Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1014 - 1010: I’ll Be Back! (Second Update)
What happened before their eyes was no different from having their flesh sliced with a knife.
The local association’s president, tears streamed down suddenly, often claimed that men don’t easily shed tears, except when deeply grieved.
Now, he was genuinely heartbroken. The contents of this small courtyard alone accounted for about a tenth of their local association’s assets.
If it weren’t for these people from the General Association causing all this, the local president would probably have taken a knife to them.
Nothing is more heartbreaking than a miser-like financial enthusiast watching his slowly accumulated wealth being destroyed.
Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit’s duel was tacitly controlled within this small courtyard.
Their skillful management made it seem to others that they were evenly matched, with neither gaining an advantage.
This was considered the normal level of ’dispute’ between Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit.
But these Dark Masters from the local association, with their own strength and talent, had never witnessed a duel of this caliber before.
"Is this what a showdown between masters looks like? It’s terrifying; we can’t intervene at all at our level."
"It’s not just about not being able to intervene; we can’t even get close. The residual impact could easily harm us!"
"I didn’t expect Mr. Long’s strength to be so formidable. We’re really fortunate. If Mr. Long hadn’t been here this time, we’d have been finished!"
"I wonder who that Black Robed Person really is to dare bully the people from the General Association."
...
The low murmurs of the local Dark Masters were conveniently masked by the sounds of Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit’s fight.
They weren’t heard by those few from the General Association still awake but suffering from immense pain, or they would have had a tough time.
The warm-up fight was almost over, and the display of his black robe was nearly complete.
Of course, Dragon Spirit’s heroic image was also well established by now.
Anything more would be excessive, even seem a bit pretentious, and fake.
Yun Ran snorted coldly first: "Didn’t expect such a master to be hidden here. Today, you were lucky, but next time, you won’t have such good fortune. I’ll be back!"
After delivering the fierce words, Yun Ran directly crushed a fist-sized Demon Core that had almost depleted its energy.
With a loud "bang".
Those local Dark Masters hiding far away watched as a blinding light exploded in midair.
Their reflexes made them close their eyes, and when they reopened them, that completely unknown Black Robed Person had vanished.
Only Dragon Spirit remained, holding a Magic Artifact, glaring angrily at the escaping Black Robed Person.
To act alongside Yun Ran, Dragon Spirit deliberately wore the ordinary clothes sent by the president.
His own clothes were specially made, essentially a defensive vestment robe, and he wasn’t willing to ruin it.
Now looking at his ragged, unrecognizable clothes, Dragon Spirit praised his foresight.
The aura from the Demon Core swiftly dispersed.
Although the energy from the Demon Core was nearly exhausted, a Demon Core kept by Yun Ran was certainly not an ordinary item; its explosion held considerable power.
The flowers, trees, and even some fish in the artificial pond in the courtyard, which were almost dead due to the duel between Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit.
Were revived at a visibly fast pace due to the aura from the Demon Core, growing even better than before.
Everyone’s attention was firmly caught by the shocking scene before them.
No one spared a glance for the ragged, dust-covered Dragon Spirit.
Although the audience’s focus was elsewhere, Dragon Spirit, as a ’dedicated actor’, deliberately wobbled a few times.
Then, he staggered, leaning on his Magic Artifact to stay upright.
Looking like this, coupled with the flattened courtyard, it indeed conveyed a sense of tragic grandeur.
Even if there were some flaws in Dragon Spirit’s act, the scene caused by Yun Ran smashing the Demon Core concealed them.
Xuan Chu’s meditation was complete, and upon opening his eyes, he was informed by the Little Paperman about what had happened.
He intended to help but found the situation already settled.
When Xuan Chu rushed over, he saw Dragon Spirit’s seemingly ready-to-fall appearance and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.
Even though he was allied with Dragon Spirit, the scene before him, to be fair, was indeed a bit exaggerated.
Taking advantage of everyone else’s attention being drawn by the aura of the Demon Core, Xuan Chu quickly stepped forward to support Dragon Spirit.
Exclaiming in a panic, "Junior Brother, don’t scare me, hold on, I’m here to save you!"
Dragon Spirit: ...
If it weren’t inappropriate for the situation, he would have cursed Xuan Chu: Are you an idiot? This is too fake!
Dragon Spirit firmly pinched Xuan Chu’s hand and gave him a look to comprehend on his own.
Then, ’with difficulty’, he supported his body, refusing to fall.
At that moment, Dragon Spirit and Xuan Chu mutually despised each other’s poor acting skills.
With Xuan Chu’s shouts, others seemed to react.
Mr. Long saved their lives, yet they didn’t immediately show concern for him, and a wave of guilt surged in their hearts.
No one anticipated that everything happening before them, as well as their actions, were accurately predicted by Yun Ran. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
Smashing the Demon Core was to facilitate a smooth escape, divert their attention, and ultimately, let them supplement the imagined plot themselves.
"Mr. Long, we really owe you a debt of gratitude. If it weren’t for you, we might have met our end today."
Though initially, they had doubts about the identity of the Black Robed Person.
Seeing the person crush the precious Demon Core to escape successfully, they no longer doubted Yun Ran’s portrayal of the Black Robed Person.
"That Black Robed Person’s skills aren’t low; you better find out who you’ve offended. Forcing him to retreat this time was lucky; next time may not be."
In the face of gratitude, Dragon Spirit still maintained the demeanor of a master, both in tone and expression, as indifferent as ever.
As if the ’fierce battle’ he experienced, nearly dying here, was nothing.
After he finished speaking, Dragon Spirit looked at Xuan Chu, although he didn’t speak, Xuan Chu cooperated very capably.
"My junior brother is injured; I need to take him for healing now. The rest you handle yourselves!"
Xuan Chu’s voice carried a trace of resentment.
Clearly blaming them for offending a formidable opponent and involving them.
