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

Chapter 322 Ancestor, come and save me! (2nd update)
Yun Ran didn't speak until Xuan Chu left the tent, her eyelids still lowered, it was unclear whether she had heeded his warning.

Xie Xuzhi wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. In the end, he stood up and left the tent, leaving Yun Ran alone.

Not long after, those who had been unconscious woke up. They only knew that they had fainted, but they didn't know how they had fainted.

However, seeing that they were safe, even if they knew what had happened, they all tacitly suppressed their questions and returned to the camp one after another.

Xie Xu spent the rest of the night dealing with the black-robed men.

The entire camp, even the little paper figures, was in a frenzy. All of Wanji's companions, thirty kilometers away, had been conscripted.

The only people with the most free time are probably Yunran and Ginseng Fruit.

"Host, I suspect that some unruly individuals have smuggled their own goods into this small world. We entered by consuming system energy to open a passage, and those goods were most likely brought in illegally!"

At this point, Ginseng Fruit was furious. Those smuggled goods were actually affecting him, the genuine product. Was there no justice in the world?
What about the energy he consumed before?
"It's a pity you didn't see that twisted black hole behind Changli earlier, otherwise, you might have been able to figure out what it was."

Thinking about the feeling of being trapped by those tentacles, and how they could even extract all the information from her body, Yun Ran immediately got goosebumps all over her body.

"Host, what do we do now? That high priest is neither human nor ghost, and he is immortal. If this goes on for too long, do you think he will be unwilling to be trapped?"

To find a chance to escape, they might even attack you, a half-blood of the witch clan. I've seen sealed demons on TV do just that.

The words Xuan Chu said when he left had terrified the ginseng fruit, so it had to remind its host.

"There may be many who can defeat me, but if you want my life, you'll have to see if our ancestors will allow it!"

If it really comes down to a life-or-death struggle, it's uncertain who will die, not to mention she has a backup plan.

The patriarchs of Qingfeng Temple had long guarded against their disciples committing evil deeds or having their cultivation exploited after they died.

Therefore, every disciple receives a special 'blessing' when they are very young.

If someone is wicked or does evil, the 'blessing' will destroy all their cultivation, turning them into a cripple.

If a disciple is killed while training or fighting demons, anyone who dares to harm their cultivation or bloodline will be attacked. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the attack.

Although Yunran is now using the original owner's body, the 'blessing' on her body remains.

If Wu Zichangli wanted to escape by devouring her cultivation and bloodline, it would be harder than climbing to heaven.

Hearing its host's resolute attitude, the ginseng fruit immediately put its worries back down.

But then he saw the host take out incense sticks and a badly worn memorial tablet from his bag.

Yun Ran knelt down with incredibly smooth movements, lit the incense, and kowtowed several times to the memorial tablet.

Just a moment ago he was talking like he was 'I'm not afraid of anything'.

Now, she immediately switched to a wronged, weak, helpless, and pitiful tone: "Ancestor, someone is bullying me! Come and save me!"

Ginseng fruit: ...

No, host, you weren't like this before!!!

As Yunran finished speaking, the severely worn memorial tablet suddenly emitted a light that could blind people.

It's as if a super-sized light bulb has suddenly been installed inside the tent.

Ginseng Fruit quickly poked its head out of the tent to look around. Fortunately, from the outside, it didn't look too out of place.

[Who dares to be so bold as to bully my little grand-disciple?!] [How dare you! Do you think Qingfeng Temple is deserted?!]

[My little grand-disciple, tell me quickly, and your ancestor will stand up for you!]

……

The ginseng fruit was already numb. Previously, the host had only summoned an ancestor, and he was already trembling with fear.

Now, countless ancestors have arrived, as if a group chat has been opened.

The ginseng fruit had already shrunk its head into its own arms, and its whole body was almost curled up into a ball.

Fortunately, he is now a magical artifact crafted by Yun Ran, essentially a decorative piece, so the ancestors did not exert any pressure on him.

Yunran first expressed her admiration for the ancestors as a disciple of Qingfeng Temple, and how fortunate she was to be a disciple of Qingfeng Temple, blah blah blah...

After talking for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was right, she changed the subject and started complaining about how miserable she was, having been relegated to another world.

Now she has become a thorn in the side of others. Not only has the Heavenly Guardian set its sights on her, but even that immortal being has its eyes on her.

"Ancestor, I'm afraid I'll never be able to bring glory to Qingfeng Temple in this lifetime, sob sob sob..."

The younger generation is already in such a miserable state, yet they still know how to show them filial piety.

In the eyes of the elders of Qingfeng Temple, this behavior was that of an extremely filial and good child.

Now, their own precious child is stranded outside and being bullied. If they can tolerate this, where will they put their faces?
[Outrageous! How dare they bully my beloved grand-disciple! If this small world weren't so fragile, I would have unleashed my full power and annihilated them!]

[Don't be afraid, grand-disciple, your ancestor will lend you a hand!]

[My dear grand-disciple, I will unleash a few sword intents upon you. Below the level of an immortal, you are invincible; above the level of an immortal, it's a one-for-one exchange.]

……

Just as the merit was about to burn out, several beams of light, too bright to look at directly, flew out from the memorial tablet and entered Yun Ran's brow.

The incense burned out, the light on the memorial tablet dimmed, and it eventually returned to its original, unremarkable state.

Yun Ran slowly opened her eyes, and her aura had completely changed.

If the previous Yun Ran was like a sword drawn from its sheath, sharp and gleaming, the current Yun Ran is one who keeps her true abilities hidden.

The ginseng fruit keenly sensed the change in Yun Ran and cautiously approached.

"Host, are you alright...?"

"Go outside and keep watch, don't let anyone bother me."

Renshenguo watched as Yunran sat down cross-legged, picked up the walnut basket placed to the side, and planned to peel walnuts while protecting Yunran.

I walked to a spot that wasn't too close or too far away, and after peeling several walnuts from the ginseng fruit, I finally realized what was happening.

The elders of Qingfeng Temple not only protect their own, but they also seem to have extremely irritable tempers.

He had always thought that the host's temper wasn't very good either, and now it seems that it was all inherited from him.

I wonder if the host will become one of the patriarchs of Qingfeng Temple in the future, and support the younger generation.

Before I knew it, dawn was breaking, and I had already peeled a whole plate of walnut kernels from the ginseng fruit.