Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 1099 - 1095: Forced to Hold Back

Yun Ran didn’t know that using the Marriage Contract would allow Xie Xuzhi to find out.

Even though the terms had been agreed upon early on, it still felt awkward to be caught by the other party.

After soaking in a bath, Yun Ran happily went to bed to sleep, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, the Little Paperman nervously opened Yun Ran’s tent.

"Master, something has happened!"

Yun Ran, who was dreaming, suddenly opened her eyes, clarity shining in them.

She quickly sat up, threw on her clothes, her movements swift.

The Little Paperman, accustomed to seeing grand scenes, typically wouldn’t panic like this.

"What’s going on?"

The Little Paperman’s face, usually dark, now showed a trace of shock.

If Yun Ran wasn’t the Little Paperman’s master, it wouldn’t be possible to discern such an expression on its face.

"Master, it seems Lotus City has been sealed by something, and sunlight can’t reach it!"

Each word made sense to Yun Ran, but strung together, she felt bewildered.

"What do you mean sunlight can’t reach it?"

The Little Paperman didn’t know how to explain, so it just reached out to pull Yun Ran along.

"Master, follow me and you’ll see."

Yun Ran hurriedly put on slippers and followed the Little Paperman out of the tent.

Then she saw a scene that left her dumbfounded.

At this moment, the first rays of sunlight had emerged, and under normal circumstances, it should flood the earth without being blocked by clouds.

However, the scene before her showed everywhere else was bathed in sunlight.

But the entire Lotus City, from afar, appeared shrouded in shadow, a stark contrast to the world on the other side of the wall.

The Little Paperman swallowed: "Master, is this the crisis you mentioned that would wipe out Lotus City?"

Now, Lotus City is a place where even light can’t penetrate, giving an eerie feeling just by looking at it.

It’s as if the whole Lotus City has been pulled into the Ghost World.

No wonder earlier, when the master just calculated a slim chance of survival for Lotus City, her own fortune plummeted, almost losing her own safety.

If this is the situation, the Little Paperman deeply understood how terrifying the Lotus City’s catastrophe is.

Yun Ran’s expression at this moment was equally grim.

The calculated result and the sight before her eyes held an essential difference.

Yun Ran murmured, "Is this the human purgatory Lü Wu mentioned she experienced?"

If that’s the case, Yun Ran could understand Lü Wu.

After so many cycles of life, seeing countless shocking tragedies, it’s understandable for someone to become cold-hearted.

The Little Paperman instinctively moved closer to Yun Ran: "Master, what should we do now? Just wait here?"

Logically, as part of Qingfeng Temple, upon seeing such a scene, we should be at the forefront.

But Yun Ran’s situation clearly makes it impossible, and if she goes, the last thread of hope might be destroyed.

"So many lives... even I have to proceed with caution."

Meanwhile.

In Lotus City, many citizens were up early to start a new day.

Those diligent people aimed to use every morning minute for making a living, truly unafraid of hardship.

Those making breakfast got up early, setting up their stalls, ready to start business as soon as daylight broke.

But after a long while, despite steaming buns and dumplings ready and familiar customers purchasing early, the sky still remained dark.

The breakfast stall owner packed and collected payments swiftly by lantern light.

After a while, he curiously looked at the sky: "Huh, why is it taking so long to lighten today?"

At first, no one realized the severity of the issue.

They thought it was just an exceptionally early hour.

Many who came to have breakfast also habitually checked the sky to determine the time.

The sky remained dim and gloomy, leading them to think it was still early, causing them to leisurely sit and eat.

Some even chatted with others as they ate breakfast.

It wasn’t until the breakfast stall sold out of buns and dumplings that they realized something was off.

The owner tugged at his wife, helping nearby: "Dear, don’t you think there’s something wrong with today’s weather?

In the time we usually sell out, it should be daylight. Why is it still so dull today?"

Those in the breakfast business might occasionally misjudge the time, but never to such an extent.

Nearby breakfast-goers didn’t initially pay attention until they heard the owner and his wife muttering.

One person, biting into a bun, subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"Huh... right, why hasn’t it brightened?"

This statement, loud and clear, sparked commotion like a single drop of water into hot oil.

Someone timidly suggested, "Could... could this be the end of the world?"

"Nonsense! If you don’t know how to speak, then stay quiet!"

"I say, you’re all too jumpy. We just misjudged the time and left home early; it’s not such a mystery!"

...

Similar conversations occurred elsewhere, akin to the breakfast stall’s scenario.

In a clinic, hurried footsteps approached from afar.

The bedridden steward, hearing the sound, changed his expression slightly.

During their time at the clinic, they learned about the place’s regular schedule and routines.

It was morning, yet such hurried steps from doctors or apprentices were unheard of.

Daoist Changshan looked at the steward.

The steward understood immediately, struggled to rise, and hid under the bed, as his current lack of strength couldn’t aid them.

Daoist Changshan no longer needed a crutch and could walk, standing ready behind the door.

The door curtain was suddenly flung open, revealing familiar figures to Daoist Changshan.

If not for seeing familiar faces, Daoist Changshan might have acted impulsively.

The leading person skipped greetings, face filled with urgency.

He rushed to Daoist Changshan, exclaiming, "Something’s wrong, something has happened, a major incident in Lotus City..."