Chapter 1412 - 1408: Clearly Possessed by Evil!

After the extreme pain, even the mundane becomes the ultimate happiness.

Dragon Spirit relaxedly slumped back, his face full of a "survived a disaster" expression.

"Can’t you find a way to reduce my pain a bit? And you’re sure you’re really saving me?"

This kind of pain is no different from being skinned and having one’s tendons pulled.

Fortunately, it didn’t last long, or else Dragon Spirit felt he really would have flipped out!

"Can’t! Didn’t you see my face turn pale? The backlash I endure is ten times yours; I’m not even complaining."

Dragon Spirit’s expression suddenly froze, obviously not expecting such a result.

He had just casually asked.

Given his relationship with Yun Ran, he naturally knew, Yun Ran might be somewhat wicked, but wouldn’t resort to such means to treat him.

"You, you, you..."

Yun Ran tidied her sleeves, giving Dragon Spirit a sidelong glance: "Tongue-tied?"

Dragon Spirit suddenly felt as if someone was choking him.

If Yun Ran hadn’t spoken, he wouldn’t have even known that she was enduring the pain from the backlash...

Sentimental words, he couldn’t say them, Dragon Spirit’s eyes got a bit red.

But Yun Ran didn’t notice because her head was buried in that booklet again.

"Alright, as long as we’re not dead, everything’s manageable. If you’re idle, go and keep an eye on things; among the refugees, there will surely be some hotheads, we should be aware!"

Talking about serious matters, the sentimentality in Dragon Spirit’s heart instantly dissipated.

"Alright, with me watching them, I won’t let any party scheme against us."

After Dragon Spirit lifted the carriage curtain and went out, Yun Ran’s previously composed expression immediately twisted in pain.

"Hiss~"

Only the heavens knew how difficult it was for her to feign calmness; the pain from ten times the backlash is no joke.

It was only because Dragon Spirit was sitting opposite her that he didn’t notice Yun Ran’s back was completely soaked with sweat.

"Damn soul-devouring beast, damn backlash, I almost got killed from the pain!!!"

Boohoohoo...

If it weren’t for avoiding the troubles caused by causation, Yun Ran would never have released the soul-devouring beast.

Only by pretending that Dragon Spirit’s dragon core was eaten by the soul-devouring beast could they avoid the causation and the Heavenly Dao rules from detecting the extraction of Dragon Spirit’s dragon core.

However, because the soul-devouring beast itself isn’t a good creature, when devouring life, it might be detected and marked.

Therefore, Yun Ran still had to set up a grand array exhausting her essence blood, to conceal the aura of the soul-devouring beast and the secret of cheating to devour the dragon core.

This led to both Dragon Spirit, who had his dragon core extracted, and her, the one performing the ritual, having to endure corresponding backlashes.

They’ve only drawn twice so far, and there are still ten more to go.

Once all twelve draws are completed, even if Dragon Spirit cannot escape the death calamity, the dragon core preserved by the deceitful trick could have a chance to re-grow spiritual wisdom.

"Cough cough cough..."

The backlash’s consequences are not merely limited to pain.

A surge of qi and blood rushed upwards, Yun Ran coughed several times, and a trace of blood trickled down the corner of her mouth.

Yun Ran raised her hand to wipe away the blood, indifferent to the fact that she spit blood from the backlash.

Her only worry was that her cultivation realm was not enough; the previous essence blood grand array wasn’t stable enough to fully conceal this special trick.

If careless and triggered the rules of heaven and earth, who knows what kind of shocking execution might descend.

Junior Master had said that these methods absolutely cannot be used unless in an utterly desperate situation; even a slight mistake could lead to doom.

Thinking of these, Yun Ran felt a headache.

Yun Ran shook her head vigorously; enough of these troublesome matters for now, let’s continue deducing from the booklet to relax a little.

"Knock knock knock..."

The sound of knocking came from outside the carriage.

Though Yun Ran felt a bit speechless, she still put on a mask and lifted the curtain.

Everyone in the caravan knew that Yun Ran’s carriage shouldn’t be approached lightly unless there’s something important.

Beside the carriage stood a young and strong man; Yun Ran remembered him as the confidant of the Young Prince.

"What’s the matter?"

Yun Ran’s voice was icy, but the Young Prince’s confidant dared not show any dissatisfaction, exuding respect from head to toe.

"Immortal Master, there’s a thorny issue on the Young Prince’s side; he requested your presence."

"Got it!"

Yun Ran let down the curtain, donned her cloak to conceal her figure, and disembarked from the carriage.

While inside the carriage, there was an array set up to block out most of the noise.

Now off the carriage, Yun Ran felt as if she was in a large marketplace.

Looking up, the originally lush mountains surrounding the area, now just after a few days stay.

The nearby mountains started revealing their bare ground.

Yun Ran seriously suspected, at this rate, it wouldn’t be long before the tens of thousands of refugees divided up all the wild vegetables, leaves, wild grass, and the like.

"Immortal Master, this way please."

In a short while, the two arrived at the entrance of a massive tent that could accommodate dozens.

The situation was yet unseen, but a growling sound akin to a zombie assault came from inside.

Yun Ran’s pace paused, secretly making some preparations, before signaling the Young Prince’s confidant to lift the curtain.

The moment the curtain was lifted, a putrid odor rushed toward Yun Ran’s face.

Inside the tent, seven or eight men in guard attire looked no different from zombified humans in the movies.

Their skin showed an abnormal black hue, while their eyes were completely black, not a hint of white visible.

Clearly possessed by Evil!

And restraining these wildly twisting bodies were over a dozen people.

Just seeing the bulging veins on their foreheads revealed the strength of those mindless guards.

Even when their entire bodies were chained up.

The instant Yun Ran stepped in, the previously extremely distressed crowd’s eyes erupted in astonishing brightness.

As if they’d seen some kind of Savior.

"Immortal Master!"

"Immortal Master!"

"Immortal Master!"

...

A dozen voices exclaimed simultaneously; the atmosphere was palpable.

Yun Ran raised her hand, casting her Heavenly Thunder Order; a palm-sized token, it appeared quite ordinary.

The next second, it flew above everyone’s heads, then automatically began to spin.

String-like Heavenly Thunder connectors emerged, finally fiercely striking those thrashing bodies.

"Crackle..."

The sound of electricity hit their bodies, soon dispersing a burnt smell, suppressing the putrid odor.