At the mont the lighting crystal shattered, Rong Gu, who had withdrawn her surveillance, felt her heart leap.
She quickly turned around and reactivated another piece of Jade.
Upon seeing the new image, like a shattered mirror, Rong Gu felt the blood in her whole body start to roar.
Even her palm, injured by her own nails from clenching her fist too tightly, elicited no reaction.
Through gritted teeth, she spat out two words: "Yun Ran!"
Previously, she never believed in that nonsense about why soone so brilliant had to contend with another; she thought it was just defeatist talk.
Being outmatched is simply a matter of insufficient talent or effort; everything else is rely an excuse.
But now, her own talent and effort were no less than Yun Ran’s, yet she continued to be narrowly defeated, repeatedly pierced to the heart by Yun Ran.
At this mont, she felt the heavens were unfair, that why should what was considered just always triumph over evil—she was not convinced.
Rong Gu obviously hadn’t realized that losing consecutively to Yun Ran had affected her Dao Heart, leading her into an overly obsessed state.
On the screen, Yun Ran started putting back on those items she had previously taken off, one by one.
Now that she had experinted with the power of her own unlucky disposition, Yun Ran’s first priority was to ensure her own safety.
Especially as the cut in the rope suspending Zhang Weilin grew larger and larger.
Even after being counter-attacked, and gnawed by little ghosts, she hadn’t fainted, and could even curse and swear.
This was clearly indicating to her that there was sothing peculiar about Zhang Weilin.
While Zhang Weilin was hanging, Yun Ran could still be casual, but now, seeing her about to be ’rescued,’ she had to take precautions.
Glancing at the crystal fragnt on the ground, Yun Ran thought for a mont and then took off her socks.
Fortunately, she had the habit of wearing socks to sleep; otherwise, she’d have no way to find a tool.
Using the socks as a barrier, Yun Ran picked up the crystal fragnt from the ground, and whimsically wanted to test how sharp it actually was.
The chair smashed by Yun Ran before lay there in a heap beside her.
Yun Ran stepped forward and sliced through it with the fragnt in hand.
"Hiss!"
The wood that could kill with a single strike was lightly sliced by the fragnt, just like cutting through tofu, its surface incredibly smooth, needing no polishing.
Looking at her hand protected from direct contact with the fragnt by her socks, Yun Ran was again thankful for the excellent quality of her socks.
Just then, there was a ’bang’ sound.
Yun Ran turned her head to see that the rope suspending Zhang Weilin finally could not bear the weight and snapped completely.
Watching Zhang Weilin slam down, Yun Ran felt a bit of sympathy for her pain.
Especially seeing Zhang Weilin’s wounds being compressed, causing blood to flow freely and pool on the ground.
Yun Ran imdiately displayed an expression of unbearable sight: "Tsk tsk tsk, this is just too miserable; fortunately, I’m carrying defensive magic artifacts with , or I’d end up the sa."
Zhang Weilin had no more strength left and couldn’t even manage to lift her head.
Fearing being frad, Yun Ran backed away several more steps.
Saving her was out of the question; earlier, she hadn’t added insult to injury by hitting Zhang Weilin with the wooden stick, which was already extraordinarily rciful of her.
Upon hearing Yun Ran’s piercing words, Zhang Weilin coughed up a mouthful of blood, for she had never encountered soone like Yun Ran who specialized in poking people in their sore spots.
"You..."
"What you and I—let tell you, I’m wearing a pinhole cara on , so what happened to you has nothing to do with . Don’t even think about blaming !"
No matter what Rong Gu intended by locking her up with Zhang Weilin, the Zhang family’s young miss, it was certainly no good.
But Rong Gu surely hadn’t reckoned that Yun Ran even had top-notch defensive magic artifacts and a pinhole cara on her while she slept.
Humph, whatever conspiracy or cunning plot, don’t even think about approaching her!
Yun Ran was full of pride; she was undeniably herself!
Outside the domain, Rong Gu and Young Uncle Xuan Chu watched Yun Ran’s slick moves simultaneously, remaining silent.
However, each person’s emotions were completely different; Rong Gu was so angry that she was shaking.
Young Uncle was speechless, grumbling internally: Little brat, doesn’t have an ounce of bearing of a master, making him, an elder, lose face.
Xuan Chu felt embarrassed, like he was watching an acquaintance pick their foot on the street.
Young Uncle thought he ought to save face a bit; otherwise, he’d be unfit to lead his team in the future.
With a light cough he said, "Well, you see, Yun Ran is confusing the enemy, understand?"
Xuan Chu didn’t even register what Young Uncle said before quickly nodding: "Yes, yes..."
Having forcefully preserved dignity, Young Uncle no longer wanted to watch Yun Ran’s foolish antics; he feared he’d rush into the domain and give Yun Ran a good beating.
When Yun Ran was little, he could spank her; unruly children ought to be spanked.
But now, Yun Ran was a young woman, the temple master of Qingfeng Temple in this world; he had to let that brat save so face.
Confirming that Yun Ran wouldn’t die and that she carried crucial defensive items with her, Young Uncle intended to continue ’investigating’ candidates for his shield.
He needed to quickly find soone, for with Yun Ran’s restless nature.
He was truly worried that the girl wouldn’t endure three years and would undoubtedly break the ban.
Thinking about what Yun Ran might do, Young Uncle felt puzzled and completely couldn’t understand what path she was following.
She cherishes life dearly when she claims to, refusing to take any risks.
Just like they saw earlier, even with Zhang Weilin hanging there, Yun Ran kept a good distance, afraid of getting a drop of her blood on her.
Yet truthfully, Yun Ran has never been a reassuring figure, often dangling by a thread when they weren’t watching.
Scaring her fellow apprentices enough that they wished to keep Yun Ran tethered beside them at all tis.
Ideally, they could pour all of their expertise into teaching her escape skills.
Young Uncle was now relieved that the one in this world was his Spirit Puppet; if his real self had co, he’d surely grow white hair from the frustration caused by Yun Ran, that little brat.
"Previously, the mark I perford, how much have you learned?"
Xuan Chu didn’t know why Young Uncle asked this, but obediently answered, "I learned it all."
Young Uncle, whose temper had been rebounding in his heart, finally felt a bit mollified at hearing this.
"Let see you perform it!"
Xuan Chu did not hesitate, directly performing the mark previously demonstrated by Young Uncle.
The only difference was that the mark Young Uncle released was large and solid.
Xuan Chu’s mark ca out a bit wobbly, showing the disparity in their skills.
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