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

Chapter 995 I didn't mean to hurt anyone~ (2nd update)
Yun Ran has plenty of treasures, so the staff isn't her primary concern right now.

When the ginseng fruit saw that its host's gaze had fallen on the ginseng spirit, its smile became even brighter.

He knew the host would want to ask questions, which is why he didn't kill the ginseng spirit and left it with its last breath to ask questions.

Yun Ran raised her hand and made a grasping motion, and a suction force pulled the ginseng essence, which was tightly bound by talisman paper in the ginseng fruit's hand, directly into her own hand.

I don't know if it's because this "ginseng essence" takes up the word "ginseng" that makes the ginseng fruit feel offended.

They started applying eye drops whenever they could find a spare moment.

"Host, you absolutely must not let it off the hook. A perfectly good medicine for treating illnesses has become a creature that seeks to steal money and kill people after it has become sentient."

Those who were killed by it were so innocent. They had only gone to dig up some medicinal herbs and, incidentally, devoutly worshipped the stone carvings of those gods.

Unexpectedly, not only did this creature devour the medicinal herbs they had dug up, but it also robbed them of their lives through a contract.

The more Ginseng Fruit talked, the angrier it became, wishing it could give the ginseng spirit a few more good beatings!

The moment the talisman was torn open, the ginseng spirit, with its last breath, tried to attack Yun Ran in order to save its own life.

But imagination is beautiful, while reality is cruel.

The ginseng spirit's final strike would have a chance of winning against an ordinary person or someone of average strength.

Unfortunately, this attack was no match for Yun Ran; it wasn't even worthy of making Yun Ran frown.

Yun Ran pinched the ginseng spirit, which was emanating death energy, and moved it away a little with some disgust.

"This deathly aura really stinks. It's not always a good thing that my nose is too sensitive!"

The ginseng spirit desperately tried to corrupt the human before it with its death energy, for it clearly sensed something within this person that could heal it.

If it can be absorbed by this person's vitality and the healing substance on their body, then it will return to its original state.

Strangely, the deathly aura seemed to have encountered some kind of nemesis; it couldn't even spread, let alone corrode the clouds.

They huddled together, looking pitiful.

If someone unaware of the inside story saw this scene, they would probably think that the ginseng spirit, which had already become demonic and was being held in Yun Ran's palm, was the victim.

Looking at the ginseng spirit that had transformed into a demon and clearly lost its mind, Yun Ran felt a few golden rays of merit emanate from her palm.

The golden light of merit quickly merged into the ginseng essence's body.

This really upset the ginseng fruit. Although the host wouldn't mind using a little merit and golden light, it felt like a waste to use it on something so stupid and wicked.

Then, the host spoke up: "Now, can you speak?"

So, it turns out, they wanted to get some clues from the ginseng spirit. If that's the case, then I won't feel bad about it.

Generally speaking, it's appropriate to interrogate those who are on the verge of death, give them some medicine, and let them hold on.

After the golden light of merit merged into the ginseng essence's body.

The ginseng spirit, which had been somewhat frenzied, quieted down, and the deathly aura surrounding it faded considerably.

【(╯▽╰) It smells so good~~, I want more!】

Yunran: ...

It seems this guy isn't very intelligent, which is why he's been affected by this deathly aura.

It's a pity that such a rare ginseng spirit, one in a thousand years, was turned into a monster and became a harmful entity. Before, the ginseng spirit acted purely on instinct, wanting to devour Yunran to strengthen itself.

But when the golden light of merit entered its body, its somewhat frantic intelligence recognized that it was the golden light of merit, and it still looked at Yun Ran with some greed.

With a slight pull, Yunran tore off half of the ginseng spirit's body.

The ginseng fruit, which had just thought its host was too kind and should be ruthless towards these bad things, opened its mouth.

He swallowed the words, "That seems a bit too harsh."

Well, the host must have her reasons for doing this.

“Speak properly! Although you have been transformed into a demon, you have long since turned from a life-saving medicine into a harmful poison.”

However, if we examine your core structure closely, we can still find something useful.

With its main body torn in half, the ginseng spirit was somewhat bewildered. Who would start attacking right away without a word?

Shouldn't we threaten it first, warn it, and then teach it a lesson if it doesn't cooperate?

The ginseng spirit looked at its other half of its body, which had been torn off and thrown aside.

A ball of fire covered it, and in no time, the half of its body that it itself disliked turned into a cloud of black ash.

Ginseng essence:…

Very good, this threat is indeed very effective; at least, it has truly threatened it.

He immediately spoke, somewhat timidly: "Whatever you want to ask, as long as I know it, I'll tell you!"

Yunran was satisfied now; she liked this kind of person who was pragmatic, sensible, and easy to manage.

"Tell me, how did you become like this? And where did you learn that you made a pact with humans through prayer, plundering their life force?"

The ginseng spirit was somewhat stunned upon hearing this.

It thought that the dangerous woman in front of it would ask if it would submit to her and become cannon fodder under her throne of glory.

The reason it has such thoughts is naturally because such things have happened before.

But when facing Yunran, the ginseng spirit obviously didn't dare to say anything off-topic and honestly began to answer Yunran's questions.

I was a hundred-year-old ginseng growing well in the mountains, just about to develop sentience, when I was captured.

If I were eaten like the others of my kind, that would be the end of it all; at least I would have died a worthy death.

But I wasn't eaten; instead, I was replanted in a disgusting place.

I didn't know where I was, nor how much time had passed. Later, I developed sentience, but my body had already merged with the deathly aura.

I was taught how to make a pact with people through their prayers and take away their life force, but I don't remember who it was.

Later, I was beaten and injured, and I fled all the way to that mountain. All the things I did were to heal my wounds, and also out of instinct. I didn't mean to hurt anyone.

As the ginseng spirit spoke, a deep sadness filled his voice.

It's probably the most tragic thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, lacking this.

Even now, it still doesn't know who did this to it.