The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 1233 This is a backlash!

What was originally an ordinary mountain suddenly had a huge opening split in the middle.

From a distance, it looks as if someone used some kind of weapon to forcefully cleave a passage through the mountain.

As soon as the passage opened, a draft blew out from the split 'crack', carrying a faint smell of blood.

Having learned from that unknown man that she was a member of the Dark Palace, Yun Ran had already prepared herself for the possibility that she might not be a good person.

Now, facing the situation directly, Yunran's heart sank.

The fact that the draft could carry such a bloody smell is enough to show that there is a lot of blood on this place.

A faint sense of rejection crept into Yun Ran's heart, and in her mind, two little figures were fighting.

One is an evil villain, shouting, "So what if you're a bad person?" The other, a cunning villain, says, "You can't be too ruthless."

In the end, the obedient little man prevailed, and Yunran decided to wait and see how things unfolded.

When the group had all entered the mountain valley, Yun Ran looked around at the group of prisoners behind her.

Originally, these prisoners were only surrounded by a faint black aura, but now, after entering this place, they are all covered in a scarlet aura.

Based on the smell of blood she had smelled earlier, Yunran roughly guessed what would become of these prisoners.

He immediately turned around sharply, and the others instinctively stopped in their tracks, not daring to make a move.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

At this moment, Yunran didn't remember having the ability to read faces, but she knew very well that what she could see was obviously not simple.

To confirm her suspicions, she spoke up: "These people are still useful. Lock them all up for now. No one is to be moved without my order!"

Although the others were somewhat puzzled, they didn't dare to object and obediently agreed.

Yunran's gaze remained fixed on the prisoners.

After she spoke, the intense crimson aura that had surrounded these people instantly faded to a faint pink.

Now, Yunran was completely convinced that she could truly see the good or bad fortune that was about to happen to a person.

After entering the mountain valley, it took the group almost half a day to reach their actual destination.

As Yunran stepped down from the carriage, she saw a village nestled deep in the mountains.

The stench of blood was even stronger here, but to the naked eye, those busy in the village seemed completely unaffected.

Upon hearing the noise, many people immediately put down what they were doing and looked over.

Upon seeing Yun Ran's black robe clearly, those who had been looking over immediately bent down slightly, no longer daring to stare directly at her.

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

Everyone spoke in unison, and from their voices, Yunran could sense their respect for the identity of the divine messenger.

Despite the fact that everyone looked submissive, Yunran had a strange feeling that she was like a lamb being led into the jaws of a tiger.

This feeling came suddenly and swiftly, setting off alarm bells for Yunran, but it was already too late.

As the excruciating pain struck, it felt as if Yun Ran's head had been hit hard; her body swayed violently, and she immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Divine Envoy!!!" Yun Ran, with her eyes tightly closed, had exceptionally sharp hearing. The exclamations from those people made her feel as if her eardrums were about to be pierced.

"Quickly, go and fetch a doctor! The rest of you, keep them here!"

A flurry of footsteps sounded, and soon Yunran was carried away.

Yunran tried desperately to open her eyes and tell these people that she was alright, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyelids.

In the end, she could only let these people carry her away.

In her heart, she was complaining that this lousy place was probably cursed against her, otherwise, why would her brain feel like it had been hit hard?
"Doctor, please take a look! What's wrong with the Divine Envoy?"

Yunran could sense that someone was slowly approaching her, and that person's somewhat cold hand touched her pulse.

A chill ran through her body, coursing through her meridians, causing Yunran to instinctively try to resist.

But at the crucial moment, Yun Ran forcefully suppressed it.

After a long while, a deep voice sounded: "It has been backfired. It is amazing that it was able to hold on for so long before it took effect. As expected of the Divine Envoy."

Yunran didn't completely believe these words. She was injured, but her current condition clearly indicated that her injuries hadn't flared up due to exhaustion.

The doctor's slightly cold fingers left Yunran's pulse and continued, "Go and get the Ice Soul Grass that I picked earlier, the one that can nourish the soul."

Another series of hurried footsteps faded into the distance. Yun Ran had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly became alert again.

A burning, greedy gaze fell upon her, and even with her eyes closed, the sensation remained undiminished.

"My lord physician, there have been several tremors at the altar recently. Do you think that if we could use the blood of the divine messenger to activate the altar, would it be effective...?"

The malice in those words couldn't be clearer; the speaker was obviously after her blood.

Yunran almost laughed out of anger. No wonder she didn't like the people in the village before!

So these people really dare to defy their superiors!
The doctor remained silent for a long time, and it was unclear what he was weighing.

“If we draw the blood of the divine messenger to open the altar, and other divine messengers or protectors find out, everyone at this altar will die.”

"But if we can't open the altar, we won't get any of the gods' blessings this year..."

The person who had been ordered to fetch the Ice Soul Grass returned in a hurry, and the people in the room immediately stopped their discussion.

When the Ice Soul Grass appeared in the room, Yun Ran clearly felt the temperature in the room drop significantly.

A hand came toward Yunran's face, just as Yunran thought that this person would remove her mask and reveal her true face.

The man simply lifted a corner of the opening, revealing her mouth.

The cool and fragrant Ice Soul Grass was stuffed into my mouth.

A domineering chill spread from Yunran's mouth down her throat, not only chilling her to the bone but also rushing straight to her head.

The feeling of being hit hard on the head immediately dissipated by more than half.

And the mind, which had been blank and without memory, suddenly flashed through many images after that cold stimulation.

The images were so overwhelming that Yunran couldn't take it in and lost consciousness.