Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 798 - 796: Like a Fishbone Stuck in the Throat

Chapter 798: Chapter 796: Like a Fishbone Stuck in the Throat

The Xuan Sect gate opened, and a gust of wind carrying the scent of blood wafted out from the black hole.

Yun Ran slightly frowned; she disliked this aura.

The Black Robed People stood still, evidently not intending to follow Yun Ran inside.

Ginsengfruit glared fiercely at the Black Robed People before following Yun Ran into the dark abyss.

At a glance, it seemed like a giant monster was swallowing living people whole.

Xie Xuzhi, not far behind them, saw this and his heart felt as if it were being squeezed, causing him pain.

Jia Feng knew Xie Xuzhi well; seeing his expression, he knew Xie Xuzhi was feeling miserable.

Yet at this time, Jia Feng played the role of a sage mentor, patting Xie Xuzhi’s shoulder.

"Those who achieve greatness do not dwell on trivial matters. A powerful Xie Family versus a mere Yun Ran—clearly you know which is more important.

Besides, it’s not like they’re asking you to personally eliminate Yun Ran; it’s just that you shouldn’t intervene."

His words sound logical, but in reality, they’re all fallacious.

Jia Feng understands Xie Xuzhi, and likewise, Xie Xuzhi understands Jia Feng, even if they haven’t met for years.

At this moment, if Xie Xuzhi genuinely felt indifferent about Yun Ran being pushed towards death due to Jia Feng’s words, Jia Feng would immediately become wary.

"Since I’ve made my decision, I won’t regret it. But you, as much as you control heaven and earth, can’t control whether I feel sad."

Xie Xuzhi’s words were evidently barbed, yet Jia Feng remained unfazed.

Instead, he chuckled and said, "You, despite having grown up, still resemble your younger self."

Same tender-heartedness!

Jia Feng did not voice this, but Xie Xuzhi could predict his sentiment.

Xie Xuzhi lowered his eyelids; he genuinely felt sorry for Yun Ran. She was just a young girl, yet she bore such heavy responsibilities.

While he, the director of the Special Administration Bureau, eldest of the Xie Family, with a mere word outside could stir stormy winds and bloody rain.

At this moment, however, he was of little use.

"Let’s go; we should take a look."

Yun Ran and Ginsengfruit entered behind the Mystic Iron Gate and gradually some faint light appeared within, enough for them to see the path beneath their feet.

This place was very similar to the tunnels they previously entered within Death Mountain, presumably constructed by the same batch of craftsmen.

"Host, those lights on the wall have the presence of demons."

Yun Ran glanced up and quickly averted her gaze, indeed noticing the demonic presence.

Those beads on the wall were clearly the inner cores of those formidable Great Demons.

Who knows if after those Great Demons died, their coffins couldn’t restrain them, and their inner cores ended up as lighting tools.

"Those are Great Demons’ inner cores, they’ve probably been here a long time, and their essence has mostly spread."

Ginsengfruit recalled when Dragon Spirit gifted him a serpent demon core, which was rumored to be from Erdan’s Companion Beast.

Back then, he ground the demon core into powder to craft High-level Talisman Paper materials.

Those High-level Talisman Papers sold at a good price, and he communicated with Xin Fu outside to gather more demon cores from the wicked Great Demons.

Now, there were so many demon cores here...

Being the Grand Steward of Qingfeng Temple, managing talisman paper sales with the Sihui Sect,

Ginsengfruit’s eyes brightened; who knew his Magic Artifact job would become so entrenched in this money-making trade.

"Host, we’ve struck it rich; these inner cores, once ground into powder, will make excellent High-level Talisman Papers, not only effective but with long preservation times.

Many people have previously sought to purchase more, intending to keep them as heirlooms. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Unfortunately, Great Demon inner cores were scarce, and you forbade us from casually exterminating those Great Demons with spiritual wisdom.

As a result, our High-level Talisman Papers are exceedingly rare, having sold for astronomical prices!"

Currently, those illuminating inner cores hanging on the wall weren’t just ordinary cores but a plethora of small fortunes.

Yun Ran had never considered this before, hearing Ginsengfruit’s words.

Ultimately glad Ginsengfruit mentioned it earlier; otherwise, she’d have missed out on heaps of wealth.

"You know so much, yet your lack of earning initiative is surely a brain issue!"

Saying this, Yun Ran and Ginsengfruit started to split up, climbing atop the tunnel to retrieve those inner cores.

Though their aura had spread significantly, they were still very useful.

Grinding them into powder was far more beneficial than leaving them here as mere lighting decorations; those Great Demons, after all, might rest in peace.

They were akin to diving into a treasure trove, wishing for eight hands each.

Soon, the tunnel surface, while barely visible, darkened further, except for a few smaller and nearly completely dispersed aura inner cores that Yun Ran didn’t take.

Otherwise, Yun Ran grabbed whatever she passed, thankfully her Qiankun Bag was large enough to store a vast amount.

Those trailing behind, Jia Feng and his crew, observed the darkness, with only sparse flickers of light throughout the tunnel.

Growing perplexed.

"What’s going on? Why is the tunnel so dim?"

Jia Feng’s confidant felt similarly bewildered, previously everything was fine; the stone wall had numerous inner cores embedded.

Those cores, at their least, were centuries-old Great Demons’ inner cores.

Used for lighting, they could last millennia without depleting.

Now, the many inner cores here simultaneously dimmed, leaving the Black Robed People baffled.

Soon, someone brought in new illuminating devices.

The pitch-dark tunnel was immediately lit up by them.

The stone wall’s condition boldly appeared before them; previously embedded with countless inner cores, now rough and uneven.

Those pits were naturally marks left after the cores were excavated.

Everyone: ...

Jia Feng was especially infuriated, even if they hadn’t witnessed Yun Ran prying out these cores.

Here, only Yun Ran’s group were outsiders; others wouldn’t do this.

Xie Xuzhi was among them.

Without needing to think, it was undeniably Yun Ran’s doing.

Living in Death Mountain’s central area, Great Demon inner cores weren’t particularly rare, but to have them extracted by Yun Ran...

Besides Xie Xuzhi, those present felt a choking sensation.

Like having a warty toad jump on one’s foot—not biting, yet bothersome.

Xie Xuzhi’s lips slightly curled; he knew Yun Ran always had ways to trouble her adversaries.