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

Chapter 988 It's such a clever little devil!

The little paper figure looked at the two people, who had previously seemed to hate them and wanted to tear them to pieces.

Now, however, they look at it with hopeful eyes, as if it were some kind of savior.

Wow, that's some serious change of expression! The ginseng fruit immediately rolled its eyes.

"You say you're from the temple, so you are. Where's the proof? Besides, you attacked my master before, so why should I help you?"

From the little paper figure, one can clearly see some of Yunran's traits; she is definitely like her master and will not suffer any loss.

Hearing the little paper figure's words, the two people still sitting on the ground gradually calmed down from their previous shock and excitement.

They also suddenly discovered that the prophecy orb left by their ancestors had shattered.

Only then did they hurriedly begin to complete the last task their ancestors had entrusted to them.

That is, to use all their strength to launch the final blow left to them by their ancestors.

However, even they themselves did not know where that final blow landed.

But those were the instructions left by their ancestors, and they had no choice but to follow them.

Therefore, they had long been prepared to sacrifice themselves and made arrangements for their families as quickly as possible.

Then they gathered here and began the final blow.

But they never imagined that their final blow would be so ridiculous.

Not only did they fail to fulfill their ancestors' wishes, but in their severely injured state, they were also targeted and captured.

What's even more frustrating is that the person who came was just a teenager, along with an unknown magical artifact.

Even their staffs have fallen into the hands of others...

Unfortunately, their injuries rendered them completely immobile, making it impossible for them to even take their opponent down with them.

Just as they were thinking that they had let down their ancestors.

The other party actually accurately stated their true identities, and even knew about the existence of the divine cauldron.

At this moment, they had no need to hide anything anymore and immediately wanted to tell the whole story.

They did it for the sake of all the innocent lives in this world.

Just as the high priest was about to speak, he was stopped by the little paper figure.

"Wait a minute, you should go back and tell my master!"

As it spoke, the little paper figure brought over the rope and the wooden cart that it had found earlier.

It only has two hands, so it can't lift all of these people up.

Ginseng Fruit held his staff and didn't care what the little paper figure was doing; he knew the little paper figure knew what it was doing.

What he was more curious about now was what kind of function this staff had that could completely deceive his eyes.

If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, Ginseng Fruit would want to dismantle this staff right now and study it carefully.

The little paper figure quickly tied up all the people sitting cross-legged on the ground healing their wounds and pushed them onto a cart.

As for those who are seriously injured and unable to open their eyes, will moving them so abruptly worsen their injuries?

Then I'm sorry, that's not within its scope of consideration.

"Boss, I'll take them back first!"

As he spoke, the little paper figure pasted ignore symbols on these people and the cart, and then hurriedly left.

Ginseng Fruit, on the other hand, stood there with its staff, examining it from all angles, and had no intention of going back with them.

He didn't care at all about things that even the little paper dolls knew, but he didn't.

The moment he stepped out of the courtyard, the host severed all contact with him. The ginseng fruit knew that there were some things the host felt were unsuitable for him to know.

If it were anyone else, they would have harbored resentment long ago, but for the ginseng fruit, these feelings are less important than eating and drinking.

The little paper figure, ensuring that these people wouldn't die, returned to the courtyard as quickly as possible.

Seeing the person being dragged back by the little paper figure, Yun Ran paused slightly in her teacup.

For the first time, Yunran felt that the little paper doll was a bit too fierce.

She had only been gone for a short while, and she had already brought back so many seriously injured people, and the injuries on these people were very familiar to her.

The little paper figure that was massaging Yunran's shoulders saw this scene and its movements slowed down.

"Master, I've brought them all back. They claim to be from the temple!"

The little paper figure looked like it was asking for credit.

Originally, these people were trying to prove its identity.

But then the little paper doll thought again: if these people told it, it would have to report back to its master. It would be better to let these people come and tell its master in person.

This can save a lot of time by eliminating one transfer step.

It's such a clever little thing!

Seeing the little paper doll looking like it had accomplished something great and made a great contribution, what could Yun Ran do?

My own little rascal, I can only coax and spoil him.

"Mmm, good girl~"

The little paper doll chuckled to itself, knowing that its master would surely praise it.

The remaining two paper figures quickly went to help and pulled the bound people down.

Apart from those who couldn't open their eyes, whose faces were even paler.

The remaining two conscious people were only slightly dizzy, nauseous, and had a little blood trickling from the corner of their mouths again, but otherwise they were fine.

But at this moment, the two of them had absolutely no energy to see who the so-called master who had captured them was.

Their eyes were fixed on the enormous divine cauldron standing before them.

However, this divine cauldron is not quite the same as what our ancestors described.

Shouldn't the divine cauldron be pure white and spotless? The divine cauldron before them was not only pitch black, but it also emitted a stench that only they, the descendants of the temple, could smell.

But within this stench, there was also a faint trace of familiar scent.

"High Priest, is this really the divine cauldron?"

The only other person who was awake looked at the divine cauldron in front of him and had long forgotten whether he was in danger or whether the master of this place would kill him.

His eyes were filled with deep confusion and a thirst for knowledge.

If the divine cauldron has become like this, then all their years of perseverance seem to have been in vain.

The high priest knew more than the other servants of the gods.

When he saw that the divine cauldron was completely black, the light in his eyes seemed to go out instantly.

But he still struggled to kneel down again and bowed deeply to the divine cauldron.

Even the spirit of the divine cauldron was somewhat bewildered.

When these people were first brought in, I sensed a familiar feeling about them.

Before it could even think of anything, it heard these people's voices, some of them loud and boisterous, which was a bit annoying.

(End of this chapter)