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

Chapter 180 I'll Give You a Slap~ (2 Updates)
"I'm going to fight you!"

As he spoke, the old monk was truly prepared to use all his life essence as a medium, employing the evil magic passed down through his sect to perish together with Yun Ran.

The little paper figure was immediately displeased. This person was clearly a prisoner, yet he dared to yell at his master.

The little paper figure holding the rope leaped forward, raised its small round hand, and slapped the old monk across the face.

"Serves you right for disrespecting your master! I'll give you a good beating!"

It was a soft, sweet, babyish voice, completely lacking in power, but its precise movements made it impossible to resist a slap.

The circle formed by the other paper figures created a simple trap, firmly imprisoning the old monk.

The old monk didn't even have the strength to dodge and was hit squarely.

Not only did his face swell up at a visible speed, but even his back molars were knocked out by the little paper doll.

The loss of his teeth finally made him realize one thing: he no longer even had the chance to use forbidden techniques.

"How could this be? How is this possible!"

He simply couldn't believe that a seemingly innocent young girl could be so skilled in spirit control techniques.

This completely superseded his authority, turning everything he had worked so hard for over decades into a joke.

But soon, he found an excuse for himself: it wasn't that he wasn't trying hard enough, but that he didn't have enough resources.

If he could extract more divine souls, he would definitely be more skilled than Yunran.

"Don't be so smug. You're just relying on your powerful background. If I were you, I would be even more capable than you."

He was jealous of Yunran's talent and her privileged background, while he, born into poverty, had ended up in this predicament.

Yunran had no idea what was going through the old monk's mind, nor did she know that he was feeling intensely jealous of her.

"You can never be me. You're wicked and can't even face your own conscience. You dare to compare yourself to me? Now, it's time for you to reap what you sow!"

As she spoke, Yun Ran formed hand seals, her entire demeanor becoming much more solemn and dignified: "Heavenly punishment, descend!"

As Yunran's voice faded, a number of thunderclouds quickly appeared above the old monk's head, with sparks of electricity swirling around them.

The old monk was completely devastated by what he saw. He never expected that Yun Ran could actually attract divine punishment.

The old monk finally panicked. He knew better than anyone what he had done. If he didn't have the means to conceal the secrets of heaven, how could he have lived peacefully until now?

If he were struck by the lightning, he would surely be annihilated.

The vajra, emanating an evil aura, was also locked in place by heavenly lightning.

The old monk was still thinking of one last gamble. As long as the little paper figure that was trapping him was removed, he would still have a chance to escape, even if it meant losing half his life.

Even as lightning struck, the paper figures forming a protective array did not break free, seemingly unafraid of being struck by lightning.

The old monk could no longer hold back; his eyes widened in fury, and his distorted face was filled with malice.

"To kill me, you even abandoned the little paper doll you painstakingly crafted. Hahaha, I knew it! You people are always hypocrites!"

Back then, his senior brother claimed to be doing it for his own good, but he hindered him at every turn, just because he was afraid that his cultivation would surpass his own. So, what was wrong with him killing him?

The Yunran in front of me is no good either. He can raise so many little paper figures. Who knows how many people's souls he has extracted?

What right do you have to criticize him? It's just a matter of the victor taking all!
"They're willing to sacrifice anything to kill him. These people are all hypocrites." Yun Ran chuckled, a clear mockery in her eyes: "They weren't made using your sinister methods, so they're immune to heavenly lightning."

"Boom~"

The lightning struck the old monk and the vajra.

As the old monk turned to ashes, he saw with his own eyes that those little paper figures were indeed unafraid of heavenly lightning.

He even stole a trace of the power of heavenly lightning into himself, which puzzled him. Could it be that these little paper figures were not made using forbidden techniques?
He didn't understand, and he never had the chance to understand again.

A gentle breeze blew by, scattering the old monk completely, leaving not a single speck of dust behind.

After the vajra was chopped down, all the evil energy that had clung to it vanished, and it rolled to Yunran's feet.

The faint Buddhist light that had been suppressed by evil energy and was originally nurtured on its body finally emerged, yet it seemed to dissipate without truly dissipating.

[Huh, host, this vajra... it turns out it's a ritual implement, and one that even emitted Buddhist light. What a pity, it was destroyed so cruelly.]

Yunran also sighed. Doing evil was not its wish. Now, it rolled to her feet, hoping that she would take action and wipe away the remaining Buddha light.

With a single incantation, the last wisp of Buddhist light remaining on the vajra completely dissipated, turning it into nothing more than scrap metal.

After thinking for a moment, Yunran picked it up, only to find a special symbol on it.

Hisao Segawa, who had fled to the side, was already stunned by the lightning bolts summoned by Yun Ran.

The little paper figure only caught him, but didn't actually hurt him.

Yunran glanced at Hisao Segawa with disgust. She thought to herself, "Why do some of that old monk's methods seem so familiar? It turns out he's this guy's master."

However, she did not take action; those who do evil must pay the price.

Those innocent people harmed by the old monk, who were of a similar level, lacked the ability to seek revenge, so she took their place.

But those beasts harmed by Hisao Segawa still have a chance for revenge, and she will leave that chance to them.

Yun Ran withdrew her gaze, then turned and left. In any case, this person wouldn't live more than three days.

But Hisao Segawa didn't know that he was going to die. He never expected that Yunran would leave like this.

He was somewhat puzzled, but that didn't diminish his will to survive. He was certain that Yunran had indeed left, and that she wasn't deliberately toying with him like a cat with a mouse.

With his limbs already feeling weak, Hisao Segawa used all his strength to run down the mountain for the first time.

The small animals in the ecological park watched Hisao Segawa run past them.

One of the rabbits was puzzled: "Hey, it's that man! Wasn't he our favorite? Why is he running so fast today? Did he forget to feed us?"

[They probably needed to pee urgently. I've seen other humans do this before. They're different from us; we can pee anywhere.]

Oh, what a pity. I thought we'd have something good to eat when he arrived. I haven't had any fresh fruit or carrots in ages.

【That's easy to say for now. If he wants to adopt another pet this time, it'll be my turn~】

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(End of this chapter)