Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 835 - 833: This Secret Technique Seems a Bit Crippling (Part 2)

Chapter 835: Chapter 833: This Secret Technique Seems a Bit Crippling (Part 2)

Seeing the Black Dragon ’easily’ trapped, Xuan Chu suddenly stood up with a face full of surprise.

The pressure that was occasionally coming from the bottom of the pit had completely disappeared.

Here, it really felt like a naturally formed pit.

"Master..."

Xuan Chu turned his head, and saw his master looking a bit pale, with large beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

It was obvious that he was struggling, and it certainly wasn’t comfortable.

"What are you looking at! You have no foresight at all, come help quickly!"

Xuan Kong originally thought his disciple was quite good, but now this rascal was dropping the ball. If he wasn’t his own disciple, he might have kicked him already!

"Oh oh oh, coming!"

Xuan Chu hurried forward, and the two of them quickly compressed the light sphere imprisoning the Black Dragon to the size of a basketball.

The sphere, which should have been a golden color, turned black because of the Black Dragon.

Xuan Kong took the opportunity to bite his finger and dripped a few drops of blood on it.

The sphere, which was occasionally changing shape and flashing light, immediately became a dull gray.

It looked like something worthless picked up from a garbage heap.

Xuan Kong took off his coat, wrapped the dull gray sphere, and handed it to Xuan Chu.

"We’ll deal with the ownership of these Guardian Dragon Spirits once this affair is settled."

Xuan Chu took it, his hands trembling slightly.

Not from excitement, but from weakness.

Earlier, when he helped his master trap the Black Dragon, he had no idea that this sealing secret technique would also absorb his Mystic Power.

At this moment, Xuan Chu felt like a poor guy whose Essence Qi had been drained, feeling so weak that his legs were trembling.

Xuan Kong glanced at Xuan Chu, his eyes clearly saying, ’Look at how weak you are, truly useless.’

This look nearly made Xuan Chu break down.

"Alright, hurry up and go rest. I’m going to find the next Guardian Dragon Spirit’s location!"

Xuan Chu: ...

Can you blame him? Master Huai Yi’s secret technique is quite debilitating. Do it one more time, and he might turn into a dried corpse!

Moreover, he suddenly felt that his master was a bit of a pitfall, and specifically one for him.

No, next time he sees Master Huai Yi, he has to discuss with him not to share such pitfall secret techniques with his master again.

Lil’ Uncle, focused on Breathing Control, was unaware that he’s been burdened with more blame.

The Spirit Puppet’s energy was limited; when he arrived in this small world, half of his energy was consumed when he was torn apart.

Now that he has consumed some more, and his true body isn’t in this world, he cannot timely replenish the energy consumption.

When the Spirit Puppet’s energy in this world runs out, his existence here will equate to total obliteration.

Detecting fluctuations from the mark he left behind, Lil’ Uncle abruptly opened his eyes.

The first thing he did was look at Yun Ran, sleeping soundly on the White Tiger’s back.

It’s said parents worry about their children all the time; for Yun Ran’s temperament, he truly couldn’t be at ease.

He always wanted to stay in this world a little longer to protect Yun Ran.

Xie Xuzhi was sitting not far away, keeping his eyes open, vigilant all around.

He didn’t know Xuan Sect skills, and in the Demon-locking Tower, he mostly relied on Yun Ran and Master Huai Yi.

Not able to contribute, he took on more tasks to make up, like standing guard, something he could definitely do.

Seeing the wooden figure opening his eyes.

Xie Xuzhi rushed over: "Senior, did you discover something?"

In his hand, he tightly clenched the Magic Artifact given by Lil’ Uncle earlier, his eyes sharp, ready to take the lead at the first sign of trouble.

With such an attitude, Lil’ Uncle was very satisfied, not regretting the greeting gift he gave earlier.

After all, a ’half-son’ with a contract needs some benefits.

"It’s nothing major, just an uninvited guest intruded."

Lil’ Uncle ’saw’ that the one disguising and hiding her identity, Rong Gu, from the vantage of the horned snake, but he was not at all curious about Rong Gu’s identity.

All he needed to know was that she wasn’t on their side.

In others’ eyes, Rong Gu was quite formidable, even a daunting opponent.

Yet, in Lil’ Uncle’s eyes, she wasn’t much to look at.

A groggy Yun Ran, hearing Lil’ Uncle speaking, opened her eyes and, apart from feeling warmth and softness beneath her, felt pain all over her body. Every time Lil’ Uncle tied her up, she would experience pain for ten days to half a month, as if tortured.

Yun Ran wriggled her body, ah, good, still no gap to escape.

Fortunately, she was marked with a concealing talisman by Lil’ Uncle, otherwise, she truly wouldn’t have the face to see anyone now.

It was so miserable, she was an adult yet treated like when she was a child, beaten up.

Before, she had fellow disciples to share in Lil’ Uncle’s wrath.

Now, it seems she needs to find herself some ’companions’ to share Lil’ Uncle’s anger next time.

The Ginsengfruit and Little Papermen, also hanging, were equally deflated.

No one told them even as Magic Artifacts, they would endure pain like flesh and blood bodies.

Having been struck by Heavenly Thunder, they never clearly felt such dull pain inch by inch.

Despite this pain still being within their tolerable range.

The Ginsengfruit sensed Yun Ran waking up.

Hurriedly communicated with Yun Ran using the system sound: [Host, you should hurry up and apologize to Master Huai Yi, plead for forgiveness. I think I’m getting a bit congested from hanging~]

Yun Ran played dead.

Anyway, she didn’t want to socially ’die’ in front of others.

Besides, she was already punished; Ginsengfruit and the Little Papermen, as her own, getting punished with her is fine, isn’t it?

[Host, I know you’re awake, don’t pretend you can’t hear me!]

Yun Ran: Can’t hear, can’t hear, I can’t hear anything, I have no ears...

The Ginsengfruit felt itchy, thinking the host was really too dog!

They say not to put all your eggs in one basket.

The Host was unreliable, so it had to think of another way. The Ginsengfruit turned its head laboriously, looking in Xie Xuzhi’s direction.

Seeing that they were punished while Xie Xuzhi was well, it felt unbalanced and planned to drag Xie Xuzhi down with him.

Immediately and pitifully, it said to Xie Xuzhi: "Director Xie, my whole body hurts, could you please plead for me?"

Xie Xuzhi: ...

He was not a fool, how could he not see the Ginsengfruit’s intention.

Friendship is friendship, but courting death is off the table.