The tone of the Ginsengfruit seed to carry a trace of fear, but it was also mixed with a hint of excitent.
This made Yun Ran find it hard to judge—it was a classic case of being poor at sothing yet loving to do it.
However, she really didn’t expect that Living Dead Puppets would appear in the Wang Family Mansion.
This is a major weapon, and what’s more, it’s poisonous. If it really got its way, a lot of people could die.
Back when Principal Du’s two sons recognized their kin at the banquet, such people appeared. She rembered that the incident was defined as the work of Evil Cultivators, right?
Those Evil Cultivators can be so rampant, co and go as they please, and then there’s Ling Buqu, Master Ling, who was proven to have problems with his identity...
Thinking about it, Yun Ran quickly stopped herself. She couldn’t think any more, the depth of it all was too great.
Even if she were more powerful, without resorting to so wicked and harmful ans, she couldn’t compete against a grand family that’s been inherited for hundreds of years.
But she was an authentic mber of the Xuan Sect, and using harmful thods was out of the question.
"Let’s go!"
Yun Ran quickly descended the mountain, but even when the car drove away from the Wang Family Mansion area, the feeling of being watched by the Heavenly Dao didn’t disappear.
"Stop the car."
As soon as Yun Ran spoke, the car ca to a steady halt, without any discomfort from sudden braking.
"I’ll get off here, you can head back first."
"Is Lady Yun handling sothing? I can wait here until you’re done, and then take you back to the hotel."
"No need, you can go back first. I’ll return to the hotel later myself."
The person delivering Yun Ran had already been instructed to always follow Yun Ran’s directions. He previously thought Yun Ran was too polite to ask for his help.
Now it seed that Yun Ran wanted him gone, so he nodded imdiately.
"Alright, Lady Yun, if you need anything, you can contact anyti."
As the car drove away, Ginsengfruit cautiously leaned against Yun Ran, obviously sensing sothing amiss too.
Yun Ran looked up to see a small patch of cloud that had followed her from the direction of the Wang Family, hovering over her head the whole ti.
The weather today was nice, even though it was night, the stars were out, and the visibility wasn’t too obstructed.
This was clearly the Heavenly Dao refusing to turn a blind eye.
"Host, you used to make ands in ti, and the Heavenly Dao knew it couldn’t strike you down, so it let it slide a bit. Why doesn’t that work this ti?"
Yun Ran sighed, "My current body belongs to the original owner, who was originally from this world and didn’t do anything out of the ordinary. Even if the Heavenly Dao was dissatisfied, it would spare so face.
But now it’s different—an outside Spirit Puppet has intruded, which to the Heavenly Dao, is a provocation, a blatant slap in the face..."
This is the distinction between ’one of our own’ and ’an outsider’.
"So what should we do now?"
Yun Ran didn’t know what to do either; she had already sealed the Spirit Puppet in wood, yet it was still unable to block the aura.
She was no Evil Cultivator and couldn’t find a body for the Spirit Puppet without feeling burdened.
Back then, Dragon Spirit managed a successful body seizure because it was a dog-eat-dog world in the small world, sothing the Heavenly Dao couldn’t interfere with.
But with outside forces, even if the Heavenly Dao in the small world had only half a breath left, it would never permit such a thing to happen.
Wait a minute, outsiders? Isn’t she one?
Yun Ran scrutinized Ginsengfruit up and down, her gaze making Ginsengfruit uneasy, as if the host wanted to dismantle him into pieces.
His voice couldn’t help but tremble, "Hos... Host, why are you looking at like that?"
Yun Ran rubbed her chin, her eyes narrowing slightly, "Your system, what exactly is it? Why were you able to bring smoothly into this small world?
If not for the original owner’s Life Chart issues, the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t have rejected , and might not even notice.
So, how exactly do you send other outside souls into these so-called book worlds without alarming the Heavenly Dao?"
The fact that the Little Uncle Master’s Spirit Puppet appeared here absolutely wasn’t a coincidence; it was definitely here to find her.
The Little Uncle Master was intended as the successor for the last generation of Feng Temple, and naturally, he was a genius among geniuses.
If not for his carefree nature, always roaming about with no trace for three to five years, he would have beco Qingfeng Temple’s temple master long ago.
She lost her tracks, dragged into this small world by Ginsengfruit.
Others might truly believe she died, but Little Uncle Master definitely wouldn’t believe she was dead and would certainly dispatch Spirit Puppets to search for her.
Thinking about Little Uncle Master, Yun Ran’s eyelids lowered, a feeling of unspeakable sadness in her heart. She had been a troublemaker since childhood, loved and hated by all.
Only Little Uncle Master saw her as his heir, always standing firmly behind her no matter what she wanted to do.
She could never have grown as open-minded and relaxed as she was now without Little Uncle Master’s guidance.
The remaining half of Little Uncle Master’s Spirit Puppet must have been torn by an unimaginably powerful force.
If it hadn’t been fortuitously caught by the Wang Family’s new instrunts, that Spirit Puppet would have long scattered into the air.
With the Spirit Puppet’s dispersal, the master would surely face severe backlash...
At this point, Yun Ran’s fist clenched tightly—she would never let Little Uncle Master’s Spirit Puppet dissipate!
Ginsengfruit, utterly confused by Yun Ran’s questioning, felt her restless emotions.
After careful consideration, he spoke, "Host, I really don’t know. My database doesn’t contain such information..."
He thought Yun Ran would be angry and even take it out on him, making Ginsengfruit uneasy.
But instead, Yun Ran rolled her eyes in exasperation, "All you ever do is eat—what else do you know!"
Ginsengfruit: ...
He sohow felt that the host wasn’t so much mad at him as annoyed by his uselessness. It felt worse than being blad.
In the end, he could only timidly ask, "Host, what should we do now?"
Once again, Yun Ran felt that her bound system was probably defective; otherwise, how could it know nothing, having just a few weapons to look at?
"Forget it, I’ll consult Dragon Spirit later. Having lived for such a long ti, surely he knows a lot."
Ginsengfruit breathed a sigh of relief—finally, the host stopped questioning him.
At this mont, he sowhat understood the anxiety students online expressed—the fear of being unexpectedly questioned by the teacher during class.
"Yes, yes, we’ll ask him later. Maybe we’ll actually learn sothing. Speaking of, didn’t we encounter so suspected outside stuff back in the Northwest?
In this small world, if other outsiders had truly co before, there must be clues to find!"
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