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

Chapter 886 The Tiger Relies on His Master's Power (2nd Update)
When Yunran and Baihu left the underground palace, they didn't use the proper entrance at all; they went out through the opening that had been destroyed by other powerful demons.

Along the way, we saw many skeletons, but the clothes on those skeletons looked like they were from the most recent time.

"How could these powerful demons have turned into skeletons so quickly?"

Upon hearing Yun Ran's words, Bai Hu's eyes immediately showed some resentment.

Could he say that the remains and cores of these great demons were absorbed by that guy in the Demon Locking Tower?

These powerful demons should clearly be his subordinates. If he were to absorb their power, he would never bow down to Yun Ran.

Baihu hadn't figured out how to answer yet.

Suddenly, Yunran let out an "oh," as if she understood.

"I knew it! That's why the spirit suddenly absorbed some power. It turns out it got it from them."

Even the black-robed men who died turned into skeletons, presumably becoming nourishment for the spirit of the Demon-Sealing Tower.

Tut tut...

Fortunately, her junior uncle protected her, and the dragon spirit absorbed half of the power for her, which allowed Yun Ran to emerge unscathed.

Otherwise, the consequences could be unpredictable.

While it won't result in losing an arm or a leg, it certainly won't be pleasant; you absolutely can't get out of bed without lying down for ten days to half a month.

Baihu had always been curious about how Yunran had managed to subdue that ferocious fellow.

However, his relationship with Yunran was clearly not that close, so it was really difficult for him to ask.

But things are different now. Since Yun Ran brought it up himself, it can't be considered that he deliberately inquired about it.

The white tiger immediately feigned nonchalance and asked, "How is the artifact spirit now? It must be very powerful after absorbing so much energy."

Yunran glanced sideways at the white tiger.

He may seem innocent and naive, but in reality, he's quite cunning, though not all of his cunning is genuine.

"You want to know?"

Baihu truly believed his flattery had worked, and immediately looked at Yunran with a sincere expression: "Really? Is it okay?"

Yunran: ...

She felt that she couldn't speak ironically to the white tiger in front of her, otherwise, the creature really wouldn't understand.

Such extraordinary insensitivity and a completely non-confrontational nature would be considered foolish in the human world.

However, considering that the White Tiger has been trapped in the Demon Locking Tower for so long and has not been completely absorbed, it must be quite capable.

Yunran rummaged through her bag and finally pulled out the crystal-clear little tower.

"Here it is."

Baihu had imagined many scenarios, but he never expected Yunran to simply take out the small pagoda and place it in front of him so gracefully.

This made the white tiger a little excited, and before it knew it, its claws were exposed.

Looking at the silly appearance of the white tiger, and the ginseng fruit following Yun Ran, I inexplicably thought of the mountain spirit I had seen in the snowy mountains of Northeast China.

The mountain spirit was severely injured and lost its original form, so it could only possess the body of a lynx that was about to die.

However, at that time, he truly felt that the mountain spirit was intelligent.

The demon king before them, though seemingly the lord of the entire Death Mountain, was far inferior to the mountain spirit.

I regret refusing to form a pact with the mountain spirit back then.

It wasn't because they hadn't received the power of the mountain spirits, but rather because, after witnessing so many foolish mountain monsters, the mountain spirits of the Northeast snow mountains seemed remarkably normal.

What bad intentions could a ginseng fruit possibly have? It simply wants to associate with intelligent spirits and creatures.

He couldn't bear to look at someone as stupid as the white tiger, let alone his host.

The white tiger was really excited at this moment. It struggled several times before finally retracting its tiger claws.

"Can I touch it?"

The main body of the Demon-Sealing Tower, the small tower, has already been contracted by Yun Ran. At the same time, the tower has also been imbued with the Qingfeng Temple's restrictions by Junior Uncle.

Even if it falls into someone else's hands, they won't be able to use it, and it will eventually return to Yunran's hands.

Knowing all this, Yunran felt at ease and generously handed the small tower to Baihu.

Although this guy is stupid, he was once the master of this Death Mountain, so he must know this place very well.

Seeing that the white tiger was going to generously take her on a treasure hunt, Yunran couldn't be too stingy.

Besides, the white tiger was only touched; Yunran suffered no loss whatsoever.

As soon as the little tower came into Baihu's hands, Baihu felt the aura that had oppressed him for many, many years.

He immediately exclaimed excitedly, "That's it!"

It is said that a dog relies on its master's power, and at this moment, the White Tiger also started to tremble because Yun Ran had taken control of the Demon Locking Tower.

Even though Yun Ran had no real relationship with him and had no intention of supporting him, he was still willing to help him.

But Baihu felt that he had turned the tables and dared to speak loudly.

"This guy gave me a lot of trouble, and now he deserves to be like this!"

If the item hadn't been dyed by Yun Ran, Bai Hu might have smashed the little tower and stomped on it a few times to vent his anger.

In Baihu's mind, falling into the hands of Yunran, a ruthless woman, would only lead to a worse fate.

After grumbling and cursing at the little pagoda for a while, Baihu finally returned it to Yunran with a look of satisfaction.

At this point, they reached the exit.

Having not seen real natural light and the high-hanging sun for a long time, Yunran felt a long-lost sense of happiness upon seeing these again.

Yunran closed her eyes for a while to adjust before opening them, but her eyes were still a little sore and she produced some tears.

I couldn't help but sigh, "Humans are indeed better suited to living in the sun. Without sunlight, no matter how good or how closely it is simulated, it is not the most suitable place to live."

Is the underground palace bad? Definitely not. The huge underground palace has everything.

Not only are there expensive items, but they even have a hot spring bath, which is something that ordinary people can't afford.

But for Yunran, nothing was as comfortable as lying on the grass and basking in the sun.

When she finally saw the outside world clearly.

Yunran stared in astonishment at the scene not far away, where there were traces of lightning strikes everywhere. The once beautiful garden had been turned into ruins.

"When did this lightning strike this place?!"

If she remembered correctly, there had never been any lightning strikes on the Death Mountain side.

I didn't think much of it before, but now it seems that the inability of the heavenly lightning to strike is clearly related to the Demon-Sealing Tower.

(End of this chapter)