possessed by evil energy like this would retain only limited consciousness. Their actions and behavior were mostly driven by malicious thoughts.
However, as Yun Ran was poised and waiting, Zhang Weilin actually suppressed the evil thoughts in her heart and stopped in her tracks,
This indicated that in the face of absolute power, even someone on the verge of losing their mind could become rational.
Yun Ran chuckled lightly, clearly very pleased with Zhang Weilin’s sensible behavior.
If Zhang Weilin, blinded by her evil energy-induced power, sought death, Yun Ran would have to break her bones.
Yun Ran’s laughter was, for Zhang Weilin at this moment, a silent mockery.
Of course, she wanted to charge ahead recklessly, ideally tearing Yun Ran apart.
She even thought of her escape plan, imagining that when she was rescued, people would find Yun Ran dead by her hands.
She could completely claim that she was harmed by an evil cultivator and acted unconsciously.
Just like those people nowadays who, though they indulge in their evil deeds, insist they lost their morals due to drunkenness.
If they truly lost their sanity, why don’t we ever see them go directly to the police, their superiors, or important dignitaries in a drunken rage?
Any post-event explanations are merely pretexts for cleaning up the aftermath.
Yun Ran raised her wooden stick, and Zhang Weilin inexplicably felt some pain in her leg, taking a step back.
This made Yun Ran feel extremely uninterested.
Nevertheless, she didn’t lower her wooden stick, even though she couldn’t decipher the origins of the curse on Zhang Weilin.
Her intuition told her it was nothing good.
Even though she had Qingfeng Temple’s prohibition on her, truly evil things couldn’t invade her body and divine soul,
But she still felt a strange sense of eeriness and thought it best not to get too close.
The intuition of Xuan Sect people can generally be used as a basis for judgment, and the higher one’s cultivation, the more accurate their intuition.
Yun Ran thought for a moment, stepped forward a few steps, and without doing anything, scared Zhang Weilin into retreating several steps.
But because of her hasty retreat, she ended up falling backward, landing on her rear.
Even though she couldn’t leverage Xuan Sect’s powers now, she still exuded such an intimidating aura.
Yun Ran snorted with laughter, then raised her hand to use the crystal fragment tied to the end of her wooden stick to move across the ground.
Just like cutting through tofu, she easily carved out a 38th parallel on the ground.
"Don’t cross this line, or I’ll make sure you don’t have a moment of peace left."
Zhang Weilin wouldn’t last much longer. Although Yun Ran disliked her and they had grudges, Zhang Weilin was in such a miserable state that Yun Ran saw no need to go out of her way to harm her.
Allowing Zhang Weilin to perish on her own in these last moments was already Yun Ran’s last shred of mercy.
When Yun Ran carved the line, no jarring noises were made when the crystal fragment met the ground.
Zhang Weilin’s gaze landed on the crystal fragment tied to Yun Ran’s stick. It was shiny, appearing quite sharp.
Unexpectedly, it was indeed that sharp.
This caused Zhang Weilin’s mind, overwhelmed by evil thoughts, to regain some clarity.
She also seemed to remember that it was a small piece of the same fragment that cut through the ropes binding her before, leading to her escape.
It’s clearly impossible for her to just let Yun Ran go; she was merely apprehensive about Yun Ran and refraining from attacking for now.
After some contemplation, Zhang Weilin glanced upwards and easily spotted the source of illumination.
The small fragments in Yun Ran’s hand and those scattered on the ground clearly came from that illuminating object.
Zhang Weilin’s eyes, their whites completely dyed the pure black of evil energy, shifted slightly, though it was hard to tell they moved.
Once Yun Ran was tired and drifted off, Zhang Weilin would leap to snatch a larger piece of the crystal fragment...
Yun Ran had no idea what Zhang Weilin was thinking and wasn’t interested in knowing.
The force she used to repel Zhang Weilin just now looked effortless, but it required spending energy.
Having gone hungry for a night, Yun Ran felt even hungrier now.
As soon as she thought this, her stomach chimed in, growling incessantly.
Yun Ran: ...
After waiting all night, Xuan Chu still hadn’t found her. Yun Ran no longer expected anyone to find her from the outside.
The conditions in this place were truly harsh—with nothing to eat and nowhere to sleep.
Though she wasn’t afraid of hardship, enduring too much is unnecessary, and it was crucial to leave this ghostly place soon.
Yun Ran wielded the wooden stick with the crystal fragment tied to it, poking it here and there.
Without knowing it, she poked something she shouldn’t have, and instantly Yun Ran felt the temperature drop.
In no time, her hands and feet started to feel cool.
Compared to before, the temperature had dropped by at least ten to twenty degrees.
Yun Ran rubbed her arms, resting her unsocked foot on the instep of her other foot.
It looked somewhat like she was trying to stand gracefully on one leg.
Her originally brightly colored homewear now appeared somewhat dull.
"What kind of crummy place is this, with such dense yin energy it’s practically like a natural freezer!"
For a moment, Yun Ran wondered if Rong Gu was doing this on purpose; if she couldn’t kill her, she intended to freeze her to death!
While Yun Ran felt uncomfortable, on the other side of the 38th parallel, Zhang Weilin seemed to absorb the evil energy frantically, as if she had received a great boon.
The wounds on her body began to undergo unusual changes.
The delicately-maintained white and smooth skin she had spent so much on was now being slowly covered by layers of what looked like scales.
It’s a pity there was no mirror here; otherwise, Yun Ran would have wanted Zhang Weilin to see her ghostly and unrecognizable form.
Seeing her opponent grow visibly stronger.
Yun Ran didn’t panic; instead, she found the Jade where Mo Zhi resided at her hem.
"Hurry up and get to work; absorb all this yin energy for me; I’m freezing to death!"
Being cold, hungry, and sleepy—whoever wants to endure this can!
