Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 691: Moved

Xuan Chu was driving the car, sending Yun Ran back to the villa. The little paperman parted ways with them halfway.

Anyway, the little paperman knew the way and quickly sent Zhang Weilin to the door of that small building at the Xuan Sect Association.

Then it quietly hid in a corner, staring intently at these people; it wanted to monitor them closely!

As soon as Xuan Chu and the others arrived at the villa, they saw Gu Yuan waiting in the living room.

"Where did you guys go? I’ve been waiting for so long~"

Gu Yuan had absolutely no idea about Yun Ran’s disappearance. His attitude at this moment was rather relaxed and casual, with an apple freshly airlifted in his hand.

Xuan Chu glanced at Yun Ran, clearly conveying: [They don’t know about your disappearance.]

She was well aware of the situation where she had been replaced by Rong Gu, and it was best not to let it spread. Otherwise, a minor incident might turn into something much bigger.

Luckily, she was back now; otherwise, who knows how many more lies she’d have to spin to cover up this one.

"Just went out for a stroll."

Gu Yuan didn’t mind much. Yun Ran could go wherever she wanted; even though they were close, he wouldn’t meddle in such matters.

But just as Yun Ran was about to go upstairs, Gu Yuan suddenly noticed she was wearing casual clothes, and the defense on the clothes had been breached.

He immediately reacted with surprise: "How did the defense on your clothes get broken!"

Yun Ran: ...

Looks like another excuse is needed, sigh!~

"Oh, nothing much, just went out to do an experiment, to improve the defense on these clothes later."

Once Gu Yuan heard this reasoning, he had no objections and sat back down. Indeed, this was something Yun Ran would do.

Having put off Gu Yuan, both Yun Ran and Xuan Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

Although both could easily overpower Gu Yuan, neither Yun Ran nor Xuan Chu wanted to meddle with Gu Yuan’s ’enthusiastic’ nature.

"You sit here for a bit; I’m going upstairs to change clothes."

After Yun Ran left, Gu Yuan tossed away his apple and leaned closer to Xuan Chu, staring at him intently.

"Did you really go to do an experiment?"

Xuan Chu immediately replied in a firm and affirmative tone: "Of course, otherwise what else?"

Gu Yuan then withdrew his intense gaze.

"Okay, by the way, I’m here to let you know that the Heavenly Net is ready. Once those evil cultivators come in, we can catch them."

Now, the cooperation between the Special Administration Bureau, Heavenly Dao Village, and the Wanqi Family is more than halfway completed.

At the final moment, no one can afford to slip up; otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Though knowing Xuan Chu’s side won’t slip up, Gu Yuan still came personally to deliver the message, and later he’ll also notify Wanqi Yu.

"Alright, I got it."

Yun Ran quickly changed clothes and came downstairs; this time, she not only had Erdan in her hand but also the little paperman opened the black umbrella it had before.

Gu Yuan couldn’t understand Yun Ran’s appearance, but since she chose this style, there was naturally a meaning behind it.

"Are you staying for dinner later?"

Gu Yuan quickly shook his head: "No, I’m just here to handle some matters and casually check on you. There’s plenty of time to eat together later."

When handling serious tasks, Gu Yuan is quite dependable.

Even when standing before Yun Ran, who at times could overrule Xie Xuzhi’s adopted sister, he still maintained clarity.

Understanding Gu Yuan’s personality, Yun Ran didn’t urge him to stay.

"Alright, let’s talk when you’re free."

After Gu Yuan left, Xuan Chu went to take care of other matters too; don’t think that he just sits around all day giving orders.

In fact, he has plenty of things to busy himself with every day; not only reviewing all incoming emails but also overseeing various matters. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Only someone as energetic as Xuan Chu could handle such an intense level of ’working from home.’

The most relaxed person is Yun Ran.

Soon, the little paperman came bearing a token.

"Master, Mo Zhi has returned to her original form and went back into the Jade. She asked me to tell you she’s fine now, and you don’t need to worry."

The little paperman previously described to Yun Ran how Mo Zhi looked after being shaken by the ion cannon’s aftershock in the Ghost Realm, like a bloated sea holly.

Yun Ran felt somewhat moved, recalling how timid Mo Zhi used to be.

This time, as the aftershock hit, she used her body to block most of the damage...

It’s said there are two kinds of people who are most moving.

One bleeds without tears while crying; the other cries without bleeding but bleeds.

Mo Zhi belongs to the second kind, which deeply moved Yun Ran.

Therefore, she lent Mo Zhi the token given by the ghost world ancestor that could open the Ghost World to recuperate.

That token is a genuine Magic Treasure level Magic Artifact, perfectly suited for Mo Zhi, who couldn’t maintain her original soul body after the shock.

Barely any time has passed since they returned, and Mo Zhi has already recovered to her original form.

Thanks to Mo Zhi’s previous protective actions, she earned Yun Ran’s approval; otherwise, Yun Ran would never allow her to enter that token.

If Mo Zhi harbored any greed, especially when Yun Ran couldn’t use the Xuan Sect’s power temporarily, she could have taken possession of the token that opens the Ghost World.

Yun Ran nodded: "It’s good to know she’s alright."

Then, she took the token and seemingly casually put it in her pocket.

In reality, Yun Ran’s clothing pockets can only be opened by Yun Ran herself.

With previous matters settled, it’s time to address other issues.

"Go fetch the puppet that replaced me, and monitor He Tu. As soon as he wakes up, bring him over!"

Although He Tu was a victim, Yun Ran wasn’t in the mood to reason, naturally.

The little paperman quickly brought over the puppet previously stored by Xuan Chu using a trapped array.

As for He Tu, whose Divine Soul was gravely wounded, in usual circumstances, suffering such an injury would mean no chance of recovery, only permanent sleep until death.

Yet, luck mingled with misfortune for him, as the little uncle intervened at the most critical moment.

He extracted the mark planted in He Tu’s Divine Soul and even treated him.

After sleeping for ten hours, He Tu still awoke, although he appeared over ten years older.

Now looking nearly as frail as a centenarian, weak enough to barely withstand a child’s punch.