Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 873 - 871: Start by Looking for Problems in Others!
Although the White Tiger didn’t speak again, the Little Paperman felt that it understood what the White Tiger was trying to convey.
It genuinely found the Little Paperman annoying, so that’s why it reverted to its original form—to drive it away.
However, self-reflection was something impossible for the Little Paperman.
The boss had said, when encountering problems, first find the issues in others!
"You’re really petty~"
The White Tiger directly rolled its eyes and let out a ’psst’ sound.
Just as it planned to bury its head out of sight.
Xie Xuzhi spoke up: "Has there been some change in the Demon-locking Tower?"
Once this question was raised, the Little Paperman, who had been competing with the White Tiger earlier, quickly flew to Xie Xuzhi’s side.
"Director Xie, what do you mean? Could it be, the master and the boss have encountered trouble?"
Before Xie Xuzhi could respond, the Little Paperman was already holding its head, looking as if it was about to explode.
Clearly, they were heart-to-heart with the master, so if something happened to the master, why couldn’t they sense it?
Xie Xuzhi reached out to soothe them: "Don’t worry, your master is very powerful, besides, there’s Huaiyi True Master."
The Little Paperman suddenly remembered earlier when they were tied up by Huaiyi True Master; they had no ability to resist.
The previously explosive urge was immediately suppressed.
Indeed, no matter how big the problem, there’s still Huaiyi True Master.
He’s someone who can tear open space-time rifts and come from another world.
The Little Paperman immediately calmed down, then stared fixedly at the White Tiger not far away.
Clearly, if it knew something but didn’t speak up, it was ready to turn hostile.
"Do you know something? Speak up, or else I’ll make you regret it!"
When the Little Paperman threatened the White Tiger, a sparking electric light burst from its hand, which could strip the White Tiger’s fur if landed.
Faced with such a threat, the White Tiger was quite speechless.
If it knew everything, it wouldn’t have been locked up for so long.
Thinking of the way the collar was easily removed.
However, remembering that brutal woman from earlier, and the totem now above its head, the White Tiger could only lift its buried face.
With a somewhat displeased tone: "I don’t know, it just feels like the pressure on me has weakened a lot."
They couldn’t get more information from the White Tiger, Xie Xuzhi nodded and then turned to leave.
He thought that perhaps elsewhere in this underground palace, could verify his assumption.
Maybe this is where those Black Robed People live, and simultaneously the control center of the whole Demon-locking Tower.
The Little Paperman didn’t understand why Xie Xuzhi didn’t continue questioning, quickly following him.
"Director Xie..."
The Little Paperman wanted to ask Xie Xuzhi what to do now.
In the end, Xie Xuzhi stopped his steps, looked at several Little Papermen.
"You guys go inspect this underground palace again, see if there are any special secret passages or the like."
Earlier, he hadn’t thought much about it, now it’s not too late.
Upon hearing this, the Little Paperman immediately understood the meaning, promptly responding.
Meanwhile.
Inside the Demon-locking Tower, Yun Ran was sitting cross-legged, one hand resting on her knee.
Watching Junior Master endlessly strike the ice coffin with her sword.
Then watching the ice coffin develop cracks, which promptly repaired.
In a distant corner, the Dragon Spirit sat inside a circle drawn by Junior Master, beginning to seriously absorb the remnant dragon from Yun Ran.
As time passed, Yun Ran grew tired of sitting, went forward, and helped Junior Master strike the ice coffin a few times, or took out Er Dan and smashed it a couple more.
In essence, everyone seemed busy, yet in the end, it was all in vain.
"Junior Master, your method doesn’t seem to work, this thing, why can’t its energy be depleted, won’t we remain trapped here?"
Initially, Yun Ran worried that this great Qi Fortune was too overwhelming for her to handle.
But now, she’s concerned if she’ll live long enough to exhaust it.
The ice coffin’s energy is insanely strong, Junior Master had been striking it for so long without causing any damage.
No wonder those Black Robed People spent hundreds of years without exhausting this energy.
Upon hearing Yun Ran’s words, Junior Master put away the peach wood sword in her hand.
Turned to look at Yun Ran’s unproper sitting, reached out and flicked Yun Ran’s head.
This is a Divine Artifact from the Outer Domain, a type we’ve never encountered before, you thought it’d be easy to reap the benefits?"
Not to mention them, even if Qingfeng Temple’s ancestor came, it’s doubtful he’d easily subdue this Divine Artifact.
Not to mention its Artifact Spirit is a separate entity.
The fact that the magic artifact spawned an Artifact Spirit is rare, gaining spiritual wisdom, is one in ten thousand,
Now, the spiritual wisdom spawned by this Demon-locking Tower is clearly a person...
Yun Ran, clutching her head exaggeratedly, after being flicked on the forehead, said: "Junior Master, knocking on the head like that might make me dumb!"
Junior Master rolled her eyes at Yun Ran’s antics: "Stop fooling around, come help!"
Yun Ran exclaimed, then got up, wielding the Magic Artifacts brought by the Dragon Spirit.
Then swung her arms, hitting the ice coffin hard.
Although the damage was limited, Yun Ran’s attack power obviously showed significant improvement.
This was a feeling never experienced when fighting those weaker than herself.
Yun Ran looked at her hands, suddenly realizing why Junior Master urged her to attack the ice coffin with full force.
It’s as if the ice coffin had become an ideal sparring partner.
With a sound of "crack"...
The exceptionally hard magic artifact, when it collided with the ice coffin again, due to Yun Ran’s excessive force, it fractured in the middle.
The Dragon Spirit, who was absorbing the Remnant Dragon’s Core, stared wide-eyed.
The artifact extracted from the stone pillar, nobody understands it better than him.
But now, it’s split into two pieces so easily?
What kind of monster strength does Yun Ran possess!
The fractured area was somewhat sharp, as Yun Ran watched, her gaze fluttered slightly.
Then, almost unconsciously, she reached out to touch it.
By the time Junior Master realized the abnormality, it was too late.
Yun Ran’s finger had already been cut, blood drip into the fissure of the fracture.
Originally, this wasn’t a big deal, for Xuanmen people, cutting our own hands for blood is routine.
Yet Yun Ran let out a cry of agony.
