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

How did Chapter 1123 come to be hated?

While Xuan Chu was still pondering what the connection was between these events,

Long Ling suddenly spoke up: "Could it be that Yun Ran is an exception from the start? So, the rules that apply to others don't work for her?"

Upon hearing these words so unexpectedly, Xuan Chu almost choked on his own saliva.

He looked at Long Ling with a hint of helplessness: "If you're really free, you can go back now. I'm just a body of flesh and blood, and I've used up a lot of energy. I need to rest!"

Dragon Spirit: ...

He suddenly felt that Xuan Chu was a bit of a sore loser; why was he kicking people out?

"I said……"

Long Ling wanted to argue further to save face, but Xuan Chu interrupted her.

Xuan Chu had a communication talisman between his fingers.

"If you keep muttering to yourself, I'll tell Yunran that you said she's an oddball!"

Long Lingteng stood up abruptly, his hand transforming back into a dragon claw, clearly intending to snatch the communication talisman from Xuan Chu's hand.

His voice carried a hint of urgency: "How can you be so serious? I was just saying it casually, and you actually complained about it behind my back!"

Xuan Chu didn't care about Long Ling's breach of defense and said calmly, "Now, shouldn't you leave? This is my room!"

Looking at the communication talisman in Xuan Chu's hand, Long Ling mentally rehearsed the action.

The probability of overthrowing Xuan Chu without alerting others is relatively low.

After a while, the dragon spirit's claws returned to the shape of human hands. It patted off non-existent dust to cover its embarrassment.

"Fine, I, the mighty Dragon King, will not stoop to the level of a mere human like you."

With that, Long Ling turned and left.

But at the same time, Xuan Chu was at the top of his mental ledger.

Just when Long Ling thought he had let things go and that Yun Ran wouldn't know about his cricket-related antics behind his back, he realized that Long Ling had already let things rest.

Turning around, the little paper figure following Long Ling betrayed Long Ling.

As Yunran lay in her warm bed, she was speechless when she learned that Long Ling was an oddball when he was cricket fighting.

The petty-minded Yunran also made a mental note of Long Ling, and she would definitely get her revenge the next time they met.

The nights in the mountains are not quiet; various birds chirp and insects hum, but they cannot disturb Yunran's rest.

Just as she fell asleep, the little paper figure guarding outside the tent suddenly turned its head and looked in a direction behind the tent.

The little paper figure reached out and patted the jade pendant, and Mo Zhi's head immediately popped out.

Seeing the direction the little paper figure pointed, Mo Zhi immediately floated over.

Before long, they caught a mandrill and a weasel that had become a spirit.

The mandrill and the weasel were so frightened that they trembled and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

They only sensed the presence of humans here and wanted to come and investigate, but little did they expect to be captured as soon as they arrived.

They were still captured by an incredibly ferocious demon, leaving them completely powerless to resist.

Over the years, many of their kind have been captured, so they harbor a deep and abiding hatred for humans.

In the past, any lone human who appeared in these deep mountains would be killed by them.

Now that they've been caught, who knows what cruel fate awaits them?

Without a second thought, the mandrill wanted to self-destruct. In any case, even if it died, it was unwilling to become a stepping stone for humans.

Mo Zhi had no idea that the mandrill she was carrying was trembling with fear.

He actually has such lofty ambitions now, not only wanting to self-destruct, but also wanting to take her with him.

The little paper creature was afraid that the two creatures would make noise and disturb their master's rest. It flew to the mandrill and the weasel and clearly sensed that they were tainted with a lot of karma.

He immediately stuck several talismans on them.

"I'll deal with you when my master wakes up tomorrow morning!"

The mandrill, about to self-destruct: ...

Humans are truly despicable, not even giving them a chance to die! Ugh, this makes them hate them even more!

The mountain demon and the weasel, sealed with talismans, were left aside.

After thinking it over, the little paper doll thoughtfully covered the two of them with a blanket. The master had said that they did not mistreat prisoners.

The next day, Yunran woke up just as dawn broke.

The little paper figure brought back spring water, heated it up, and then brought it over for Yunran to wash up.

“Master, last night we caught a mandrill and a weasel that had cultivated into a spirit. They are tainted with the karma of human deaths…”

Yunran washed her face before lifting the tent flap and looking at the two spirits lying not far away, covered with blankets.

Yunran: ...

If the little paper figure hadn't told her that it was a weasel, she would have thought it was someone's pet dog just by looking at it.

“Tear the talismans off them.”

The little paper figure immediately got the hang of it and quickly removed the talisman.

Having gained their freedom, the mandrill and the weasel immediately wanted to escape.

Normally, they are very fast, and catching them is not easy.

Many Xuan Masters had tried to capture them before, and the casualties on both sides were not small.

The weasel thought it could escape again this time. Just as it had gathered its strength, it kicked off with its hind legs.

But the result was a huge disappointment for the weasel; not only did it not escape, it was also lifted up in mid-air.

Even if it keeps kicking its limbs, it can't change the fact that it's frozen in place.

The mandrill wasn't in much better shape; it was also frozen in place and could only glare hatefully in Yunran's direction.

Yunran: ...

She didn't seem to have done anything wrong, so why was she targeted with hatred?

"What were you doing here sneaking around last night?"

The imagined thrashing and skinning did not occur. After the weasel twitched its limbs a few times, it heard Yun Ran's calm voice and turned its head somewhat blankly.

"Aren't you going to skin me alive?"

Although Yunran knew that this world in the spatial rift was not very friendly to these sentient beings, she did not know the hatred in the heart of the weasel in front of her.

Hearing the weasel's question, Yunran retorted, "Why would I skin you for no reason?"

The weasels stopped kicking, and Yunran raised her hand; the force that had previously immobilized them had disappeared.

Having gained his freedom, the weasel didn't think about running away this time. Instead, he looked at Yunran with a complicated expression.

"You didn't come here to arrest us?"

Now, Yunran seemed to have guessed something, and a glint flashed in her eyes.

Yunran knew everything about Huang Pizi's life and the karma he had accumulated.

The little paper figure then brought over breakfast and also prepared a can of meat for the weasel.

"Eat up, consider it my toll fee. Besides, I'm not one of those mystical masters, and I have no interest in capturing you monsters and evil spirits."