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Chapter 934 You little brat, trying to compete with me! (2nd update)
It would be a lie to say she wasn't moved, but Yunran truly didn't need Longling's medicine at this moment.

"I've already taken the medicine. The injuries on my body were caused by the repulsion and compression of this space, and they need time to heal."

Long Ling knew this in his heart; the injury on his own hand was the best proof of it.

If the medicine he produced were effective, his hand injury would have healed long ago.

"Alright, but you should still keep this medicine."

As she spoke, Long Ling handed the medicine to the little paper doll, since Yun Ran was currently unable to move around.

Yunran didn't stand on ceremony, and the little paper doll very sensibly stepped forward and took the medicine.

Then they started bandaging Long Ling's broken hand.

Soon, Long Ling's hand injury was bandaged up, and at this moment, he and Yun Ran looked quite like brothers in distress.

"How did you find this place?"

Although Yunran left clues and had the little paper figure guarding the side.

But under normal circumstances, people who know the news would only think that Yun Ran went down the cliff to investigate something.

Long Ling was sitting on a rock, and seeing Yun Ran enjoying herself on the beanbag chair, she felt a little bit resentful.

"Hmph, you have the nerve to say that? You have no sense of propriety at all, you scared my master half to death!"

I was still in the Death Mountain, helping those idiots from the Special Administration Bureau deal with the aftermath, and it was almost over.

My master sent me a message saying that you've disappeared and fallen into another spatial rift. That's why I rushed here to find you.

"If I hadn't formed a contract with the spirit of the Demon-Sealing Tower, making it easier to tear through the void, my master would probably have had to come himself!"

Yunran: ...

Yunran felt strange seeing her beloved junior uncle being addressed as "Master" by Long Ling.

"Well, that's my junior uncle..."

Before Yunran could finish speaking, Longling broke down and jumped up.

“That’s my master. I even kowtowed to him. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he would still be my master!”

Yunran opened her mouth, but in the end, she kept it closed.

She stopped playing these games of vying for favor when she was five years old.

Seeing that Yun Ran was 'speechless', Long Ling immediately felt that she had won the argument.

He snorted again, his expression clearly saying: You little brat, trying to compete with me!

Having won and feeling much better, Long Ling sat down again, no longer caring about her earlier annoyance with Yun Ran's beanbag chair.

Long Ling looked around the cave with some disdain, but ultimately didn't say anything unpleasant.

After taking the medicine, he was feeling a bit weak and needed to rest for a while.

"I'm going to rest for a while, please don't disturb me!"

As she spoke, Long Ling closed her eyes and instantly fell asleep.

Yunran looked at Long Ling, who had come to find her without hesitation because of a single sentence from her junior uncle.

He wasn't so speechless about the fact that the other man insisted on recognizing his junior uncle as his master.

Thinking of her junior uncle, Yun Ran felt a pang of guilt.

When she was brought into the novel world by the ginseng fruit, her junior uncle must have been extremely worried when he lost contact with her.

After that, she even sent a spirit puppet to find her. Yun Ran knew without even thinking about the price she had to pay for that.

This time, she came looking for the Heavenly Book and discovered a clue, but she didn't tell her junior uncle immediately, which made him worry again. However, the fact that she knew so quickly that she had fallen into a spatial rift suggests that her junior uncle must have gone to see the ancestor.

Meanwhile, Junior Uncle was pacing anxiously back and forth in Qingfeng Temple.

He invited the ancestor several more times, but unfortunately, the ancestor never appeared again.

It's unclear whether the ancestor didn't want to deal with him, or whether the ancestor's previous investigation of Yun Ran's location had affected his chance to descend into this world through the memorial tablet.

I just hope that Long Ling can find Yun Ran.

Otherwise, Junior Uncle was genuinely worried that Yun Ran wouldn't be able to return using only the Demon Locking Tower's physical form.

Just then, the dragon spirit's aura suddenly disappeared.

It was as if he had never existed in this world.

The junior uncle's anxious expression immediately disappeared, and he looked towards the direction of Mount Wuhuang.

"It seems that Long Ling has also fallen into that spatial rift. This time, both the main body and the spirit of the Demon-Sealing Tower are here. Hopefully, they can help that brat find a way back!"

As for whether Yunran might die in that spatial rift, Junior Uncle wasn't worried.

Yunran was taught by them step by step, so there was no problem with her survival.

His only worry was that it would be easy for Yunran to fall in, but difficult for her to come back.

Now that the Dragon Spirit has also been sent in, both the main body and the spirit of the Demon Locking Tower are still there, increasing the probability of its return by at least tenfold.

With less worry about Yunran, Junior Uncle is now preoccupied with Qingfeng Temple.

With Yunran gone, things should be fine for the time being.

But as time goes on, with the abbot of Qingfeng Temple and the chief disciple Renshenguo no longer around, people's hearts will become restless.

Although Junior Uncle can do many things, maintaining stability at Qingfeng Temple is still a bit of a challenge.

"No, I need to find an opportunity to show my face and let the other forces in the Xuanmen know that Qingfeng Temple has someone in charge!"

I need to create a puppet body for myself.

After thinking for a moment, Junior Uncle walked into Yunran's storeroom.

Given Yun Ran's collecting obsession, there must be this material for making puppets in the warehouse.

No one else, no matter how hard they tried, could get into Yunran's warehouse, let alone take anything from inside.

But Yunran's traps were just decorations to Junior Uncle, who could easily penetrate them.

Soon, Junior Uncle found suitable materials among Yun Ran's 'treasured junk'.

Ignoring the excessive energy consumption of his own spirit puppet, Junior Uncle continued to expend energy to refine the puppet.

The fact that Yunran and Longling's auras had completely disappeared was already a highly confidential matter.

But the demon king, who was searching for treasure in the Death Mountain, suddenly began pacing back and forth.

The little paper figures had already shared the information.

Therefore, the little paper figures watching the white tiger from the side of the Death Mountain also clearly knew this.

They knew better than anyone that without their master's restraint, the white tiger, with its unruly nature, would certainly not behave itself.

They immediately stared intently at the white tiger, ready to unleash their electric sparks upon it should the white tiger attempt to cause trouble.

The White Tiger had no idea what it meant by Yunran's disappearance.

He even leaned close to the little paper figure, intending to ask if the vicious woman was going to let him go.

(End of this chapter)