At the same time, Yun Ran also noticed that three more groups of people had arrived at Death Mountain, and all of them were from the Xuan Sect with considerable skills.
If they were like Arthur and his group from before, she might not have discovered them so soon.
This made Yun Ran a bit perplexed: "How come three groups arrived at once; they can’t all be here for me, can they? I can’t be that unlucky!"
The Heavenly Abandoned Fate on her had already been half suppressed by her Dao inheritance.
As long as she didn’t make a move to reveal her Dao progress, even those old geezers would find it difficult to detect.
Yun Ran quickly convinced herself and began to confidently set up traps and arrays nearby, waiting for those old geezers to walk right into them.
The three groups on Yun Ran’s mind had all taken unconventional routes to get here.
Yet each group had something to guide them.
Once inside, they didn’t roam around aimlessly like flies and headed straight for their destinations.
Wanqi Yu led his confidants, holding the blood ball given to him by his adopted father before he left.
Watching the guidance of the blood ball, the confidant was dumbfounded: "Young Master, isn’t this movement speed a bit too fast?
Moreover, the direction keeps circling around a spot as if trapped in a Ghost Wall. Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with this direction?"
Wanqi Yu was already old enough to understand things when he was adopted.
The confidants he brought were all members of the Wanqi Family, whose abilities and loyalty were unquestionable.
Hearing the confidant’s words, a sliver of doubt also appeared in Wanqi Yu’s eyes.
The little worm in the blood ball, meant for direction guidance, was jumping around erratically, showing no signs of actually pointing the way.
This Tracking Technique was a basic and simple magic, impossible to make errors.
So there’s only one possibility: Yun Ran was up to something.
Thinking of this, Wanqi Yu couldn’t resist a light chuckle.
Although he had never interacted with Yun Ran, his cheap sister, it didn’t mean he didn’t understand her.
The former Yun Ran was just a short-tempered pushover, but fortunately, she never wanted for anything, nor did she fall behind in her studies.
If the cheap sister were an ordinary person, she’d have grown up with the backing of the Hai City Yun Family and their adoptive father.
In the future, she’d surely marry into a well-off, virtuous family and live a happy, peaceful life.
This was the path their adoptive father chose for Yun Ran, the one no one expected her genes to so stubbornly divert her from.
Wanqi Yu had used every means but couldn’t find out when Yun Ran began learning the ways of the Xuan Sect.
Now, Wanqi Yu had to admit that compared to their adoptive father, Yun Ran, his cheap sister, had surpassed her teacher.
Her previous disguises were flawless and now, in one move, her display of skills has soared to the top. It won’t be long before Yun Ran firmly establishes herself in the Xuan Sect.
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The confidant, reflecting on what they’d found out before, was left speechless.
Indeed, anyone who views this young lady with common sense would probably never get out of the pit she’d dug for them.
The other two groups were the Black Robed People and those old geezers waiting to swoop in afterward.
The three groups, different in purpose, were all moving in the same direction.
Luckily, Death Mountain was vast enough; otherwise, they might have met halfway.
Wanqi Yu, careful not to alert others, moved quickly, and avoided any obstructing lives unless it was absolutely necessary to eliminate them.
However, the Black Robed People and those old geezers weren’t so considerate.
Any living being in their way, whether guilty or merely protecting its own tiny patch of land, was wiped out to extinction.
The lives within Death Mountain seemed unconnected but had special bonds with each other.
Soon, these beings got word and started hiding once they spotted anyone.
Arthur, who was having trouble finding his way and had already lost a few brothers, didn’t dare move forward seeing the suddenly cleared path.
"Captain, the road ahead is way too quiet; should we..."
The subordinate wanted to suggest they take the chance to quickly reach the next destination.
Instead, Arthur, with a serious expression, said, "Rest right here!"
The equipment they brought this time came from Dr. Jiang’s lab, unavailable on the market and first-rate in both defense and attack.
If they’d had such gear on previous missions, Arthur was sure there would have been zero casualties.
But now, they’ve already suffered six or seven injuries, and without this equipment, those brothers might have lost their lives.
Under such circumstances, Arthur had to be cautious.
He even suspected that the road ahead was a trap laid by cunning spirits to lure them in and capture them all at once.
"Send drones ahead for reconnaissance, confirm everything clearly!"
"Yes, Captain, right away!"
Arthur could never have imagined that those spirits he feared had already been scared into hiding by indiscriminate slaughters from the old geezers and Black Robed People.
If he knew his cautiousness was needless, he’d probably give himself a few slaps.
Meanwhile, Yun Ran looked at the Heavenly Net she had set up, determined that once anyone stepped into it, none could escape unharmed. She laughed sinisterly.
"I really am a genius~"
After setting the trap, Yun Ran took out her phone and snapped a beautiful picture of herself, capturing evidence of her glorious moment.
A skilled and clever person like her is rare in this world!
He Tu finally caught up at this moment.
His tattered clothes discarded, hair unkempt, and covered in dust from the journey, he appeared dirty.
In stark contrast to Yun Ran’s ease and calmness, they seemed worlds apart.
But right then, Yun Ran spoke cheerfully and sarcastically.
"Why do you look so ragged? Do you not like being neat and clean?"
He Tu squinted, now less angry but his gaze on Yun Ran was even more sinister and terrifying.