Looking at the pitiful appearance of the Little Tower Spirit, Yun Ran rarely felt a twinge of conscience, but not too much.

She lowered her eyelids to look at the Artifact Spirit standing before her, who even when standing wasn’t as tall as she was sitting, and spoke plainly: "Naturally, it’s because you are too weak!"

Artifact Spirit: ...

In fact, he wasn’t very eager to know the answer anymore, but he obviously didn’t dare to retort, so he could only continue to endure with aggrieved resignation.

This scene, for Yun Ran, was just routine behavior.

Not only did she have her Heavenly Eye fully open the entire time, but her power was at full display, and she was also blessed with the Qingfeng Temple’s orthodoxy

If even with all this, she couldn’t suppress a small Artifact Spirit, then Yun Ran truly wouldn’t be fit to represent Qingfeng Temple in her travels.

However, to Ma San, this existence was completely mind-blowing, and he couldn’t help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

Fortunately, this was their Lord Divine Envoy, otherwise, if it were an enemy, their Dark Hall would definitely be in big trouble.

Ma San’s eyes instantly flickered with admiration, and if the situation wasn’t so inappropriate, he would have even wanted to perform a five-point prostration in submission to Yun Ran.

Just as Yun Ran was about to ask what exactly this Little Tower Spirit was doing, there was a commotion at the door.

The Little Tower Spirit, with keen senses, couldn’t even maintain his subservient posture before Yun Ran and turned his head directly to look outside.

Though he appeared in the form of a child, he truly had nothing to do with being a child.

The look he gave towards the door was evidently tinged with a trace of disdain and arrogance.

"Go see what’s happening outside!"

As soon as Yun Ran spoke, Ma San’s role immediately manifested: "Alright, Master."

The Little Tower Spirit watched Ma San’s departing figure with some words left unsaid.

Yun Ran wasn’t in the mood to play any guessing games with the Little Tower Spirit about what she might be thinking. Whether he said it or not, she wasn’t really interested anyway.

In the end, the Little Tower Spirit couldn’t hold back anymore, shooting Yun Ran a quick glance and hesitating for a while before speaking.

"Well, I’m just curious, obviously you carry a lot of Merit, even with the aura of orthodoxy, why is it that the people around you have so much negative power?"

Having her hidden aura seen through, Yun Ran didn’t panic in the slightest.

Such Artifact Spirits, and other naturally born beings, have perceptions far beyond humans for all kinds of auras.

She only slightly lifted her eyelid, coldly threatening: "I don’t like talkative people. If you really have such a strong urge to share, I can let you stay with other Life forms."

Saying this, Yun Ran snapped her fingers, and the form of the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast instantly solidified, its nine pairs of eyes fixing sharply on the Little Tower Spirit.

It seemed that if the Little Tower Spirit dared to utter one more useless word, the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast could devour him immediately.

After all, the strongest skill of the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast is devouring.

The Little Tower Spirit was immediately frightened, hiccupping hard, and his small body involuntarily retreated several steps.

The moment the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast appeared, he genuinely felt threatened, a fear more profound than the abilities Yun Ran had exhibited before.

It was a kind of shudder from the depths of the soul, even though he and the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast were not the same species at all.

But that unmistakably glaring Bloodline Suppression was absolutely genuine.

"I... I understand, I definitely won’t say anything unnecessary."

If before the Little Tower Spirit was still thinking of passive rebellion, now, after the appearance of the Nine-headed Ferocious Beast, he was truly well-behaved.

On the other side, Ma San had just stepped out of the Little Tower, but in the blink of an eye, the doorway seemed a bit off.

However, having seen the Artifact Spirit of this Little Tower, the doorway undergoing some changes wasn’t that unusual.

He merely noted these changes silently, planning to report them to Yun Ran later.

For now, his task was to find out what was happening outside, as that was the most important mission.

Don’t underestimate Ma San in the Dark Hall as just a coachman, he’s certainly not a fool.

Having managed to cling to a significant figure, he knew exactly what to do and what not to do.

The Array at the door seemed effective only on the Little Tower Spirit and outsiders attempting to intrude, having no effect on those coming out from inside.

Thus, Ma San smoothly came out, encountering a black mass of people.

The lead person, judging merely by dress and the young, handsome face, bore a demeanor nurtured only by long-seated positions of power.

On others’ territory, Ma San knew to maintain some decorum, but representing his master, he couldn’t give too friendly a face either.

Grasping the balance, Ma San then asked: "What do you all intend to do?"

Those beside Young Master Xue quickly whispered Ma San’s identity.

Everyone present, astutely aware, those whose minds weren’t quite sharp, knew to quietly hang back and watch the spectacle.

Now that Ma San had spoken, they immediately understood that the noble holding the Supreme Invitation Letter had no desire to meet them.

Although a bit disappointed, they didn’t dare to complain or insist stubbornly that Yun Ran come out to see them.

Young Master Xue displayed an appropriate smile: "I am the Young Master of Divine Sword Manor, here to seek an audience with the esteemed holder of the Supreme Invitation Letter to extend the courtesies of a host."

They say you don’t hit a smiling face, let alone, the identity of this smiling person is not simple.

Even if the people of the Dark Hall are very arrogant, under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t provoke people from Divine Sword Manor, after all, the backing behind them is the Divine Hall of Snow Peak.

"So it’s Young Master Xue, please wait a moment, I’ll go report to the Master."

Saying this, Ma San turned and returned to the Little Tower.

The others curiously watched Ma San enter without hindrance, their thoughts suddenly alive with possibilities.

"I’ve heard before that this small tower is very magical, only those who own the Supreme Invitation Letter can enter smoothly, any others daring to intrude would not even leave bones behind; today we’ve truly witnessed it."

"Indeed, I must share this experience with others when I return, this small tower of Divine Sword Manor is indeed wondrous." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Looking at it like this, this small tower might really be a Magic Artifact itself, though who could say, just which great figure crafted such an Artifact."

"What do you think, will the guest with the Supreme Invitation Letter give face to Young Master Xue?"

"Who knows, we’re just here for the show, no matter what happens, it’s no loss to us."

...

Although Young Master Xue didn’t hear these discussions, his heart was anything but calm.

Growing up, he’d never seen this Little Tower being so meek and harmless.