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

Chapter 450 Hmph, you ignorant bumpkin! (2nd update)
Old Master Gong was also very curious, so when he asked the question, he was much more tactful: "I also want to know what you're catching. Can you tell me?"

With Minister Duan's previous remarks serving as a foil, Elder Gong's questions now seem exceptionally polite.

The little paper figure nodded: "I can tell you."

As it spoke, its round little hand reached out and grabbed again. This time, it didn't put it directly into its mouth, but instead opened its hand for Old Master Gong to see.

"I'm capturing concentrated death energy and evil energy."

Previously, when they flew out to explore, they were busy fulfilling their master's instructions and had no time to catch food for themselves.

They could only let the deathly aura cover them.

But things are different now. They're just guiding the way, and there's plenty of time, so naturally, we can grab some 'snacks' for ourselves.

Old Master Gong had considered many possible answers, but he never dreamed that this would be the answer.

The expressions of the others also changed slightly. If this deathly and evil energy were to fall on an ordinary person, it would shorten their lifespan.

Even those of them in the Xuanmen sect, if they are corrupted by this death energy and evil energy, their Dao heart can easily be damaged.

Now, they actually heard that Yun Ran's magical artifact feeds on death energy and evil energy. This is the method of an evil cultivator!

The little paper figure clearly knew how these people would react after it revealed that it consumed death energy and evil energy.

Before they could even voice their questions, sparks were crackling from his hand.

"Our bodies have been tempered by heavenly lightning, making us the perfect counter to all evil spirits!"

"Hmph, you ignorant bumpkin!"

Everyone:...

I was already greatly shocked, but I didn't expect to be looked down upon by the little paper doll.

Well, they're just ignorant. As soon as they see something tainted with death energy and evil spirits, they assume it's the work of evil cultivators.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ran had used heavenly lightning to temper her magical artifacts. So what if the little paper figures ate all this death energy and evil energy?
As Old Master Gong watched this scene, his brows, which had been filled with sorrow since he learned that the people living deep in the mountains were Xu Wen and Zhu Qing, finally relaxed.

It's great to have such a magical artifact tempered by heavenly lightning. If they accidentally get hit, a single spark of electricity from the little paper doll's palm is enough to dispel the evil forces.

Seeing that everyone was alright, the little paper figure continued to fly ahead and lead the way.

Before, it was only holding one hand, but now that it's laid its cards on the table, it's no longer keeping a low profile.

He started grabbing with both hands, but didn't put it in his mouth.

Instead, it was like making glutinous rice balls; the hands kept kneading, and before long, a small black ball the size of a marble was formed.

The little paper figure only stopped when it was satisfied, as the black ball became brighter and brighter from being rubbed.

Holding the small, shiny black ball, she looked at it from left to right, then playfully tossed it aside and opened her little mouth to catch it.

Then, it's just a matter of repeating the previous actions.

The little paper figure's leisurely playful appearance contrasted sharply with the people struggling to walk on the ground.

Their speed slowed even more when the snow was already above their knees.

As darkness was approaching, Minister Duan instructed his men to find a suitable place to set up tents, as they could not continue walking.

Despite their superior physical abilities, they still faced a challenging situation in the snow-covered mountains, where the air was thick with the aura of death.

Excessive physical exertion makes them susceptible to the deathly aura and its corrosive effects. Only when they stopped to rest did they have time to examine the talismans they had affixed to their bodies when they first detected the deathly aura.

The talismans of Elder Gong and Minister Duan had only one corner that turned black, while the talisman of the person with the weakest cultivation was almost completely black.

"The death energy here is indeed powerful. When you rest at night, be sure to stick more talismans on your body."

"Yes!"

Yunran, on the other side, didn't have to work as hard as Minister Duan and the others; she hated the feeling of walking on the snow.

The little paper figures immediately flew ahead to clear a path, managing to carve out a road without snow.

The Thunder Squad members following behind Yun Ran were once again shocked by Yun Ran's methods.

Now, they feel they're not even worthy of being called up to the numbers; this is a windfall, giving them the opportunity to learn from Yun Ran.

As darkness fell, without Yunran needing to give any instructions, the Thunder Squad immediately began setting up tents and installing heaters.

The little paper doll stopped clearing the way through the snow and flew directly to Yunran's side.

"How far is it?"

“Master, we’ve only gone halfway. The pile of rocks is still a long way off.”

Upon hearing this answer, Yunran immediately stopped laughing and regretted being made of flesh and blood. She wished she could fly like the little paper doll.

It's time to rest. Ginseng Fruit doesn't feel tired at all. It runs to the snowdrift that the little paper doll cleared and starts building a snowman.

The two young girls in the Thunder Squad watched as Ginseng Fruit plunged headfirst into the snowdrift, completely unconcerned by Yun Ran's indifference.

Their expressions shifted rapidly; they wanted to offer some advice, but were afraid of offending Yunran.

The two men, looking troubled, reported to their captain: "Captain, should we remind Miss Yun that the child might get sick from playing in the snow in such cold weather?"

The captain glanced at the little paper figure playing in the snow with the ginseng fruit, his eyes sterner than ever before: "Do you still remember the Thunder Squad's mission?"

The two immediately stood up straight and replied firmly, "Less talk, more action!"

"Just remember that. It's none of our business to interfere in Miss Yun's affairs. Besides, how could someone who becomes Miss Yun's disciple not have some extraordinary abilities? Mind your own business!"

The two young women immediately put aside their previous worries.

The ginseng fruit quickly piled up to form a cloud, and then piled up to form itself.

The little paper doll was also very envious, and quickly flew to the side of the ginseng fruit, pleading in a soft, sweet voice, "Boss, I want a little snowman too."

The ginseng fruit's plump hands looked just like a human's reaction after coming into contact with snow; they turned bright red.

To an outsider, there would be absolutely no doubt that his hands were not made of flesh and blood.

In reality, Ginseng Fruit's hands did not experience any discomfort from the cold snow, feeling neither pain nor itching; they remained remarkably nimble.

Although the paper figures look the same, Yunran paints their facial features differently, so each paper figure is unique.

The ginseng fruits can be clearly distinguished from each other.

"Okay, I'll build you little snowmen, line up one by one!"

Yunran sat beside the newly set-up charcoal fire, holding a freshly brewed cup of tea, watching the ginseng fruit and the little paper figures play and laugh.