Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 974 - 970: Titles Are Self-Made

Driven by curiosity, Mo Zhi returned to the underground space and was immediately shocked by the sight of the ice and fire.

Although these methods weren’t aimed at Mo Zhi, everything before her made Mo Zhi feel like she was about to faint.

Especially the howls of various life forms mixed together, Mo Zhi felt her soul body was somewhat unstable.

But the Dragon Spirit seemed completely unaffected.

This made Mo Zhi, whose strength was slightly inferior, nod repeatedly—Dragon King is truly powerful!

The Merit Golden Light on Mo Zhi’s body brightened a bit. Perhaps because she was closer, the impact was greater, which is why she felt her soul body was affected earlier.

The monsters inside the altar were not easy to deal with; just listening to the howls, one could sense its vigor.

Evidently, the Dragon Spirit’s attack had some effect, but not enough to influence it.

Mo Zhi glanced at the altar, and subconsciously, her eyes turned towards the previous Little Jade Tripod.

Her sixth sense told her that the powerful Little Jade Tripod from before might have some connection with this altar.

As she looked at it, the cute, jade-white Little Jade Tripod was emitting a faint, lustrous glow.

The glow surrounded the Little Jade Tripod.

Mo Zhi moved closer to the Little Jade Tripod, and the influence of the unknown monster’s howl from the altar suddenly weakened significantly.

A moment ago, Mo Zhi was still somewhat distant from the altar, and even with the Merit Golden Light Protection, she could still feel anxious and disturbed.

But now, just by getting a bit closer to the Little Jade Tripod, that feeling of irritability dissipated significantly.

Mo Zhi pondered for a moment and moved closer.

This time, the irritability decreased again, but the burning sensation from her finger prior increased.

Mo Zhi’s eyes darted around, then she reached one hand towards the Little Jade Tripod and the other towards the altar.

This was clearly using her body for an experiment.

Soon, two completely different feelings descended upon Mo Zhi’s hands.

The hand near the Little Jade Tripod didn’t have the feeling of an unstable soul body, but it had a burning sensation.

While the hand near the altar felt an ache in the arm and a sensation of falling apart.

Mo Zhi: ...

So, the altar and that Jade Tripod, completely opposing entities, were clearly maintaining balance with each other!

With this major discovery, Mo Zhi’s already somewhat eerie eyes suddenly gleamed brightly.

"Dragon King, the monster inside the altar fears that Little Jade Tripod over there!"

Although the Dragon Spirit was wholeheartedly dealing with the altar, it wasn’t so focused that it couldn’t spare a thought.

The Dragon Spirit turned to Mo Zhi, speaking somewhat irritably, "Then hurry up and help!"

Mo Zhi: ...

She indeed wanted to help, but as a ghost, she genuinely couldn’t. That Jade Tripod could be her nemesis too, no?

Yet facing the Dragon Spirit, Mo Zhi couldn’t muster any defiance and could only say awkwardly, "Dragon King, that Jade Tripod, it can manage me too..."

Now, it was the Dragon Spirit’s turn to be speechless.

If only they had Mo Zhi stay at the tent and bring along the Little Paperman, which would obviously be more useful at this moment.

The Little Paperman lying in the tent was truly bored; it didn’t need sleep, so it wasn’t even interested in counting sheep.

Suddenly, it felt the Dragon Spirit’s intense yearning.

The Little Paperman immediately chuckled to itself, thinking that with its capability as a Magic Artifact, anyone partnering with it would know.

Earlier, those injured people returned, but hardly anyone was intact.

If it weren’t for needing to ensure these people’s safety, the Little Paperman would already be seeking out the Dragon Spirit.

"I thought the Dark Masters in this world had high status and matching strength, but didn’t expect each and every one to be such losers!"

The Little Paperman was quite disdainful of those hurt by resentful spirits.

With just a raise of its hand, it could completely remove the residual resentful energy from these people.

But upon realizing that even the Dragon Spirit hadn’t acted, it decided not to meddle unnecessarily.

The Little Paperman could only continue to stare blankly.

Meanwhile, Xuan Chu followed the guiding Little Paperman, rushing quickly, finally arriving at the campsite of Dragon Spirit and the others.

The Little Paperman immediately hid, thoroughly concealing its aura.

These people were Dark Masters; who knew if they had secret methods to detect its presence.

Xuan Chu had no opinions about this; this wasn’t a familiar environment, and they absolutely couldn’t casually expose their cards.

"Who’s there!"

The remaining intact Dark Masters immediately shouted loudly upon sensing movement!

Just from their voices, one could tell they were somewhat on edge and paranoid.

Xuan Chu appearing here indicated he didn’t plan to conceal his whereabouts, and naturally, his identity had to be revealed.

Anyway, when traveling abroad, identity is self-assigned.

Xuan Chu performed a greeting among Dark Masters to those people.

Only then did he speak, "I’m here for my junior brother. We separated earlier, and now I’ve followed his mark to arrive..."

After pausing, Xuan Chu glanced at those guarded individuals, appearing completely oblivious to their precautions.

He continued, "My junior brother’s surname is Long; he said he’d wait for me in the city, but when I arrived, I couldn’t find him.

May I ask if you’ve seen a Dark Master surnamed Long before? If you have, please inform me of my junior brother’s whereabouts."

The Little Paperman nearly burst into laughter at Xuan Chu crafting an identity for himself.

If the Dragon Spirit knew that he unknowingly became Xuan Chu’s junior brother, he’d likely be jumping with irritation.

Who knew the Dragon Spirit was genuinely proud and haughty, giving face only to the master and nobody else.

The remaining intact Dark Masters immediately lowered their defenses upon hearing Xuan Chu mentioning he was searching for the one who saved them—Mr. Long.

Their vigilance and caution towards Xuan Chu decreased considerably.

The remaining caution belonged to the inherent wariness Dark Masters have towards anyone.

"So you’re Mr. Long’s senior brother!"

"May I know your surname?"

"Mr. Long is still up the mountain."

...

They replied to Xuan Chu’s questions with eager chatter.

Xuan Chu appropriately expressed surprise, joy at finding his junior brother, and worry hearing his junior brother facing resentful spirits.