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

Chapter 881 Is your face twitching?

Long Ling belatedly realized that the porcelain doll in his mind was the spirit of the Demon Locking Tower.
Despite still having many questions in her mind, Long Ling noticed that Yun Ran was clearly in a bad mood and, unusually, she was observant and didn't rush over to ask.

Junior Uncle tossed the exquisite little pagoda back into Yun Ran's hands before speaking calmly, "We should leave this place!"

Yunran hastily wiped away the tears on her face and nodded repeatedly.

He casually put the Demon-Sealing Tower, which had reverted to its original form, into his bag.

The action was as casual as stuffing a randomly picked-up stone into a bag.

As Long Ling watched, she suddenly began to understand why some people would turn to the dark side because of resentment towards the rich and jealousy.

Even now, seeing Yun Ran's actions, he wanted to rush up and snatch the small tower.

Then say: Get out of the way, do you even understand what you're doing?
Yunran turned her head and saw Long Ling staring at her bag with a twisted expression.

Is your face twitching?

Hearing Yun Ran's words, Long Ling felt as if a thousand words were stuck in her chest, and for a moment, she couldn't say anything.

In the end, all I could do was turn away and avoid seeing it altogether.

He secretly comforted himself, thinking that for the sake of his junior uncle and the fact that he had gained some benefits, he should just swallow this loss.

Unbeknownst to Yunran, Longling was already packing her things, preparing to leave.

Naturally, there was no chance to tell Long Ling that this exquisite little tower was an unparalleled treasure to others.

But for her, who came from Qingfeng Temple, it really wasn't a big deal.

After all, they truly possess profound knowledge and skills, capable of breaking through the void and attaining immortality.

For the patriarchs invited by the disciples of Qingfeng Temple through their merits, crossing the void was a trivial matter.

Not to mention, those who become core disciples of Qingfeng Temple have never lacked resources or magical artifacts.

Treating these treasures in the eyes of outsiders with a calm and ordinary attitude is simply the normal state of mind for the disciples of Qingfeng Temple.

Fortunately, Yunran didn't say anything, otherwise, Long Ling would really be twisted into a pretzel by now.

Right now, the place where they are is without the core energy source of the ice coffin, and the air pressure has changed.

The oppressive and dangerous feeling from before was gone; instead, it felt more like a historical site open to the public.

The dragon spirit retracted its tail, which had been somewhat numb from the shock.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yun Ran and his junior uncle were completely oblivious to their presence.

He immediately poked the ginseng fruit and asked in a low voice, "What exactly was that round lump you gave Yunran just now? It was quite powerful. Do you have any more?"

Upon hearing that Long Ling was asking about this, the gratitude Ren Shenguo felt for clinging to Long Ling's leg to steady herself vanished instantly.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Dragon Spirit: ...

As expected of Yun Ran's apprentice, he's too cunning.

He was just asking, he wasn't going to steal it, he was hiding it from him, it's obvious he was wary of him!

"Hmph, stingy!"

At this moment, the changes outside were completely opposite to the relaxed atmosphere inside the Demon Locking Tower.

Those who gained amazing abilities through the Demon-Sealing Tower all suffered some backlash, to varying degrees.

If it weren't for their research in recent years on how to break free from the Demon Locking Tower's origin and control those energies...

Now, all of them are going to die.

Half of Xuanyuan Yao's hair had turned white, and his face showed signs of dull skin. He looked like he had transformed from a young man into a middle-aged man.

Time still flowed slowly through him, but he had completely lost the privileges that time had given him.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Xuanyuan Yao knew clearly that the Demon Locking Tower was completely useless now.

He immediately gave orders to those who had taken over the core leadership to activate Plan B.

They've set up such a large operation; they won't place all their hopes on the other side of the Death Mountain. They have plenty of experimental bases!
"My lord, all personnel have returned to hiding as you previously requested."

Xuanyuan Yao took the black robe handed to him by his subordinate and put it on.

He issued the final order: "Transfer all the resources that the Special Administration Bureau can move. By tomorrow, I want to see this place become an empty shell!"

The next morning, to everyone's surprise, the 'old guard' led by Xuan Yuan Yao arrived with such a menacing aura that they overwhelmed everyone else.

Now, they've vanished overnight, as if they'd never existed at all.

The bigwigs who were locked in the top-floor conference room of the Special Administration Bureau were the last to know that they were free.

However, just as they saw the empty Special Administration building...

Old Master Gong couldn't hold back any longer and abandoned his composure, bursting into a tirade: "What's the difference between this and a locust plague!"

Back then, he had immense respect for Director Yao, but now, things had turned out like this.

This completely shattered the worldview of Mr. Gong, who was almost eighty years old.

He suddenly began to wonder if he was having some bad luck.

Otherwise, why would someone so old have to endure the scandal of their idol's image collapsing?

Now, he can truly empathize with how his granddaughter cried when her idol's career collapsed.

If it weren't for the inappropriate setting and his need to maintain his status as a big shot, he would have wanted to cry too.

She cried because she was blind in her youth, and she cried because even in her final days, she was still being stabbed in the heart.

The other people weren't in much better spirits either.

After this ordeal, the Special Administration Bureau went from being the richest department to the poorest.

How can they continue to accept their salaries and subsidies, as well as the resources that are handed to them with just a word, with a clear conscience?
"That Xuanyuan Yao is really inconsiderate. He's already gone, and he still does things like this."

"That's right. In the future, who would want to run this household? Even if we poured all our savings into it, it wouldn't be enough!"

……

The complaints that kept coming from the crowd were expressions of their worries about what would happen to the Special Administration Bureau.

After all, it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

Driven by their hatred for Yao, they stopped even using the respectful title of "Director Yao" and directly criticized him by his full name.

They were all heartbroken; they had truly been ruined by Xuanyuan Yao!

In the past, they dared to bang on the table with Xie Xuzhi because the Special Administration Bureau had considerable resources.

The benefits Xie Xuzhi offered were merely icing on the cake.

As a result, the Special Administration Bureau was raided right under their noses, and the raid was carried out so cleanly.

This makes them so embarrassed, how can they ever face others again? They really can't stand up straight anymore!

At this moment, their worries about the future overshadowed their joy at knowing that Xie Xuzhi had won.

(End of this chapter)