Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 681: Whoever Wants to Be the Big Resentment, Let Them Be

Chapter 681: Chapter 681: Whoever Wants to Be the Big Resentment, Let Them Be

At this moment, Yun Ran had no idea she got caught right in the act of slacking off, and all her secrets got exposed by Xuan Chu.

She also didn’t know that what awaited her later was her little uncle’s ruthless lesson.

However, even if she got into trouble, Yun Ran wasn’t going to change.

Although she was taught by her little uncle and other masters, Yun Ran had her own path and wouldn’t change for anyone’s opinion.

Now lying on the ground, feeling utterly bored, Yun Ran hummed an unknown tune, shook her leg, not caring in the least.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

As her stomach growled, Yun Ran rubbed it and suddenly craved roasted chicken.

She regretted just a bit that in the evening, her appetite wasn’t great, and she only ate half a bowl of seafood porridge.

"So boring, and I’m hungry. Xuan Chu is so stupid, can’t even find me after all this time. I must give a bad review later!"

Indeed, striking hard is key.

Otherwise, no matter how well prepared one is, mistakes can happen.

Thinking about this, Yun Ran simply sat up, feeling like lying down made her hungrier faster.

Zhang Weilin, who was tied up, naturally recognized Yun Ran.

Since being tied up, she had been cursing endlessly, sometimes threatening, sometimes pleading.

But even when her voice became hoarse, no one paid her any attention.

The constant acute pain in both her body and soul was driving her insane.

Zhang Weilin really wished she could pass out, but for some reason, she just couldn’t.

Finally, she saw a ’familiar face’.

However, Yun Ran, the heartless one, just watched her hang there, not helping, and chose to lay down instead.

Zhang Weilin immediately switched her cursing target from those who kidnapped her to Yun Ran.

Even though her voice was quiet, Yun Ran could clearly hear her in the open space.

Yun Ran was truly curious how Zhang Weilin, a genuine heiress, knew so many curse words.

Seeing Yun Ran sit up, Zhang Weilin swallowed her pride and begged for help, "Help me out this time, and we can call it even for all our past grudges."

Yun Ran: ...

What is she, some gullible fool or an idiot?

This person was cursing at her just now, and now wants to call it even? Ha! Big resentment, go find someone else for that.

Yun Ran straightforwardly shook her head and decisively said: "No help!"

Zhang Weilin got furious, but her wounds hurt so much she couldn’t even put on her usual spoiled heiress act.

"How could you be so heartless?"

Yun Ran sat cross-legged, propping her head on her leg with her hand, her body lopsided.

She casually replied, "Did I ever say I’m a good person? Also, don’t morally blackmail me; I have no morals!"

Zhang Weilin felt like having a heart attack. Despite her weakness, she mustered all her strength, wanting to kick Yun Ran a bit.

With that move, Zhang Weilin, hanging there, looked like she was swinging on a swing.

Yun Ran couldn’t help but laugh wickedly, quickly taking out the necklace she wore, which had a pinhole camera as a pendant.

Being so bored and encountering such a funny scene, recording it was a must.

"Hey, swing a bit to the left, put more effort, or you won’t be able to swing soon. It’s just like swinging, need to gain momentum!"

Zhang Weilin: ...

She’s never met anyone more annoying than Yun Ran in her life. Once she’s rescued, she’d stop at nothing to get rid of Yun Ran.

Soon, Zhang Weilin ran out of strength; just as Yun Ran had said, without using force properly, she couldn’t swing anymore.

"Useless, you can’t even handle a swing!"

The remark hit Zhang Weilin hard in the gut, and after holding it in for so long, she finally coughed up blood.

Seeing the blood stain at least two meters away, Yun Ran patted her chest.

"Good thing I had the foresight to stay far from you, otherwise my clothes would be stained by your blood."

The saying goes, stay away from bad people, or you’ll get hit by stray lightning strikes.

With that thought, Yun Ran’s eyes lit up.

Oh right, how did she forget her jinx of a Life Chart?

Though trapped by Rong Gu in the Domain, cutting off most external communications...

However, with the Heavenly Dao’s animosity towards her, just one Heavenly Thunder could create a breach in any Domain.

Realizing this, Yun Ran quickly took off all the defense jewelry she wore, even her Defense Talisman-infused Vestment Robe.

She was left with only a pair of defense earrings on.

Overhead, a light source made of unknown material started making sizzling sounds, a clear sign it was about to fail.

"Oh my, my Life Chart’s effect is like a timely rainfall."

Yun Ran removed the last pair of earrings and placed them beside her.

With a "snap".

A white crystal dropped right at Yun Ran’s feet.

Just a tad off, and it would have hit her head. Yun Ran glanced at the crystal shards.

Hiss!

The edges looked incredibly sharp; if it hit her, it would split her head open.

Fortunately, Yun Ran was used to bad luck and had figured out some patterns.

If she showed a strong desire to avoid bad things, more misfortunes would surely follow.

Yet, if she casually altered things a bit, the level of misfortune wouldn’t rise.

Yun Ran looked up at the ceiling and finally saw clearly; the sparkling light wasn’t just a light.

It was a crucial support point of the Domain.

Now, thanks to Yun Ran’s jinx, half of it was destroyed.

Yun Ran let out a sinister grin, thinking if she encountered an opponent she couldn’t beat, she’d just pretend to be captured.

Then she could rightfully cause chaos in the enemy’s lair.

Just thinking about it gave Yun Ran a thrill.

No reason for her to be the only one unlucky, right? If everyone shared her misfortune, she might just embrace her jinxed fate.

Yet soon, Yun Ran’s mood soured again.

Because another bit of that broken crystal just so happened to cut nearly two-thirds through the rope holding Zhang Weilin.

Zhang Weilin, weighing over several dozen pounds, only needed to swing a little, or even just hang, and soon the rope would snap.

A hateful person benefiting from her bad luck, how frustrating!