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

Chapter 572 [Stop fighting...] (2nd update)
What could Fang Yu do? He could only nod helplessly, while silently admonishing himself.

When he goes out to gain experience in the future, he won't be so curious anymore. He'll learn his lesson from this once and never forget it.

Yunran had already taken a nap and was in great spirits. She was watching videos when Renshenguo and the others finally returned, looking travel-worn.

Du Jun, who was walking at the front, had a big smile on his face: "Master Yun, we're back!"

Xin Fu also quickly bowed to Yun Ran: "Abbot!"

Renshenguo originally felt that she had a lot to say, but for some reason, seeing Yunran dressed casually, lying on a recliner playing on her phone, she suddenly felt a little aggrieved.

Her eyes were slightly red, making her look like a pitiful little thing.

Yun Ran glanced at the ginseng fruit. After all, he would be the senior disciple of Qingfeng Temple in the future. If he lost his dignity in front of so many people...

"It's getting late, you should all go and rest. Leave the ginseng fruit behind."

As soon as Yunran finished speaking, the little paper figure that had already tidied up the courtyard immediately flew out and led the way for the others.

The others knew that Yun Ran had something to say, so they tactfully followed the little paper figure.

There was no one else in the courtyard, and Ginseng Fruit's tears flowed down in an instant.

Yunran: ...

"Don't try to scam me!"

The ginseng fruit's tears were caught in a dilemma after hearing this, leaving it somewhat embarrassed.

Sniffing, the ginseng fruit said in a voice tinged with a sob, "Host, you scared me to death! From now on, you can't send me away. If you die, I won't live either!"

Yunran watched helplessly as goosebumps rose on her body again.

This is now solid proof that the little paper doll's sticky, mushy manner was learned from the ginseng fruit.

Yun Ran subtly shifted her recliner, clearly wanting to get away from the ginseng fruit; she couldn't stand this kind of sentimental drama.

Seeing Yun Ran's actions, Ginseng Fruit knew that Yun Ran was "disliking" him, and immediately pouted.

Yun Ran quickly raised her voice: "Stop! Don't make me hit you!"

The ginseng fruit looked even more aggrieved, and very awkwardly used its two index fingers to mimic the motion of an insect flying.

Yunran could no longer tolerate it and immediately said through gritted teeth, "From now on, you are deprived of your right to play on the tablet!"

Ren Shenguo suddenly felt like the sky was falling. His games, his videos, his electronic snacks!!!

Isn't this how children (in a sweet way) compete for attention in those videos? Why does the host seem to be avoiding it like the plague?

"Host……"

"Don't talk to me now, I still have goosebumps. If you're so bored, go and take care of the rest of the business!"

In the end, Ginseng Fruit could only sniffle in frustration, then droop its head and went back to help Yun Ran handle the aftermath of the mission.

The courtyard returned to peace and quiet. Yunran finally felt a sense of peace and stretched, preparing to go back to her room to sleep.

However, while stretching, I noticed by chance that one of the flower buds on my arm, which was originally only the size of a soybean, was slowly starting to bloom.

Yun Ran scoffed, "Tch, mere resentment is nothing compared to the restrictions of my Qingfeng Temple!"

For an ordinary person, encountering such a vengeful spirit would indeed be very troublesome; the destruction of their family and the loss of their loved ones would be the least of their worries, and even the creatures within a radius of dozens of miles could suffer. Unfortunately, this flower demon's vengeful spirit truly had no eyes; it targeted her simply because she had the lowest luck and the worst fate.

The ancestors of Qingfeng Temple had long anticipated the various problems their disciples would encounter after going out, the most serious being that the disciples would be harmed by evil spirits and become a menace.

Therefore, all the disciples of Qingfeng Temple who are listed on the list are bound by restrictions.

No evil spirit can possess or take over the body of a disciple of Qingfeng Temple. Even if they are no match for the disciple and die, they will be innocent.

Just as Yunran was about to return to her room, she sensed a faint dragon spirit aura not far away.

Long Ling had been hiding well, but when he realized that Yun Ran had discovered him, he awkwardly touched his nose and had no choice but to reveal himself, leading the sea turtle.

Sensing Yun Ran's unfriendly gaze, Long Ling coughed lightly, trying to salvage the situation.

Then he spoke up: "Ginseng Fruit and the others are back, right? I'm already here, it would seem impolite of me not to come and say hello. After all, we were a group before."

During the day, Long Ling was angered by Yun Ran and left, but he regretted it as soon as he turned around.

How could a being who has lived for thousands of years argue with a human who has only lived for a few decades?

Moreover, it is a human being possessed by resentment and about to be killed.

Long Ling quickly calmed himself down. He wouldn't hold a grudge against Yun Ran; he couldn't just watch her die.

Yun Ran pointed in the direction of the ginseng fruit room: "He lives over there, go find him yourself!"

Dragon Spirit: ...

Damn Yun Ran, didn't she realize that her wise and mighty Dragon King was already trying to save face for her?

How can they be so blind? Is it so hard to say, "Dragon King, please save me"?

How annoying! She doesn't even care about her own life; does he have to beg her to help her?!
Seeing Yun Ran turn to leave, Long Ling's face darkened completely.

In all his years, he had never encountered anything so outrageous—the person who was helping was asking the person being helped for help!

"Yunran, I advise you to stop now. I'm a big shot, after all, and I'm eager to save you. Don't be so ungrateful!"

Yunran didn't like hearing that. She didn't need anyone's help, and it was really annoying.

Without turning his head, he directly unleashed his Heavenly Thunder Token, which instantly transformed into a wall, blocking Long Ling's path.

"Tell me, if I release all the heavenly lightning stored inside, could I turn you into roasted dragon meat?"

The dragon spirit, who was being 'threatened', turned pale and then flushed.

"You, you, you...you're really biting the hand that feeds you! You don't appreciate a kind heart!"

The sea turtle, leashed on a dog leash, looked somewhat bewildered at its Dragon King, then at its savior not far away.

He immediately said, "Please stop fighting..."

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat eerie.

Long Ling's body stiffened even more. He felt incredibly ashamed, as if he had been watching people poop in the street.

Yun Ran looked at Long Ling with a somewhat unspeakable expression, her eyes clearly saying, "Is this the level of your ability to recruit followers?"