Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 85 - 84 [Who Summons Me?] (2nd Update)

Qu Ying didn’t know that someone had already tried to steal money from Yun Ran’s bag, and what kind of consequences that person had met.

Even though she was recuperating at the moment, her mind was stealthily figuring out how to stir up trouble.

Of course, there was no hint of malice on her face.

Listening to the servants reporting Yun Ran’s treatment at home during this period, Qu Ying felt more than ever that Yun Ran had truly slipped out of her control.

"I understand. You may go now. You have worked hard these days. Later, I will have the butler distribute bonuses to you."

The servants were deeply touched; as workers, they had not only found a generous boss but also received recognition that made them feel respected.

After the servants took away all the meal trays, Qu Ying took out her mobile phone to check Yun Ran’s bank account balance.

The balance still showed zero.

She immediately suspected that Yun Ran was guarding against her and must have opened another bank account.

She then made a call to Secretary Zhang.

Secretary Zhang, who had been working for three consecutive days, felt a sudden dread when he saw the lady’s call.

"Madam, how may I assist you?"

"Secretary Zhang, I would like to ask you to check the accounts under Ranran’s name."

That chilly feeling around the neck was indeed coming, and although he really didn’t want to offend the lady, he was even more afraid of the third young mistress.

Secretary Zhang hesitated before saying, "Madam, the master has instructed that from now on, the matters concerning the third young mistress will be managed by him and the eldest young master..."

Upon hearing this, Qu Ying’s face turned a shade of pale and then green, but she always maintained a good reputation outwardly, never even having a falling out with anyone.

Naturally, she couldn’t make things difficult for Secretary Zhang; otherwise, her good reputation would be ruined.

"Alright, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Qu Ying felt a strange sense of anxiety and even felt colder.

She really suffered this time, feeling much weaker, and after a while, she couldn’t hold up and felt tired.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a ringing sound, very crisp and pleasant, which made her anxiously furrowed brows relax.

[Host, if you directly enter the heroine’s dream, the Heavenly Dao will despise you even more!]

Yun Ran really didn’t want to be involved in any matter related to the heroine, knowing that as someone despised by the Heavenly Dao, she definitely wouldn’t end up with any good consequences.

But she had just received a call from Gu Yuan; the Xiahou Family had sent an invitation to her, one that she couldn’t refuse, for a Xuan Sect martial competition.

She had destroyed Xiahou Jing’s Magic Artifact, causing backlash to him, and with her qualifications, she shouldn’t be eligible to participate in such a contest.

Without even thinking, she knew that the opponent would attack her relentlessly, and Qu Ying, her estranged biological mother, would certainly become a significant problem for her.

Hence, she needed to quickly ascertain what role Qu Ying had played when she was harmed in the past.

Following the ringing sound, just as Yun Ran was approaching Qu Ying, before even entering her past dreams, the pressure from the Heavenly Dao increased geometrically.

Qu Ying was the heroine, the beloved daughter of the Heavenly Dao. Seeing someone it despised daring to approach its beloved daughter, how could it tolerate it?

Initially, the Heavenly Dao didn’t directly obliterate Yun Ran not because it didn’t want to, but because Yun Ran had some capability to protect herself, and she also had a share of Merit, so it could only stand down temporarily.

Now that Yun Ran wanted to ’harm’ its beloved daughter, hadn’t it caught the perfect opportunity? It used all its might, seeking to completely annihilate Yun Ran.

The first wisp of Yun Ran’s split soul, when faced with the Heavenly Dao’s execution, was severely wounded. It was only because she escaped quickly that she wasn’t immediately reduced to ashes.

Seeing the Host’s face pale as golden paper, Ginsengfruit was so frightened that its heart trembled: [Host, let’s not dream anymore, the oppression of the Heavenly Dao is too terrifying!]

Yun Ran nonchalantly wiped the blood at the corner of her mouth. She had long anticipated such execution.

But she didn’t expect it to be so ruthless — the Heavenly Dao truly made a killing move, leaving her no way out.

However, don’t think that she is out of options.

Yun Ran pulled out a piece of worn incense from her pocket.

She burned the incense with Merit.

This left Ginsengfruit completely dumbfounded; evidently, it did not understand why the Host was burning incense at such a critical moment.

Finding salvation at the last moment is futile, not to mention, the Host is a cultivator from Qingfeng Temple!

The smoke from the incense, as if it had a mind of its own, wafted and drifted far away.

Yun Ran then tore several holes in her clothing, and had Little Paperman’s electric flower give her hair an ’electrical flower burn’.

At this moment, Yun Ran looked utterly wretched, seemingly in a worse state than those who were fleeing for their lives.

Soon, a voice, ethereal and distant, came: [Who summons me?]

With the arrival of the voice, the oppression of the Heavenly Dao vanished at that moment, as if it had suddenly disappeared.

A phantom appeared above the green smoke; even though Yun Ran’s Dao progress was within the top three of Qingfeng Temple, she still did not dare to look directly at the summoned old ancestor of Qingfeng Temple.

At this moment, Ginsengfruit was stiff all over. Though it was just a System, at this moment, it felt as if it had been locked onto by a very powerful force.

As soon as the other party confirmed everything, it could be easily erased; this kind of fear was something it had never experienced before, not even under the oppression of the Heavenly Dao.

Hearing the voice, Yun Ran knelt down promptly, and did so very smoothly.

With a few "bang bang" sounds, she struck her head to the ground and began to sob, putting on an extremely aggrieved appearance.

She pulled out her Qingfeng Temple disciple’s Jade Token, and then cried louder and louder.

Her act was just like that of a naughty child who fought outside, lost, and then came home to complain to the elders.

"Ancestor, the undutiful direct disciple Yun Ran from the 561st generation of Qingfeng Temple, beseeches you to stand up for me, disciple has been cruelly tortured by the Heavenly Dao~~~"

The phantom looked at Yun Ran kneeling before it, confirmed that Yun Ran was indeed from Qingfeng Temple, and its protective instincts immediately rose.

Ginsengfruit: ...

Wait, Host, you never told me you had such a side.

If you’d told me you had such a powerful backer, I never would’ve wasted energy saving you in the first place!!!

The Heavenly Dao glanced at Yun Ran, who was crying tragically, with blood at the corner of her mouth, tattered clothes, hair obviously struck by Heavenly Thunder, and her pale face like golden paper.

It then looked at the phantom that could easily break through its Prohibition and appear here.

In an instant, it also panicked a bit; it was just a Heavenly Dao formed within a small world in a book.

Above it, there are other rules, it knew it could not defeat this phantom.

But it felt unjustly accused. Wasn’t there any sense of justice left? It represented the fair and just Heavenly Dao. One day, it had actually been wronged by a Heavenly Abandoned!