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

Chapter 561 A thankless task!
Feeling excruciating pain all over her body, Yun Ran couldn't help but curse inwardly.

[It wasn't mentioned in the review either. This flower demon is incredibly strong! I used all my strength and still managed to subdue it!]

The trapped flower fairy struggled in various ways, causing the originally round ball of light to look like an enlarged version of a virus.

Yun Ran's sudden move caught everyone off guard, but now they have all reacted.

Seeing that the flower demon couldn't be suppressed anytime soon, He Tu forced himself to sit up and took a deep look at Yun Ran.

Then, he picked up the magical artifact that had a crack in it and went straight for the ball of light that was changing shape.

He hummed to himself, "Young people are unreliable after all; they still need this old man to lend them a hand!"

Upon hearing this, Yunran suddenly understood why many highly skilled old monsters eventually went into seclusion.

Not only are they morally ambiguous, but they also lack mental and behavioral constraints.

More often than not, it's because they genuinely don't know how to speak properly. Even though they've risked their lives to help others, they still insist on saying something unpleasant.

Aside from some Taoist practitioners who are of low talent and status, and also dull in nature.

The rest of the Xuanmen members, if not all of them are elites selected from thousands, are at least beings who can crush countless people.

Who can stand such sarcastic and even mocking and belittling words? Nobody's a masochist.

Those in the Xuanmen sect with a more upright mind would at most feel uncomfortable, but would keep their distance from such a sharp-tongued person in the future.

Those in the Xuanmen sect who are petty or not exactly good people will hold a grudge and might seize an opportunity to harm them at any time.

In the end, he managed to reduce his own tenfold contribution to threefold, which made people dislike him and not want to associate with him at all.

The other old monsters had also come to their senses by now, and a dark glint flashed in their eyes as they watched Yun Ran make her move.

It seemed to be a matter of weighing options, whether to lend Yunran a hand and destroy the flower demon.

They should preserve their strength and wait for Yunran to fall so they can reap her treasures.

Just then, Wan Qiyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and drew the sword his godfather had given him.

He glanced sharply at Ming Shaoqiu's group, then at the old monsters lying on the ground, who hadn't fully recovered.

His tone was firm and cold: "Anyone who wants to take advantage of someone in distress will have to ask the God-Slaying Sword in my hand first!"

When the God-Slaying Sword had its sheath, no one noticed anything special about it.

Therefore, at first, no one took the sword in Wan Qiyu's hand seriously.

Now, as he drew the sword, the full sharpness of the God-Slaying Sword was unleashed, subtly threatening everyone.

Ming Shaoqiu clutched his aching chest, looked at the God-Slaying Sword that was clearly filled with murderous intent, and lowered his eyelids.

At this moment, he felt incredibly fortunate that they had switched to the larger account earlier.

Otherwise, they would probably all die by the sword of this God-Slaying Sword today.

Almost instantly, Ming Shaoqiu made his decision. He suppressed his resentment and concealed his expression.

He then stood up and took out his magical artifact.

He declared righteously, "That's right! Anyone who tries to take advantage of someone in distress will have to step over my dead body!"

The old monsters: ...Good heavens, isn't this a blatant provocation?

They were the ones who started the fight, and they were also the ones who were most seriously injured.

Because they hesitated and didn't rush in headfirst, they're now being suspected by these younger guys.
The group of people were both amused and exasperated. See? They told them not to rush into doing good deeds, or they'd just be wasting their time and effort!
Now, they've become the ones who are caught in the middle, neither side getting to the top.

If they weren't so badly injured, and if their belongings weren't almost completely destroyed...

The other side also possessed the God-Slaying Sword, and judging from their appearance, they were no small fry. They had long since given up on this insult!
The old monsters, who had never suffered such injustice before, could only forcibly turn their heads away.

I don't want to see this disgusting scene anymore, out of sight, out of mind!
Just then, He Tu's magical artifact shattered completely, and the backlash caused his face to turn ashen.

Just as the flower demon was about to puncture the light sphere that was trapping it, Yunran's magic artifact, the Heavenly Thunder Token, finally locked onto the flower demon's aura.

In a flash, it teleported above the sphere of light, simultaneously enlarging to the size of a large door.

The blood energy surrounding the Heavenly Thunder Token also imprisoned the causal backlash around it.

At this moment, everything is ready except for the final push!
Wan Qiyu didn't know what Yun Ran was going to do, but he kept a close eye on everyone, showing no sign of letting up.

Yun Ran ignored the thoughts of those around her and saw that the time was ripe.

He quickly drew a talisman and then shouted sharply, "Heavenly punishment, descend!"

As Yunran's voice fell, everyone present felt a blinding light flash before their eyes, and then they knew nothing more.

He didn't know how much time had passed when he felt raindrops hitting his body and then suddenly opened his eyes.

He found himself lying next to a huge stone pit, his clothes completely soaked, indicating that the rain had been falling for a long time.

He quickly looked around, and the scene before him seemed to be a completely different place from the one before he fainted.

Wan Qiyu soon saw the people he had brought; they were all lying on the ground, their fates unknown. His heart clenched with worry.

"Wake up!"

Fortunately, the group woke up quickly, but for a moment their gazes toward Wan Qiyu were dazed.

"Young Master, what's wrong with me?"

But they quickly realized that they had seen a bright light before fainting.

Seeing the surrounding situation, everyone was dumbfounded...

One of them had a trembling voice, whether from fear or from the cold after being soaked to the bone, it was hard to tell.

"Young Master, was this done by that young lady?"

At this moment, no words could describe the shock he felt. Normally, people would use magical artifacts to fight, and occasionally some talismans, but these were all normal methods.

But this young lady is something else; she came right off the bat with a method of cultivating immortality!

This was lightning from the heavens, lightning that everyone avoids at all costs, and yet it fell so fiercely.

And these people were so close to the heavenly lightning just now...

Just thinking about these things sent another chill down their spines.