Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 992 - 988: What a Clever Little Rascal~!

The Little Paperman looked at these two people who earlier wore expressions of hatred, as if they were eager to tear it apart.

But now, they were looking at it with hope, like it was some kind of savior.

Well, the speed at which they’re changing faces is truly impressive. Ginsengfruit immediately rolled its eyes.

"You say you’re from the Divine Hall, just like that? Where’s the evidence? Besides, you previously attacked my master, so why should I help you~"

From the Little Paperman’s demeanor, one could see some of Yun Ran’s characteristics—it completely mirrors its master and won’t take a loss.

Listening to the Little Paperman’s words, the two sitting on the ground suddenly calmed down from their earlier shock and excitement.

They had just discovered the prophetic orb left by their ancestors had shattered.

That’s when they hurriedly began completing the final task entrusted to them by their ancestors.

That was to use all their strength to unleash the final strike left by their ancestors.

However, they themselves didn’t know where that final strike would land.

But it was the will of their ancestors, and they had no choice but to comply.

For this, they had already prepared to sacrifice themselves and had arranged their families with speed.

Then they gathered here to launch the final strike.

But they never expected that their final strike would turn out to be such a joke.

Not only did they fail to fulfill their ancestral duties, but in their severely injured state, they were found and rounded up.

What made it even more frustrating was that the ones who came were just a boy and an unidentified magic artifact.

Even their magic wand ended up in someone else’s hands...

Unfortunately, their injuries made it impossible for them to move, not to mention taking down their enemy with them.

Just as they were thinking about how they had failed their ancestors.

The opposite side accurately revealed their true identities, even knowing about the existence of the Divine Cauldron.

At this moment, there was no need for them to hide anything, and they intended to reveal everything.

They too were working for the sake of the innocent life in this world.

As the High Priest prepared to speak, the Little Paperman stopped him.

"Wait, you should go back and tell my master!"

With that, the Little Paperman brought out a rope and a wooden cart it had previously found.

After all, it only had two hands and couldn’t carry all these people by itself.

Ginsengfruit held the magic wand in hand, ignoring what the Little Paperman was doing, knowing that it had a sense of propriety.

It was more curious about what exactly the magic wand’s function was that allowed it to completely escape its notice.

If the situation were different, Ginsengfruit would want to dismantle the wand and study it thoroughly.

The Little Paperman quickly tied up all the cross-legged, meditating people and placed them on the cart.

As for those seriously injured, unable to open their eyes, moving them so abruptly could worsen their injuries.

Oh well, that’s beyond its concern.

"Boss, I’ll take them back first!"

Saying so, the Little Paperman stuck Ignore Talismans on these people and the cart, then hurried off.

Ginsengfruit stayed there, flipping the magic wand repeatedly, not planning to go back together.

The things even the Little Paperman knew, but it didn’t know, were of no concern to it.

Ever since it stepped out of the small courtyard, the Host had severed the connection between them.

Ginsengfruit understood that the Host deemed some things not suitable for it to know.

If it were anyone else, there might be grievances in their heart, but to Ginsengfruit, it was less important than eating or drinking water.

The Little Paperman, ensuring these people wouldn’t die, returned to the small courtyard at the fastest speed possible.

Seeing the people the Little Paperman dragged back, Yun Ran’s hand, holding the teacup, slightly hesitated.

For the first time, Yun Ran thought the Little Paperman was a bit reckless.

It had only been gone a short while, yet it brought back such severely injured people, and the wounds on these people were very familiar.

The Little Paperman, massaging Yun Ran’s shoulders, slowed its movements.

"Master, I captured everyone and brought them back. They say they’re from the Divine Hall~"

The Little Paperman had an expression as if seeking credit.

These people were supposed to prove their identity to it.

But the Little Paperman thought it through, and concluded it might as well let them tell the master directly, saving a step.

It really is a clever one~!

Seeing the Little Paperman’s smug look, Yun Ran could only humor it.

"Alright, good job~"

The Little Paperman grinned; it knew the master would praise it.

The other two Little Papermen quickly went to help, pulling down the tied-up people.

Apart from those who couldn’t open their eyes and looked paler,

The two conscious ones merely felt dizzy, nauseous, and had a bit of blood at the corners of their mouths, but nothing else was wrong.

Yet those two had no energy to see who exactly this so-called master was who captured them.

Their eyes fixated solely on the huge Divine Cauldron standing before them.

Except, why does this Divine Cauldron look different from what their ancestors described?

Wasn’t the Divine Cauldron supposed to be pure and unstained? The one before them was pitch black, even emanating a foul stench only their descendants could smell.

But in the stench, there was a faint, familiar smell.

"High Priest, is this really the Divine Cauldron?"

The second conscious individual, staring at the Divine Cauldron, had already forgotten the potential danger or death from the place’s host.

All they had was deep confusion and a thirst for knowledge.

If the Divine Cauldron had changed like this, their years of persistence seemed pointless.

The High Priest knew more than the other Divine Servants.

When he saw the pitch-black Divine Cauldron, the light in his eyes seemed to extinguish.

But he still struggled to kneel again, deeply bowing before the Divine Cauldron.

The Divine Cauldron Spirit was also bewildered.

As soon as these people were brought in, it sensed something familiar about them.

It couldn’t remember before hearing their loud and slightly annoying voices.