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

Chapter 559 Mutual Compliments

When the little paper doll saw that the other two groups of people had arrived, it flew over directly, its tiny head looking around from side to side, completely unable to see through the cause and effect on them.

The little paper figure didn't care about this. It's normal for people who are traveling to use special magical artifacts to hide their aura.

But whether these people are good or bad, it's impossible for them to cause trouble under their master's nose.

Therefore, the little paper figure's attitude was quite good: "Who are you people, and what brings you here?"

The group of men in black robes saw the little paper figure up close, and their pupils clearly changed.

They did receive some information that Yunran possessed a special magical artifact that had developed sentience.

But at that time, they didn't really care. They didn't take a so-called rising star of the Xuanmen sect seriously at all.

If Yunran hadn't 'unintentionally' disrupted some of their operations several times, they wouldn't have turned their attention to her.

But now, having seen Yunran's magical artifact with their own eyes, they found it to be quite different from what they had imagined.

The leader, a man in black robes, suppressed the glint of light that flashed in his eyes.

It seems they underestimated this blonde girl who appeared out of nowhere.

Despite the myriad thoughts swirling in his mind, the man in black robes was now in his main guild, so he naturally had to maintain his image.

"We are members of the Xuanmen sect who were out on a training expedition. We heard that there were fellow cultivators in the Death Mountain area, so out of curiosity, we decided to come and take a look. We never expected..."

The man in black robes knew very well that sometimes, saying too much could lead to mistakes, so it was best to leave some things unsaid.

As expected, the little paper figure stopped looking at them and flew back to Wan Qiyu's side.

"And you, are you also here for training?"

Wan Qiyu had heard his subordinates say several times that Yun Ran's paper dolls were quite extraordinary.

What you hear about is obviously very different from what you see with your own eyes.

If the little paper figure weren't only the size of a palm, with its cunning expression and tone, he would really think it was a real person in disguise.

"Yes, I am from the Wanqi family, and I was sent by the elders of the family."

In the little paper doll's understanding, people who can introduce themselves are generally not a big problem.

At least it's much better than those who hide and lie in wait.

The man in black robes did not introduce himself, but when he heard Wan Qiyu introduce himself, he immediately felt betrayed.

Especially when the little paper figure looked over, he felt a strange sense of unease, as if he had thorns in his back.

He could only quickly add, "I am Ming Shaoqiu. Fellow Daoists, please give me face and call me Master Ming Yiming."

The little paper figure looked at the person called Master Ming with innocent eyes.

Can it say that it was just casually looking around and never intended to force the person to introduce themselves?

"Okay, you wait here, I'll go report to Master."

The little paper doll didn't feel any pressure on the two groups of people at all, and happily flew back.

Ming Shaoqiu: ...

An unnamed fire surged up to the top of his head, but he could only forcefully suppress it in the end!

On the contrary, Wan Qiyu glanced at Ming Shaoqiu and the others discreetly. Although he had not yet officially appeared as the young master of the Wan Qi family, he knew a great deal about the affairs of the Xuanmen.

He had indeed heard of this Master Ming Shaoqiu, who was said to be a person who hated evil and spent many years traveling and gaining experience in remote areas.

What's most admirable about him is that he's a kind-hearted person who often helps ordinary people who need feng shui consultations or exorcisms for free.

If Wan Qiyu were truly just a naive and innocent person, one might immediately develop a strong bias towards Ming Shaoqiu.

Unfortunately, he grew up with his adoptive father and knew many people who would maintain a carefully crafted persona for decades in order to achieve their goals.

Ming Shaoqiu knew that Wan Qiyu was looking him over, so he immediately gave a hearty smile and looked back at him.

"So you're actually from the Wanqi family, fellow Daoist! My apologies for not being more respectful!"

Wan Qiyu also showed an expression of admiration and joy, as if he were truly a proud young master who knew nothing of the dangers of the world.

“I had heard of Master Ming’s name before, but I never expected to be able to be with you in a place like this. It is truly my honor…”

Both sides wore masks and flattered each other; no one would suspect their identities were questionable.

The little paper doll flew to Yunran's side and told her the identities of the two groups of people.

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Master, are they good people or bad people?"

Yunran continued eating melon seeds, her eyes fixed on the old monsters who were still fighting the flower demon.

She smiled faintly and replied, "Whether they are good people or bad people, as long as they always pretend to be good people in front of me, that's enough!"

She didn't care at all whether these people were genuinely there to watch the excitement or were hoping to snag a bargain.

Neither she nor those old monsters are people who will suffer losses. If they dare to make a move, they should think twice before making a move!
After Yunran finished eating the last few melon seeds, she stood up, and the little paper figure quickly put away the stool.

Then he stayed close to Yunran, like a dutiful little follower.

Now that Ming Shaoqiu has revealed his true identity, he naturally has to do things accordingly to solidify his public persona.

He strode over, his face filled with worry as he looked in the direction of the fight.

"This flower demon is not to be underestimated. I wonder if the seniors can withstand it..."

As he spoke, Ming Shaoqiu had already taken out his magical artifact, ready to rush forward to help.

If killing the flower demon wouldn't bring karmic consequences, Yun Ran would absolutely not care whether these people rushed up to help.

But now, she doesn't know what these people's true nature is.

If she were truly that kind of pushover, she wouldn't have the heart to push the other person to their death, would she?

Only then did he reluctantly speak up: "The flower demon's sap is extremely potent. We'd better not go and cause trouble for the seniors, lest we cause unnecessary harm!"

Ming Shaoqiu originally wanted to gain some goodwill, but who would have thought that Yun Ran's words would be so straightforward.

This put him in a somewhat awkward position, unsure whether to continue pushing forward to maintain his public image or to back down gracefully.

Wan Qiyu kept staring at Yun Ran, trying to find the shadow of his godfather in her.

Unfortunately, just as he arrived at his adoptive father's side, his adoptive father's appearance was damaged by fire magic, and he could no longer see any resemblance between the two in their appearances.

Yunran's aura, tone of voice, and expression bore no resemblance whatsoever to her adoptive father.

If it weren't for the blood cell's guidance, it would have been impossible to find any resemblance between Yunran and her adoptive father.