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

Chapter 483 It's actually a bargain for her.
The moment the ginseng fruit successfully formed a bond with the mountain spirit, Yun Ran clearly sensed an unfamiliar aura within her body.

[Host, can you hear me?]

The sound of the ginseng fruit in her ear became clearer, and Yunran immediately understood where that unfamiliar aura came from.

See you a long time!
She never imagined that the ginseng fruit could form a pact with the mountain spirit!

But soon, Yunran remembered that the ginseng fruit was not an ordinary magical artifact; it was a system from a higher world and a sentient being.

Since the ginseng fruit can form a bond with her, it can naturally also form a bond with the mountain spirit.

Not to mention, the ginseng fruit can also evade the laws of this world, leaving her soul intact...

All these signs made Yunran begin to suspect that the ginseng fruit was definitely not as simple as she saw it to be.

But now is not the time to dwell on these things.

I don't know if it's because there's a trace of mountain spirit energy in her body.

Now, the suppression of her by the twin seal has completely disappeared.

This feeling was as if the seal had previously treated her as a foreign object, rejecting and attacking her.

Now that I've confirmed she's "one of us," I can't be bothered with her anymore.

Yun Ran chuckled softly; this unexpected stroke of luck had actually benefited her.

I'm fine, don't worry!

The ginseng fruit finally received a complete response from its host, and tears welled up in its eyes. But as soon as they slid down its cheeks, they immediately froze into ice particles.

He quickly wiped the ice particles off his face.

Then, with a somewhat aggrieved voice, she recounted everything that had happened after Yunran disappeared.

[Host, you're driving me crazy! If you die, I won't live either!]

Yunran: ...

I never dreamed that a system could be so cheesy.

"Alright, I'm temporarily trapped and won't be able to get out anytime soon. What you need to do now is make sure the mountain spirit doesn't perish, understand?"

The ginseng fruit immediately nodded vigorously: "Host, I understand. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will absolutely not let it die!"

Even if you drain his 'blood' dry, he won't let the mountain spirit die.

Anyway, he won't die even if he bleeds out; at worst, he can just get a new body.

Now he understands that if the mountain spirit dies, he will probably lose contact with his host again.

From this perspective, forming a pact with the mountain spirit has many benefits.

He didn't know how the mountain spirit brought him here before, but now that he wouldn't get lost, he still wanted to go back to the pile of rocks to take a look.
Looking at the lynx, whose breathing had finally calmed down and was wrapped in a scarf, Ginseng Fruit bit its own finger again, squeezed out a bead of blood, and brought it to the lynx's mouth.

"You'd better wake up soon. I don't know what you were thinking, or how you got me here. Please don't die..."

Ginseng Fruit, carrying the lynx, began heading towards the pile of rocks.

The little paper figures that came looking for the ginseng fruit are almost going crazy right now.

It clearly sensed that its leader was nearby, but it searched everywhere and couldn't find a trace of him.

The same thing happened when their owner went missing; no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find him.

The little paper figure is really angry now; this place is just too eerie.

This forest has now become the place the little paper doll hates the most, without exception!

"Boss, where are you?" The little paper figure had no other choice but to open its mouth and try to block its view with a 'sleight of hand'. What if the sound could get through?

The sound did indeed reach the ginseng fruit's ears, but not because he was close to the little paper figure.

Rather, it is one of the 'benefits' of a successful pact: he can hear any creature in the mountains that calls to him.

Ginseng Fruit immediately began to investigate, and soon he confirmed that the little paper figure was nearby.

"I'm here!"

The little paper doll was just trying it out, in case the boss could hear its voice, but unexpectedly, it actually could.

"Great, I've finally found you, boss! But I can't see you anywhere!"

Why didn't the little paper figure see him when they were so close?

Ginseng Fruit then noticed that the place where he was seemed to be in a very special field.

If he doesn't make a sound, people outside, even those right in front of him, won't be able to see him.

Ginseng Fruit looked at the lynx in his arms with a complicated expression, wondering what the guy was thinking, bringing him here.

Fortunately, he had formed a pact with the mountain spirit; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to leave this place.

Ginseng Fruit looked down at his feet and saw that the boundary of this domain was an invisible wall of air. After he took one step out, he saw the little paper figures flying around like headless flies.

After he stepped out, his connection with his host was severed again without warning.

Ginseng fruit: ...

So, he can only contact the host by staying in the previous field?

This put the ginseng fruit in a dilemma: should it stay here and maintain contact with its host, or should it go to the pile of rocks to help?
After thinking it over, the ginseng fruit decisively chose its own host.

He immediately waved his hand, and the little paper figure flew over.

"Boss, could this be the guy who brought you here? He's so annoying, I'll kill him!"

The little paper figure was about to slap down, and if it landed solidly, the lynx's body would probably immediately turn into a pool of flesh and blood.

"stop!"

The boss spoke, and the little paper figure immediately withdrew its hand, looking pitifully at the ginseng fruit.

"I've tried, and the only way to contact the host is from here. I can't leave here, so you should go back and help!"

Upon hearing that the ginseng fruit could contact its owner, the little paper figure immediately spun around happily.

"Great, great! We finally have news from Master!"

Without the ginseng fruit needing to say anything more, the little paper figure's body vanished in the blink of an eye.

The ginseng fruit also took two steps back, and the previously broken connection was now re-established.

The guess was confirmed. Ginseng Fruit patted the lynx's head: "Did you bring me here on purpose?"

Unfortunately, the mountain spirit was merely still alive at this moment and was completely unable to answer the ginseng fruit's question.

As the little paper figure flew back to the pile of rocks, the black halo behind Zhu Qing grew larger and larger.

From a distance, it looks a bit like a black vortex, as if it could swallow her up at any moment.

There was a "pop" sound.

The magical artifact in one of the old men's hands shattered with a crash, and the old man fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper.

The old man fell down, and someone immediately filled the gap, plugging the hole.