Chapter 152 Your opponent is me!
Zhao Mingzhu did not expect that the other party would start an indiscriminate attack without warning, until she saw half of her people fall.

She finally realized that Yunran had recognized the other party, and now the other party wanted to kill everyone.

"Young Miss, quickly hide behind us!"

These security guards, as expected of those hired at a huge expense, remained calm and anticipated the impending danger even in the face of such peril.

Zhao Mingzhu's face was extremely ugly, and she shouted angrily at Ling Buqu: "Are you trying to cross the river and then burn the bridge!"

Unfortunately, those three people didn't care at all whether Zhao Mingzhu and her group were their partners; all they knew was that no one here could be left alive today.

Yun Ran only intended to distract Ling Buqu and the other two, which is why she lured them over. However, she did not expect that the other party would be so unethical as to not even spare their own people.

"Evil cultivators are truly inhuman!"

As she spoke, Yun Ran released a small paper doll to block Ling Buqu's indiscriminate attacks.

She wasn't some pushover. Zhao Mingzhu and her group had conspired with a tiger and deserved to be betrayed, but for them to be silenced by these evil cultivators was a slap in her face.

The paper figures were quite powerful; they were more than capable of protecting the remaining people as they retreated from the battle.

Of course, at the same time, we kept a close eye on them to prevent them from having the chance to stab us in the back.

"Your opponent is me!"

Ling Buqu had witnessed Yun Ran's abilities before, but after actually fighting Yun Ran, he realized that he had underestimated her.

The steel plate blocked Yunran, preventing her from escaping, but it also blocked others from leaving.

Yun Ran's peach wood sword was no joke. Several sword lights flew out, and the two people behind Ling Buqu were hit by the sword light, turning from helpers into hindrances.

"Look what this is!"

Seeing that Yun Ran was about to use her deadly move, the retreating group took out the items they had previously kept as a backup plan.

Upon seeing what Ling Buqu was holding, Yun Ran desperately suppressed the murderous intent surging in her eyes.

"This is your baby hair, and your mother's heart's blood..."

Even without Ling Buqu's explanation, Yun Ran could sense the threat posed to her by what was inside the bottle.

"court death!"

Yunran was truly angry. The original owner of this body was destined for great wealth and honor, but she was betrayed by her own mother.

They were also cursed with a fate of being abandoned by heaven, and every now and then, the heavens would steal their home.

At this moment, these people still want to bully her, do they really think she's an easy target!

Sensing Yun Ran's anger, the little paper doll jumped up and slammed its little fist down, knocking Zhao Mingzhu and her group unconscious.

We mustn't let them hear our master's secret!

Yun Ran ripped open her collar, revealing a transparent dragon spirit tattoo of a water dragon vein on her chest.

"This is what you're looking for, isn't it? Then let's see if you have the ability to take it!"

Yunran used her merits to suppress the dragon spirit of the water dragon vein, forcing it to stay obediently. However, this did not mean that it was truly obedient.

Long Ling, who had no good intentions, couldn't do anything about Yun Ran and could only suppress her temper.

But now that it's been released, those black-robed men who caused its capture can only become its punching bags!

Ling Buqu wanted to find out the whereabouts of the Dragon Spirit from Yun Ran, but he didn't expect that Yun Ran would directly take the Dragon Spirit away.

His expression changed drastically, and he immediately tried to crush the bottle in his hand; such an attack would be enough to seriously injure Yun Ran. "Heh, ha!"

The little paper figures seized the opportunity and coordinated perfectly; one kicked Ling Buqu, while the other slammed into Ling Buqu's arm.

As the bottle landed, another little paper figure swiftly carried the bottle back to Yunran's side.

At this moment, the dragon spirit slowly revealed its form. The transparent tattoo on Yun Ran's chest gradually turned silver-white, and then it came to life and began to move.

An immense pressure was released directly towards Ling Buqu and the others.

Ling Buqu was forced to his knees with a thud. Back on the cruise ship, when it was still a dragon spirit, it had almost killed Yun Ran and the others.

The dragon spirit that has now directly transformed into a dragon possesses a much stronger aura than that of the Flood Dragon spirit.

Even if the pressure it is releasing now is only one ten-thousandth of its own strength, it is enough to cause damage to the internal organs of Ling Buqu and others.

With a "poof," Yun Ran watched helplessly as the other party spat out a mouthful of blood, with some fragments still visible in it.

"You...you actually..."

Unfortunately, Ling Buqu didn't finish his sentence before fainting.

Just as the dragon spirit was about to unleash its power and vent its anger, it was dumbfounded by what it saw.

He turned his head, his eyes giving Yun Ran a very human-like look, clearly saying: I didn't expect them to be so fragile, it's not my fault~
When Long Ling was released, the little paper figures all trembled and hid in the corner, not daring to show their faces, and only tightly protecting the bottle that they had snatched back from Ling Buqu and the others.

Yun Ran ignored Long Ling's attempt to distance herself from the situation, stepped forward directly, and without any mercy, crippled all their cultivation with a single palm strike.

Unfortunately, she didn't find any other clues about these people, and the trail of the man in black robes ended there.

【Host, they must be the ones who stole your luck. I never expected that this person would be someone who is familiar with the Special Administration Bureau.】

No wonder they were able to hide so well all these years. Who would have thought that these heretical cultivators actually had legitimate identities on the surface?

If it weren't for being here today and seeing Ling Buqu in black robes with my own eyes, even Yun Ran wouldn't have noticed the aura of an evil cultivator on him.

Thinking of something, Yunran took out the Ghost King Bead.

The ghost king had just emerged from the bead when it immediately retreated back inside.

The figure was trembling, looking like a pitiful little thing.

Master, what have I done wrong? Why must you punish me?

No one knows the bitterness in the Ghost King's heart: it is clearly a tyrant, and while it may not wipe out entire groups wherever it goes, it is at least a being that terrifies others.

It never knew it had so many natural enemies.

But ever since it was captured by Yunran, its style has changed drastically, from a tyrant to a little karami.

"come out!"

The Ghost King's legs trembled. Not daring to disobey Yun Ran's orders, he could only stick out his head. The domineering dragon spirit aura was still there.

But after sensing it for a while, it seemed that the other party had no intention of swallowing it.

The Ghost King then emerged from the bead with great hesitation, his cautious manner suggesting he wished he could walk as close to the wall as possible.

【Master, what are your orders? I would gladly go through fire and water for you!】

(End of this chapter)

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