The mont this voice appeared, the Ghost King finally passed out as he had wished.
The greedy ghosts who had rushed over, hoping to share in the spoils, were now like moths to a fla, unable to stop their advance, all turned to dust and smoke.
The Dharma Image of the Dragon Spirit, suspended in midair, was casually shaken by a hand reaching out from the void, as if it was flicking away a Little Chicken, and it cald down as well.
Just a mont ago, they sward over, a dark mass covering the sky, but now the space had cleared, leaving only that indistinct shadow in the center.
Ginsengfruit watched as the old ancestor from Qingfeng Temple, with one move, delivered a rough "equivalent punishnt" to both sides, brutally resolving this conflict.
It shrunk even more, not daring to let itself be noticed by the old ancestor, lest it also be slapped twice to ensure fairness.
Yun Ran looked up at the old ancestor, her eyes imdiately feeling a burning sensation. Thankfully she had announced her identity early on, otherwise, this look would not have been just a burn, but would have resulted in blindness.
[Hmm, indeed she is a disciple from my Qingfeng Temple, and still alive~]
Yun Ran couldn’t discern the realm of this old ancestor, but that didn’t an the powerhouses of the Ghost World who had rushed over didn’t know.
They were all intimidated by this shadowy figure who had reached the realm of a Ghost Immortal, unable to move a muscle.
Especially since they realized that their side’s ghosts were directly exterminated, while Yun Ran’s allies were rely smacked a couple of tis, neither lightly nor heavily.
This obvious double standard was a blatant warning to those bigwigs of the Ghost World, forcing them to bow their heads.
Enjoying the offerings of rit from his younger disciples, the old ancestor quickly identified among the remaining ghosts below, which were "his own ghosts".
But after seeing the clear signs of dishevelnt and exhaustion on Yun Ran, the old ancestor beca angry. The people of Qingfeng Temple were not to be bullied by just anyone.
With a wave of his hand, save for the passed out Ghost King, and the Xuan Sect Ghosts like Nan Qing who had received Yun Ran’s kindness, all the other ghosts, along with the bigwigs of the Ghost World, were all slapped away.
Ginsengfruit’s eyes turned into little stars, indeed, the old ancestor was truly an old ancestor, there was no need for reasoning, a strong person, wherever they go, wield absolute authority.
The old ancestor glanced at the cause and effect on Yun Ran, paused slightly, then a black bell flew out of his left hand, and a Token from his right hand.
[This place is not suitable for a prolonged stay, you, leave at once!]
Yun Ran took the items bestowed upon her by the old ancestor and quickly thanked him with a bow.
Her gaze turned to Nan Qing and his group not far away, ultimately not asking the old ancestor for more.
She had already given them a slim chance; to ask for more would be to defy the natural order, a backlash she could not afford.
Although she had used rit to block a deadly calamity for Gu Yuan, she also had to bear an additional price.
If it wasn’t for the intervention of the old ancestor, she might have beco one of the mbers of the Ghost World by now.
As the rit burned out, the old ancestor’s shadow dissipated. The Token Yun Ran held opened an exit from the Ghost World.
Just as she was about to jump through, a fast and urgent seal was thrust into Yun Ran’s body.
Yun Ran’s face changed instantly, this was the Ten Thousand Ghosts Hunting Order of the Ghost World, a supre law of the Ghost World, not even an existence like the old ancestor could stop.
Jumping out of the Ghost World, Yun Ran fell from midair, landing harshly on a desolate mountain.
As soon as Yun Ran appeared, thunderclouds quickly gathered in the sky. Golden Feather imdiately spread out, shielding Yun Ran under its wings.
Heavenly Dao was delighted to have locked onto a person deserving of a strike but before it could unleash the Heavenly Thunder, the person had vanished.
Heavenly Dao looked around in a daze, clearly not knowing what had happened, and could only reluctantly withdraw the Heavenly Thunder: Ah, the KPI for smiting people remains unt!!!
Yun Ran clumsily got up, dusted herself off, and watched with so speechlessness as the storm clouds gradually dispersed.
She really didn’t understand what Heavenly Dao was up to; it knew full well it couldn’t strike her down yet it always took the opportunity to attempt it.
Couldn’t it just turn a blind eye, pretend it hadn’t seen her, and skip the formalities?
[Host, what’s going on here?]
"What else could it be? I shielded Gu Yuan from a deadly calamity and had to pay a price. Then I made a ss in the Ghost World and got the maximum penalty, that’s all."
The ancestor must have realized how crappy her Life Chart was, yet she boldly took on to shield the Xuann people from a deadly fate, and that’s why she was given such good stuff.
If she didn’t understand what the pitch-black bell was for at first,
Now she knew that any ghost coming after her would be absorbed by the bell, stripping them of all spiritual wisdom, causing them to forget their mission to hunt her down.
Ginsengfruit was almost scared witless while its host appeared as if it was just a tiny, inconsequential affair.
It finally dawned on Ginsengfruit why the people from Qingfeng Temple were so afraid of Yun Ran before; turns out she is a fearless troublemaker who always courts death.
Just look at the major events she’s stirred up recently; what others might not encounter in a lifeti, she’s experienced one by one, fully and without missing a beat!
[Host, has anyone ever told you that you have an adventurous spirit?]
Hearing Ginsengfruit phrase it so euphemistically, Yun Ran rolled her eyes.
"Do you think the reputation of Qingfeng Temple’s little overlord ca from nothing? I handle things others are afraid to handle, cause trouble others are afraid too. Those with malicious intent, I’m more capable than them, and those more capable than , I have thicker face than them. Your lady here, encounters the strong with strength, and if all else fails, I call for backup!"
Ginsengfruit was struck dumb for a mont, followed by a wave of frustration—its understanding seed to be holding back its host.
It’s from a higher-dinsional world, and yet the host’s enlightennt is a hundred years ahead of it.
After reflection, it imdiately decided to align with its host: Treat life and death with indifference, if you can’t beat them, fight!
Yun Ran was unaware that Ginsengfruit had been led astray by her.
Looking at the endless expanse of barren hills before her, her phone had run out of battery, tired and hungry too—it’d be a wonder if she didn’t faint from exhaustion if she had to walk back alone.
Without hesitation, she sent Little Paperman out: "Go send a ssage to Xie Xuzhi, tell him to send soone to pick up, I’m injured at work now!"
While waiting, Yun Ran stomped down the nearby weeds and found a suitable spot to sit down and rest.
Xie Xuzhi’s people took over all the resources allocated from Xie Family to Zhao Family at breakneck speed, ready to replace the Zhao Family entirely within three months at the latest.
The old master of the Zhao Family, upon learning that Zhao Mingzhu collaborated with an Evil Cultivator and had provoked Young Master Xie’s wrath, died of anger on the very sa day.
Before he died, he regretted giving his granddaughter endless authority just because of her so-called Phoenix Girl Life Chart, letting her beco so arrogant as to dare anything.
Unfortunately, there was no pill for regret, and many families yearned to beco underlings of the Xie Family. A mont of greed ruined the foundation of the Zhao Family.
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