Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling

Chapter 1293: Chapter 1289: Master, You Must Stand Up for Me!

Mo Zhi made the mark and turned back to find Yun Ran.

As she passed by the area near the translucent grass, Mo Zhi feared she couldn’t resist, so she deliberately avoided looking at it, rushing forward with her eyes closed.

Unbeknownst to her, as she resolutely left without succumbing to the lure of the translucent grass, the originally harmless and clear grass began to change color.

In just an instant, it transformed from harmless transparent grass into a menacing shape emitting a dark red aura, as if capable of devouring any life form that approached it.

Yun Ran had just grabbed a handful of soil mixed with gravel from the ground, and the icy sensation directly penetrated her bone through the skin’s perception.

At that moment, Mo Zhi returned, craning her neck to look at Yun Ran’s tightly clenched hand.

"Master, have you discovered something? Oh, and I found a hole, which should be the place you’re looking for."

Yun Ran didn’t immediately answer Mo Zhi’s question, but instead glanced around.

A place this cold is typically perfect for ghosts and evil gathering.

Yet the reality is starkly opposite; this place is extremely clean, as if someone had purposely purified it.

Yun Ran opened her hand and let the soil fall freely from her palm.

But when her gaze fell on Mo Zhi, she couldn’t help but furrow her brow.

This frown from Yun Ran made Mo Zhi’s heart skip a beat; she had been with Yun Ran for a long time, and anything that made Yun Ran frown was definitely not good.

"Mas... Master, is there something wrong with me?"

Even though Mo Zhi was now quite powerful, capable of solving many issues that even eminent figures of the Xuan Sect couldn’t resolve.

But deep down, she was still cowardly, especially in Yun Ran’s presence, it intensified.

"I saw you just escaped a certain death omen."

Mo Zhi evading a death omen isn’t something uncommon.

The odd thing is, just minutes before, Yun Ran hadn’t seen any signs of a death omen on Mo Zhi at all.

This is equivalent to Yun Ran having a misstep in her area of expertise.

Upon hearing this, a look of shock appeared on Mo Zhi’s face, followed by a chill down her spine, as she had merely gone to check the path.

The only thing that took a wee bit of her time was that unknown grass...

Yes, the grass!

If there’s anything unusual along the way, it would be the grass; she had forcibly interrupted the final phase of her retreat because of it.

Even though Mo Zhi wasn’t human, she felt as though her body was tightly ensnared by that unknown danger at that moment.

"Mas... Master, I recently discovered a transparent grass emitting light, and I almost reached out to pick it. If I hadn’t been afraid of secretly pocketing treasures behind your back, I might have been gone."

After saying this, Mo Zhi suddenly became angry.

Damned it, if not for her absolute loyalty to the master, she would’ve become the nourishment for that unknown grass by now!

Infuriated, Mo Zhi’s face twisted, and the ghost energy she had kept well-concealed as a Ghost Cultivator instantly re-emerged from her.

The ghost energy on Mo Zhi’s body made the surroundings even colder.

"Withdraw your ghost energy!"

Though Yun Ran wasn’t afraid of the cold that pierced through bones, she didn’t quite like it.

Mo Zhi immediately retracted her ghost energy with a sense of grievance, and pouted, "Master, you must stand up for me!"

That damned grass dared to disguise as prey and nearly devoured her, tarnishing not only her reputation but the master’s as well.

Seeing Mo Zhi’s expression, Yun Ran found it somewhat distasteful, clenched her fingers, and succinctly uttered one word: "Withdraw!"

Just as Mo Zhi wanted to continue to seek sympathy, she instantly returned to normal.

With Mo Zhi’s current strength, if a no holds barred fight began, Yun Ran felt she might not escape unscathed.

Yet, such a formidable Ghost Cultivator managed to be schemed against right under her nose.

That is to say, the real target of the unknown grass’s success in manipulation was actually both her and Mo Zhi.

If Mo Zhi hadn’t stopped at the last moment, Yun Ran felt she might not have been able to save her in time upon realizing she was in trouble.

But the more this happened, the more curious Yun Ran became about this grass, which had a lethal attraction to ghosts yet seemed insignificant to humans.

Additionally, the cleanliness of this place is oddly unnatural, making Yun Ran suspect that the local ’inhabitants’ might have long been devoured.

"Such an impressive grass, I do want to see it!"

Seeing Yun Ran going to bat for her, a trace of excitement immediately appeared on Mo Zhi’s face.

"Master, this way, I’ll guide you!"

Meanwhile, Mo Zhi internally griped: Damned thing dared to scheme against her, truly seeking death!

Half an hour later, Yun Ran followed Mo Zhi to the place where the grass grew.

If it weren’t for the Demon Core used as a light tool, such a pitch-black place would be truly difficult to navigate.

Before getting close, Yun Ran spotted the transparent anonymous grass.

It’s not that its appearance is particularly stunning, simply that it’s transparent.

The Demon Core’s light shines on it, and the transparent grass at this moment looks a lot like dazzling white glaze.

Mo Zhi, walking ahead in good spirits, was about to enthusiastically report to Yun Ran.

But as she noticed that bright shine, her eyes couldn’t help but be attracted.

Then her whole body seemed completely out of control, stepping forward, her eyes showing undisguised infatuation.

It was at this time that the previously vanished death omen reappeared on Mo Zhi.

No need to probe further, it’s clear this grass was indeed the root cause of Mo Zhi’s death omen.

"Mo Zhi, stop!"

Yun Ran spoke, yet the usually obedient Mo Zhi seemed to be deaf, unable to hear anything.

This scene made Yun Ran chuckle coldly, her eyes filled with fatal danger.

"Heh, bold indeed, trying to devour my ghost right before my eyes, clearly disregarding me entirely!"

When Mo Zhi was merely half a meter away from the grass, an anomaly occurred.

The previously seemingly harmless transparent grass suddenly transformed, countless fine dark red threads emerged from its roots.

Excellent predators know to strike only when their prey enters the optimal attack range for the safest kill.

Yet the situation now reveals that the grass has struck prematurely.