Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1127 - 1123: Why Am I Hated?

As Xuan Chu was still pondering the underlying connection of these events.

The Dragon Spirit abruptly spoke: "Could it be that Yun Ran is naturally an anomaly? So the rules that apply to others don’t work on her?"

Caught off guard by such a statement, Xuan Chu almost choked on his own saliva.

He looked at the Dragon Spirit a bit helplessly: "If you’re really so bored, you might as well leave now. As a mere mortal, I’ve used up a lot of energy and need to rest!"

Dragon Spirit: ...

He suddenly felt that Xuan Chu couldn’t handle losing; why was he even sending people away!

"I say..."

The Dragon Spirit wanted to argue a bit, to make his position look better, but was cut off by Xuan Chu.

Xuan Chu’s fingers pinched a Sound Transmission Talisman.

"If you keep mumbling, I’ll let Yun Ran know you called her an anomaly!"

The Dragon Spirit jumped up, his hand transforming back into a Dragon Claw, clearly intending to snatch the Sound Transmission Talisman from Xuan Chu.

His voice carried a hint of urgency: "How can you take things so seriously? I was just speaking casually, but you go sneakily tattling behind my back!"

Xuan Chu, indifferent to the Dragon Spirit’s broken defenses, spoke calmly: "So now, isn’t it time for you to leave? This is my room!"

Looking at the Sound Transmission Talisman in Xuan Chu’s hand, the Dragon Spirit rehearsed in his mind.

Tipping over Xuan Chu without alerting others seemed unlikely.

After a while, the Dragon Spirit’s Dragon Claw reverted back to a human hand, brushing off non-existent dust to cover his embarrassment.

"Fine, as the mighty Dragon King, I won’t stoop to fuss with a mere human like you."

With that, the Dragon Spirit turned to leave.

But at the same time, in his mental ledger, Xuan Chu was among the top scorers.

Just when the Dragon Spirit thought he had smoothed things over, and Yun Ran wouldn’t find out about his gossiping behind her back...

The Little Paperman following alongside the Dragon Spirit promptly betrayed him.

While lying in her warm bed, Yun Ran felt speechless upon learning the Dragon Spirit was calling her an anomaly.

The petty Yun Ran also noted the incident in her heart, planning to return the favor next time they met.

The mountain night was not silent, chirping of birds and insects continued, yet it did not disturb Yun Ran’s rest.

While she slept, the Little Paperman guarding outside the tent suddenly turned to look in the direction behind the tent.

The Little Paperman tapped the Jade, and Mo Zhi’s head immediately emerged.

Seeing the direction pointed by the Little Paperman, Mo Zhi floated over.

Soon, captured a Mandrill and a spirit Weasel back.

The Mandrill and Weasel trembled, too scared to lift their heads.

They had only sensed human presence nearby and came to investigate, never expecting to be caught right as they arrived.

To make matters worse, they were caught by a mighty Evil Ghost, leaving them no strength to resist.

Over the years, many of their kind had been captured, leading them to deeply resent humans.

Previously, any lone human appearing in these deep mountains would have been killed by them.

Now captured, they wondered what cruel fate awaited them.

The Mandrill, without thinking, attempted to self-destruct; after all, it would rather die than be used by humans.

Mo Zhi had no idea the Mandrill she was holding, shivering, had such grand ambitions; not only to self-destruct but to take her along too.

The Little Paperman, afraid these two would make noise and disturb its master’s rest.

Flew in front of the Mandrill and Weasel, sensing the entanglement of considerable karma on them.

Immediately slapped a few talismans on them.

"Wait for my master to wake up in the morning to deal with you!"

The Mandrill about to self-destruct: ...

Humans were indeed vile, not even giving them a chance to die, argh, this only deepened their hate!

The Mandrill and Weasel, sealed with talisman paper, were tossed aside.

Thinking it over, the Little Paperman kindly covered the two with a blanket, as master had said not to mistreat captives.

At dawn the next day, Yun Ran awoke.

The Little Paperman fetched spring water, boiled it, and then brought it to Yun Ran for washing.

"Master, last night we caught a Mandrill and a spirit Weasel; they’ve been involved in human deaths..."

Yun Ran washed her face, then lifted the tent flap to see the two spirits lying not far away, covered with a blanket.

Yun Ran: ...

If the Little Paperman hadn’t said it was a Weasel, just by looking, it seemed more like a household pet dog.

"Take the talisman papers off them."

The Little Paperman immediately went to work, quickly removing the talisman papers.

The freed Mandrill and Weasel attempted to escape at once.

Normally, they were incredibly fast, making them hard to catch.

Many Dark Masters had tried to capture them before, with losses on both sides.

The Weasel thought it could escape again, pushing off with its hind legs with full force.

However, much to its disappointment, it wasn’t able to escape and was lifted into the air.

No matter how much its limbs flailed, it couldn’t change the fact it was immobilized.

The Mandrill fared no better, also immobilized, it could only glare hatefully in Yun Ran’s direction.

Yun Ran: ...

She felt like she hadn’t done anything, so why the hostility?

"What were you sneaking around here for last night?"

The anticipated skinning and stripping didn’t occur, and after a few kicks, upon hearing Yun Ran’s calm voice, the Weasel turned its head in confusion.

"You’re not going to skin me?"

Though Yun Ran knew that this spatial pocket world was unkind to these spiritually aware beings, she was unaware of the Weasel’s intense hatred.

Upon hearing the Weasel’s question, Yun Ran directly asked back: "Why on earth would I skin you?"

The Weasel stopped kicking, and Yun Ran raised her hand; the force holding them dissipated.

Regaining its freedom, the Weasel didn’t attempt to flee this time but instead looked at Yun Ran with complex eyes.

"You’re not here to capture us?"

At this moment, Yun Ran seemed to have guessed something, a glint flashing in her eyes.

The life story of the Weasel and the burden of karma it carried were all revealed to Yun Ran.

The Little Paperman brought breakfast over, also preparing a can of meat for the Weasel.

"Eat up, consider it a toll fee from me, and by the way, I’m not one of those Dark Masters. I have no interest in capturing you spiritual beings and Evil Spirits."