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

Chapter 352 Everyone Looks Out for Themselves (2nd Update)
Master Zifang was very frustrated. Not only had he failed to find out Yunran's background, but now he also had to back down. Indeed, times have changed, morality has declined, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.

【As long as you are happy! 】

As the illusory voice faded, Yun Ran's gaze immediately fell upon Nalan Jing: "You lost this first round."

According to the previously established rules, it's a best-of-three series, and now they need to calculate the contents of the booklet.

She had glanced at the strange and unusual questions in the book earlier, but fortunately, they weren't too difficult.

Unexpectedly, Nalan Jing revealed a bitter smile, and his eyes even showed an emotion that Yun Ran could not understand.

However, Yunran could still sense that his arrogance had dissipated, and even his tone of voice was somewhat unsteady.

"Yes, I lost. Seeking divine guidance is never as accurate as asking face-to-face. You won this round, and I'm completely convinced!"

Yun Ranlu's move was far more than just winning a round; whether it was invoking the gods or consulting them, it was an extraordinary skill.

Even if they played ten more rounds, he wasn't confident he could beat Yunran.

Being defeated in his area of ​​expertise, Nalan Jing felt that all his past honors were just fleeting clouds.

Nalan Jing was not one to back down from a loss. He immediately stood up, bowed to Yun Ran, installed the Seven Star Lamp, turned around and left. He was going back to seclusion.

Yunran: ...

Could she say that she wasn't intentionally trying to hurt anyone, that she was just performing at a normal level?

Since the other party has so readily admitted defeat, she doesn't need to kick them while they're down.

In this first round, she won too easily and got her prize, but it didn't feel like much.

However, now that they had won, the two phantom figures that had been summoned were completely useless.

Yun Ran immediately extinguished the incense sticks stuck in the steamed buns, and the two illusory figures instantly seemed to lose the power that supported their solidification.

The shadow gradually faded away.

To outsiders, this seemed like nothing, but only Daoist Zifang and Daoist Yichen, who had been summoned, knew that they had been driven away by Yunran.

As soon as the first game ended, staff members came over to tidy up the place.

If their attitude towards Yun Ran was decent at the beginning, now they are filled with awe and don't even dare to look Yun Ran in the eye.

The other three groups of competitors were somewhat affected by the illusory imagery, but now, the winners and losers have been decided one after another.

Yun Ran didn't pay attention to the situation of the three groups of people; her gaze was fixed on the waiting area.

"Next, who among you will fight?"

She had thought that this first round would take up at least a whole morning, but she won so easily, so she had no choice but to continue to the next round.

The people in the waiting area looked at each other in bewilderment, all saying that seeing is believing and hearing is deceiving. They had been somewhat arrogant in the past.

Now, they only feel a sharp pain in their faces and wish they could turn back time so they could have a chance to swallow those words back.

Yunran thought someone would immediately stand up and continue to make harsh remarks in that contemptuous tone from their class background.

As a result, half of the remaining people stood up and readily admitted defeat.

A hint of puzzlement flashed in Yun Ran's eyes. These people had suddenly stood up, and she clearly didn't recognize them. She had no idea what they were up to.

But those who knew their identities immediately understood that these people weren't just admitting defeat and trying to save face. They were more interested in currying favor, their aim being to gain an advantage over Yun Ran's skill in crafting the "Divine Ghost Incense."

These people look down on everyone who is less fortunate than them, but if there is someone who is strong enough to crush them, then that's a different story.

Clearly, Yunran has now become someone else entirely in their minds.

The people in the waiting area weren't all of one mind. When they first started challenging Yun Ran, at least half of them were just there to make up the numbers out of politeness.

Of course, they will compete with all their might, but when new interests emerge, they can't be blamed for changing their course.

After all, everyone looks out for themselves.

Sitting in the delegates' seat, Gu Yuan crossed his legs. He didn't even need to look; he knew Yun Ran had won.

He picked up the teacup beside him and slowly took a sip of tea.

He glanced at the person who had made sarcastic remarks to him earlier and said in a smug tone, "What did I say before? The one who laughs last laughs best."

Look at those people in the waiting area now, their morale has completely collapsed. What's that tactic called again? Oh, it's "subduing the enemy without fighting."

With no one willing to challenge her, Yunran could only temporarily return to their rest area, where the other three had also returned.

Everyone carried some injuries, more or less. Except for the young man who hadn't spoken and lost the first round, the other two won.

However, at this moment, there was no joy or relief on their faces as they expressed their victory.

These few people would be considered promising young talents outside the area. Before they came, each of them thought they would be the dark horse of this year's competition.

But now, seeing Yunran's 'achievements', they only felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, Yunran is no longer a tangible person to them, but an insurmountable mountain.

"Congratulations on completing half of the challenge."

The young man smiled and looked at Yun Ran. Although he was shocked by Yun Ran's prowess, he quickly adjusted his mindset.

Jealousy or resentment—that doesn't exist.

When one person is on a completely different level from another, all emotions will eventually turn into awe.

If he can't become this year's dark horse and the brightest moon in the Xuanmen, then he should try his best to get closer to the moon and become a star next to it.

Yun Ran was unaware that the young man in front of her had already decided to become her underling.

"Thank you, and congratulations on getting First Blood."

An hour ago, the young man would have exchanged a few words with Yun Ran and then left, but not now; he needed to make his presence known.

"My name is Xin Fu, I am 25 years old. I inherited all my skills from my maternal grandmother. My grandmother's ancestors were also a famous Xuanmen family."

Unfortunately, the clan later declined, and its members scattered. Some went into hiding and became ordinary people, while others became rogue cultivators..."

Yunran looked at Xinfu with surprise, seemingly not quite understanding why this person suddenly started announcing his family name.

"What are you..."

Xin Fu is the kind of person who gets straight to the point once he's made a decision. He immediately smiled sincerely and said, "I want to be someone that Miss Yun can use."