Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 874 - 872: Losing Control of My Body

Countless thin brown lines started crawling along the wounds on Yun Ran’s hand, and soon her entire palm looked as if it were wearing a brown glove.

"It hurts so much!"

Both Junior Master and the Dragon Spirit were startled by this unexpected change.

Someone who wouldn’t even cry out when suffering from internal organ pain and vomiting blood due to backlash, now screamed in agony over such a small wound?

The Dragon Spirit still remembered when he first met Yun Ran.

Yun Ran almost killed him, and he almost killed Yun Ran; yet, Yun Ran held on firmly even then.

But now, witnessing everything before his eyes made the Dragon Spirit suspect if Yun Ran was deliberately playing tricks!

It’s like someone who can still joke around even after being stabbed several times, suddenly screams as if in hell when pricked by a needle.

Seeing the brown lines still crawling upward, Junior Master quickly drew a talisman and placed it on Yun Ran’s arm.

However, it merely slowed the progress of the lines, without making them disappear.

Junior Master’s brow immediately furrowed.

His Purple Imperial Talisman, said to be able to make the dead come to life and heal flesh and bones, couldn’t even suppress these small lines?

The intense pain brought Yun Ran back to her senses from earlier disorientation.

The screaming stopped abruptly, and even as sweat the size of beans appeared on her forehead, Yun Ran managed to endure it.

Still, Yun Ran’s whole face turned pale, and her lips were bitten to bleeding from enduring the excruciating pain.

The Dragon Spirit, too, disregarded absorbing the residual dragon now. He had expended too much energy earlier and wanted to replenish a bit.

Now, the Dragon Horn on his forehead was suppressed, only some scales on his arm remained.

But compared to Yun Ran, those were really insignificant.

"How are you?"

The Dragon Spirit hurriedly helped Yun Ran up, and getting closer, he finally saw the injury on Yun Ran’s finger clearly.

There was no sign of swelling, and the wound was even healed...

Yet Yun Ran’s whole hand seemed dyed, looking extraordinarily bizarre.

Before long, Yun Ran’s hair was all wet, sticking to her forehead, looking particularly disheveled.

The Dragon Spirit, looking at Yun Ran in this state, no longer had any of his previous feelings of envy or jealousy and even wished he was the one injured.

After all, his body itself was robust, and coupled with the powerful Dragon Soul of the Dragon Spirit, it could strengthen his physical body.

Such an injury was nothing to him.

Junior Master had already squatted down, examining the magic artifact broken in two pieces.

The blood bead dripping onto the notch wasn’t absorbed but instead wobbled back and forth like dew on a lotus leaf.

This was very peculiar.

Finally, when the Heavenly Eye opened, Junior Master could see clearly that there were obviously some tiny, invisible creatures at the notch playing with that droplet of blood.

"Little Ran, why did you suddenly reach out to touch this notch just now?"

Yun Ran had special prohibitions on her, which under normal circumstances, would make her almost immune to confusion.

Junior Master looked at the current expression of endurance on Yun Ran’s face, completely different from earlier when she screamed aloud.

It seemed that the previous Yun Ran couldn’t control her own actions.

Yun Ran felt almost utterly exhausted, every ounce of strength in her body waning.

Upon hearing Junior Master’s words, she opened her mouth, trying to speak, but her body felt devoid of strength.

The Dragon Spirit, seeing this, immediately slit his wrist and put his dragon blood to her lips.

"Hurry, drink some!"

Though the Dragon Spirit usually wasn’t on good terms with Yun Ran, now he genuinely feared that if Yun Ran suddenly died, he’d go insane.

After all, he’s attached himself to Junior Master’s connections and it’s a step toward a better future for him. If she were gone, what would he do!

Yun Ran truly had no strength left, so she naturally didn’t act polite with the Dragon Spirit, endeavoring to swallow the blood brought to her lips.

The stark contrast between her pale face and the bright red of her lips made the scene rather eerie.

After a long while, Yun Ran finally recovered.

The brown lines that even Junior Master’s talisman couldn’t suppress began retreating as if meeting a nemesis.

However, since the wound on Yun Ran’s finger had healed, those brown lines compressed at her finger.

It looked as though Yun Ran’s fingers had completely necrotized.

A flash of light streaked through.

Similar scratches appeared on all five of Yun Ran’s fingers.

The brown lines, trapped with no exit, started pouring out from the wounds.

An expression of immense pain once again appeared on Yun Ran’s face.

Luckily, Yun Ran’s fingers eventually returned to their original form.

But in the earthy brown bloodstains on the ground, there seemed to be countless things writhing inside.

The Dragon Spirit finally couldn’t hold back and wretched several times.

Yun Ran: ...

So this is what it feels like to be despised by someone, but considering the fearsome power of the Dragon Spirit’s blood, she tolerated it!

However, the Dragon Spirit showed no signs of stopping gracefully.

His brows furrowed deeply, and the disgust in his eyes was blatant—this was too disgusting.

"What are these things? They look somewhat like gu worms, but with Yun Ran’s robust bloodline, shouldn’t gu worms die just approaching her!"

They had encountered gu worms before.

Back in the Gu God Hall, the place with the most formidable and complete collection of gu worms, and Yun Ran had been unharmed.

The Dragon Spirit still felt this thing was extremely eerie.

Yun Ran, having fully recovered, sat upright, casually wiping the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth.

Only then did she turn her gaze to Junior Master, who was intently staring at the broken magic artifact.

"Junior Master, just now, I seemed to have lost control over this body, as if I wasn’t myself, being pushed out..."

As Yun Ran spoke, her face suddenly froze, and her eyes trembled slightly.

Junior Master looked over too. The two exchanged glances and saw a hint of suspicion in each other’s eyes.

She, Junior Master’s former wooden puppet, the Dragon Spirit, none of the three were original bodies.

The wooden puppet shattered, and now Junior Master is in a Spirit Puppet state, the Dragon Spirit took over a body, and although she’s not exact as taking over, it’s similar.

The feeling just now was obviously something forcibly stripping her Divine Soul.

It’s just that she had long since merged with this body, bearing the orthodoxy of the path, thus she could remain conscious to endure the pain of soul separation.

The Dragon Spirit didn’t quite understand what Yun Ran meant and was about to ask clearly.

But then he saw Yun Ran and Junior Master both looking at him simultaneously, making his heart skip a beat.