Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 871 - 869: This Belongs to My Family Head!
The White Tiger, which had wanted to break free from its shackles for a long time, unexpectedly felt a strange sense of confusion upon truly breaking free at this moment.
The unusually quiet scene before them seemed irrational at first glance, yet entirely aligned with the sentiments of everyone present.
Subsequently, the White Tiger mumbled to itself, "So, it’s this easy to gain freedom?"
Behind it, the White Wolves, who had just recovered and mingled with the Little Paperman, also stared at the collar on the ground with shock in their eyes.
All the torment they suffered over the years was caused by this collar.
As they continued to observe, one of the White Wolves suddenly stepped forward.
Raising its paw, it slammed down on the collar.
The speed was so fast that even the Little Paperman couldn’t prevent it in time.
This collar, despite its previous mischief, was definitely a valuable item, capable of restraining the Medicine King.
If it were placed on someone else, would it have the same effect?
The Little Paperman knew well that its master loved collecting these odd yet powerful Magic Artifacts.
If it hadn’t been obtained before, that was that.
Now, seeing it capable of being collected, it being destroyed right under their nose, what kind of situation is that?
"Clang~"
A metallic clash rang out instantly.
The collar remained intact.
The White Wolf, seeing this, huffed in frustration; its current strength was less than one-tenth of its peak.
If it were in the past, its paw strike absolutely wouldn’t be a joke like this!
Just as the White Wolf was about to deliver a second strike, the Little Paperman finally intervened in time.
"Stop hitting it, this is my master’s thing!"
The Little Paperman stood in front of the White Wolf, presenting a "I’m not to be messed with" demeanor.
Previously they played together as there was no conflict of interest.
But now, since it’s clear the collar belongs to its master, if the White Wolf dared to act, it would truly fall out with it!
The White Wolf was puffed up with anger, but upon hearing the Little Paperman, it immediately halted, then turned, giving its back to the Little Paperman.
Clearly expressing that although it had conceded and listened to the Little Paperman, it was truly unhappy.
But obviously, the Little Paperman was too focused to care about the White Wolf’s tantrum.
It hurriedly moved forward, picked up the collar, and even patted it several times with its hands, fearing that the dust stuck to it hadn’t been cleaned off.
This was in sharp contrast to its previous hostility towards the collar, wishing to destroy it.
Xie Xuzhi observed this scene and shook his head helplessly.
However, his eyes still carried a trace of indulgence.
As if, no matter what the Little Paperman wanted to do, he considered it normal.
The little squabble just now only lasted a minute or two.
The White Tiger finally snapped out of its shock at how easily it gained freedom.
Its gaze once again fell on the collar, which the Little Paperman held tightly like a treasure, feeling very complex.
A mix of relief and a faint sense of reluctant attachment.
Even though it hated this collar, it had worn it for several hundred years and felt like it was its own.
But now, it seemed to lack the confidence to dispute with Yun Ran’s Magic Artifact, as the shackles planted by Yun Ran on its body hadn’t been removed.
"You..."
The Little Paperman was about to scold the White Tiger, asking what it was looking at. Since it was in its possession, it naturally belonged to its master, and no one should even think about it.
However, before it could say another word, the scene before it shocked it into silence.
Streams of various energy sources were crazily merging into the White Tiger’s body.
The previously listless White Tiger, which didn’t even resemble a Demon King, started to strengthen visibly.
Even its size began to grow.
What before seemed to far surpass the size of a bull now appeared as large as a van.
Even the previously annoyed White Wolf’s body was rapidly expanding and strengthening.
Several Little Papermen reacted quickly, immediately flying to Xie Xuzhi’s side, surrounding him and protecting him securely.
"Director Xie, be careful, these guys seem to have regained their power!"
Previously, with the collar and shackles suppressing the White Tiger, everyone could barely coexist peacefully.
But now, the White Tiger was evidently many times stronger, alerting the Little Paperman.
The long-lost power returned to its body, and the White Tiger, disregarding everything else, closed its eyes and began to feel this power coursing through its body.
Sounds of footsteps echoed, drawing closer.
Without turning back, it was clear that the people from the Special Administration Bureau had noticed the energy fluctuations here.
Quickly, the Special Administration Bureau arrived, seeing the scene before them; each prided themselves on being knowledgeable.
Yet, they were still so shocked they couldn’t speak, their eyes wide, mouths agape.
"This, this..."
The leader stammered, unable to speak smoothly.
Previously, they were happily sorting through their "spoils."
Suddenly, the Demon Cores and some special Demon Bones they carried were forcibly drawn away by a power.
They followed that power, arriving here.
Then, they saw the scene before them; those "treasures" they painstakingly gathered and saved...
were absorbed by the White Tiger right in front of them!
"My Demon Core..."
"My Demon Bone..."
...
Those who were coming to, especially those who lost their treasures, all wore pained expressions on their faces.
What hurts more than gaining and then losing?
Under normal circumstances, if something that had already entered their pockets was forcibly taken out and absorbed right before their eyes...
It would definitely cause them to go berserk, charging forward without a second thought to take action!
But now... they thought many things could be amicably negotiated.
The treasures the Special Administration Bureau carried were all absorbed.
Yet, those various energy sources continued to pour into the White Tiger’s body endlessly.
The White Tiger’s body kept expanding.
The people from the Special Administration Bureau finally couldn’t bear it anymore; if the Demon King continued to swell like this, they would truly develop "giant object phobia." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
"Director Xie..."
Xie Xuzhi’s emotions were much more complicated at this moment.
But what concerned him more was whether this situation indicated that the suppression of the White Tiger inside the Demon-locking Tower had disappeared.
And what about Yun Ran and the others?
