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

Chapter 438 Old Stories (2 Updates)
Everything that the little paper doll's eyes could see was shared with Yunran.

At this moment, Yunran's eyes could clearly 'see' the state of that unfinished ruin.

Perhaps the evil energy has been almost completely depleted by Yunran's protective shield, because the current situation here is not as bad as imagined.

The maze was not destroyed; the little paper figure simply took advantage of its physical characteristics to find a loophole.

For a living person to enter, they must break through the formation, but it's not a living person; it's just a piece of paper.

Inside the maze, the little paper figure became less cautious and flew around in mid-air.

In other words, it didn't have a camera on it; otherwise, it would have recorded almost everything that happened here.

"Move a little to the left!"

Upon hearing Yunran's command, the little paper doll immediately flew to the left and soon found a young child nestled among a pile of construction waste.

The little paper figure stepped forward and gently piled it up with its round little hands. With a few "whoosh" sounds, the crevice was instantly turned into a pile of rubble.

The child's entire appearance was then revealed, and the sky was slowly darkening, but this did not affect Yunran and the little paper figure's vision at all.

“Master, it really is a child. Judging from the looks of it, he should be no more than twelve years old. He is still breathing, but his eyes are already black, and the whites of his eyes have been completely eroded by evil energy. There is no way to save him by normal means.”

"Spare his life for now."

As soon as Yunran finished speaking, the little paper doll immediately sprang into action, sparks crackling from its hands.

The round palm landed directly on the little boy's heart. Only Yun Ran could come up with the idea of ​​using lightning to shock him.

The effect was absolutely amazing; almost instantly, people who were on the verge of collapse were pulled back from the brink.

The little paper figure tugged at his eyelids again, reached out and plucked out the black substance that covered the entire white of his eye, resembling a slippery eel.

Whether it was due to the suppression of the heavenly lightning aura or not, the black substance was exceptionally obedient in the little paper figure's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the little paper figure opened its mouth, gulped down the black substance, and even let out a burp.

After finishing all that, the little paper figure took some more blood from the little boy and then quietly left the ruins.

The Kyoto Special Administration Bureau personnel did not notice anything amiss from beginning to end.

This turned their proud "inescapable net" into a joke.

After the little paper doll returned, it immediately handed the little boy's blood to Yunran.

Yun Ran took out a compass and began to calculate the little boy's fate. Anyone who could be a substitute was one in a million.

This also means that if one can deduce the fate of the substitute, one is very close to the person behind the scenes.

Meanwhile, in a deep mountain cave in Northeast China, a man with a wrinkled face suddenly opened his eyes.

He calculated with his fingers, his expression somewhat solemn, as if he couldn't believe what he had calculated.

He then continued calculating and got the same result again, at which point the old man's face turned completely dark.

He stood up abruptly and strode towards the outside of the cave. Soon, he arrived near the only villa in the deep mountains. The gatekeeper, seeing the old man's gloomy demeanor, jogged forward, opened the door, and immediately bowed low, barely daring to breathe.

The old man went straight to his destination. He pushed open the door and saw a middle-aged woman leisurely applying something to her face.

Seeing the old man enter, her eyes remained expressionless. Instead, she asked, "Why did you come out?"

The old man, who was initially quite angry, was rendered speechless by the middle-aged woman's question, and even felt a little uncomfortable.

However, remembering what he had predicted before, he still spoke despite the discomfort: "Junior sister, what have you done now?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman, who had been completely unfazed, slammed her hand on the table, turned her head sharply, and her eyes looked like those of a fierce wolf.

She stared intently at the old man in front of her, her tone laced with sarcasm: "What can I do? I'm just someone you men have discarded and used as a pawn."

All I want now is to live. You used me as a vessel for your resentment, making my life a living hell. Now, I'm just giving back what I owe you, and you're here to play the good guy!

Thinking about the mistakes he had made, the old man was immediately overwhelmed by immense guilt.

"But I've already tried my best to make amends. I said I would stay here forever as long as the resentment in your body isn't dispelled. You've already killed so many people..."

The middle-aged woman sneered, "This is called reaping what you sow. Back then, you decided to sacrifice me along with others to save people and for your own reputation."

"You let my only child die in your moment of glory, and now you have to bear the consequences. The Luo family stood by and watched me die; they deserve to die!"

The old man suddenly remembered that he was a spirited young talent in the Xuanmen sect, who, along with a group of like-minded people, accidentally wandered into this deep mountain.

Back then, they were completely ignorant of their own limitations, thinking they were chosen ones and dared to venture anywhere.

Who knew that, unintentionally, they would release the evil god's clone that had been sealed away in the deep mountains by their predecessors.

Their minds were corrupted by the evil god's avatar, and they became bloodthirsty. When they came to their senses, all they saw were the corpses of wild beasts everywhere, including some of their own companions.

Some people were so frightened that they wanted to run away, but they had been corrupted and would surely commit a terrible crime if they went out.

Therefore, the group decided to use forbidden techniques to concentrate all their resentment on one person.

Once they get back, we'll figure out a way to save the chosen one.

The middle-aged beauty in front of us is the unfortunate person who was chosen by the lottery.

But they didn't know that from that moment on, hatred was deeply buried in her heart.

Even later, when they finally found a way, and even spent half their lifespan, they managed to cleanse her mind of being corrupted by the evil god.

Several years passed peacefully, and everyone thought the matter was over.

Little did they know that the resentment tainted by the evil god in the heart of this middle-aged beauty had been quietly growing.

Finally, things reached a point of no return. As everyone achieved success and fame, the resentment that had grown stronger directly devoured the middle-aged beauty's blood relative, her only son.

The head of the Luo family was also present at the time, and he did not use the family heirloom on a child who had already died, which led to the extermination of the entire clan.