"Alright..."

A dark glint flashed in Mo Yuan’s downcast eyes.

The Demon Clan and the Human Clan were sworn enemies, so Song Wanning’s reaction was entirely within his expectations.

He "obediently" followed behind Song Wanning, heading toward Wuyuan City, which lay on the border between the Human Clan’s territory and the Demon Realm.

Wuyuan City was situated at the junction of the two realms and was chaotically managed. Although it had a City Lord Mansion, several successive City Lords had met violent ends, after which no one was willing to take the position. Now, the mansion was nothing more than a decoration.

The moment they entered the city, the two of them instantly felt gazes from all directions sizing them up.

Those stares were not just probing, but also intensely aggressive. However, when they fell upon the mysterious Song Wanning, they quietly retracted, unable to gauge her true strength.

Mo Yuan walked by Song Wanning’s side, silently clenching his fists. ’Once I return to the Demon Clan and restart the Demon Sea, I’ll definitely be able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm quickly!’

’Even Divinity Transformation!’

Wuyuan City was a motley mix of Human and Demon Clan Cultivators. Most of the people here were desperados who couldn’t make it in either realm.

They were all hot-tempered and difficult to deal with.

In her past life, Song Wanning had tried to hide here, but Mo Yuan had led his men to hunt her down, forcing her to flee and find another refuge.

The more she recalled those wretched, painful days, the deeper the smile at the corners of her mouth became.

She chose an inn, booked two adjacent rooms, and then took Mo Yuan to the main hall to eat.

Removing her bamboo hat to reveal her cold, striking face, Song Wanning retracted her powerful aura and sat calmly by the window, gazing outside.

Although Wuyuan City was chaotic, it was a paradise for many Cultivators. Here, strength was the ultimate authority.

Mo Yuan sat stiffly across from Song Wanning, constantly playing the part of a humble, pitiful man. Coupled with his genuinely tragic experiences, his performance was remarkably lifelike; otherwise, he never would have been able to stay at the auction house for so long.

Song Wanning shot him a faint glance, a flicker of mocking amusement in her eyes that quickly vanished.

The food was served, and the two listened in all directions as they ate.

She had originally intended to listen for news about the Demon Lord, but instead, she overheard something that took her by surprise.

"Did you guys hear? The Sect Master of the Mountain Gazing Sect is dead!!!"

"What? The Sect Master of the Mountain Gazing Sect is dead? Wasn’t he a Nascent Soul True Monarch? Who could have killed him?"

"Lately, there have been rumors everywhere that he abused young boys. Could it be that the Mountain Gazing Sect cleaned house?"

"No, no! The story is he had a personal grudge with a Hall Master from the Hundred Ghosts Sect... and got himself killed!!!"

"The Mountain Gazing Sect is still bickering with the Hundred Ghosts Sect about it right now!"

"Hiss! That Hundred Ghosts Sect is so brazen! They even dared to kill the Sect Master of the Mountain Gazing Sect!"

"I know, right! Now the rumor everywhere is that the Hundred Ghosts Sect might be deliberately slinging mud at him because of that personal grudge!"

"I doubt it. That Hall Master from the Hundred Ghosts Sect could have taken revenge at any time, but he chose to strike now. Maybe he was one of the victims..."

"..."

The inn was filled with all sorts of arguments. As for the truth, everyone could only guess.

Sitting by the window, Song Wanning’s hand, holding her chopsticks, paused for a moment.

’In my past life, Xu Zhiyuan also died at the hands of that Hundred Ghosts Sect’s Hall Master, but there weren’t any of these rumors...’

She knew this was no coincidence. That Sect Master of the Mountain Gazing Sect...

’That beast in human form!’

’How is he any different from Qi Xiezi?’

A vicious glint flashed in her eyes. ’An animal like that deserved to be slaughtered.’

Then she heard someone else say, "Now that the Mountain Gazing Sect’s Master has been exposed, Liu Yao is still in hiding. The Mountain Gazing Sect is using all its resources to capture him..."

"I heard even the old ancestor of the Mountain Gazing Sect has gotten involved!"

"Hiss, for real? Didn’t people say he was framed by Song Wanning?"

"Tch, you actually believe that? Liu Yao was most likely cut from the same cloth as that Sect Master..."

"With the disciple recruitment ceremony coming up, the Mountain Gazing Sect is in deep trouble..."

At the mention of Song Wanning and Liu Yao, many people in the inn started laughing.

The story of Liu Yao’s shamelessness had spread far and wide.

Failing as a sycophant and then framing someone else—Liu Yao had earned everyone’s contempt.

Mo Yuan, however, felt nothing as he listened to this gossip.

He only knew the woman before him was the owner of the auction house, not that she was the very Song Wanning everyone was talking about.

’The Human Clan claims to be full of gentlemen of honor, looking down on the Demon Clan, yet they have countless degenerates like these. They’ve all just found themselves a fig leaf to hide behind!’

Mo Yuan’s lips curled into a sneer. He quickly finished his food and followed Song Wanning upstairs, escaping the probing gazes of the others.

"Call me if you need anything."

Song Wanning remained as cold as ever, tossing out just that one sentence before entering her room.

Mo Yuan said nothing, pushing open the door to the adjacent room and stepping inside.

’If Song Wanning were any warmer toward me, I’d actually be worried. This kind of high-and-mighty attitude is exactly in line with the usual demeanor of True Monarchs like her.’

Once inside her room, Song Wanning’s Communication Talisman stirred.

She casually set up an Array Plate, isolating her room from all external detection, before finally activating the Communication Talisman.

"Master, you instructed us to keep a constant watch on Lu Nanfeng’s movements. He’s been looking for someone these past few days..."

The voice of the auction house’s Shopkeeper came from within.

Ever since Lu Nanfeng had found those Elixir Pills for Ye Chuxue, his death date had been moved up.

Song Wanning had arranged for people to monitor his movements and report immediately if anything happened.

Now that she knew he was searching everywhere for someone, it was obvious who he was looking for.

’Ye Chuxue is injured. Lu Nanfeng must be worried sick, right?’

’Too bad he has no idea where Ye Chuxue is. He can only run around like a headless fly, asking for information everywhere.’

She pinched the Communication Talisman, her face betraying no emotion.

The bond of master and disciple they had shared for a lifetime had already vanished in her past life, the moment he used righteousness and morality to guilt-trip her.

He had used grand principles to persuade her to go to her death and persuade the Song Family to accept their slaughter. That was the cause he had sown.

Now, it was time for her to reap the fruit.

"Find a way to tell him Ye Chuxue’s location. Don’t arouse his suspicion."

Song Wanning told the Shopkeeper the location where Ye Chuxue had disappeared. The Shopkeeper had been with her for many years and handled matters capably; she trusted him completely.

After giving these instructions, she asked about Liu Yao.

Upon learning that the Mountain Gazing Sect’s old ancestor was also searching everywhere for him, Song Wanning suddenly smiled.

Others might not know where Liu Yao was, but she knew perfectly well.

She had tampered with Liu Yao long ago.

"Leak his location."

She deactivated the Communication Talisman, her gaze drifting out the window.

Liu Yao.

’The game...’

’...is over.’

...

"Big Brother, no matter how others slander you, I believe you!"

"The rumors in the city are very bad for you right now. I’ll go think of another way!"

Liu Yiyi left the mountains, wanting to enter the city to find a solution.

But she suddenly overheard people discussing how Liu Yao was known to be hiding in the mountains outside the city.

It was no longer a secret.

Liu Yiyi was stunned. Just as she was about to tell Liu Yao to run, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

It was Meng Yang, who had come to clean up the sect.