"The Storage Ring on your finger was a gift from me when you first joined."

"This Heavenly Silkworm Immortal Robe you’re wearing, a Mid-grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact, was a gift from me ten years ago."

"The Cloud Chasing Boots on your feet, a Top-grade Flying Magical Artifact, were a gift from me seven years ago."

"The feathered coronet in your hair, a Mid-grade Defensive Spiritual Artifact, was a gift from me five years ago."

"Every single thing on you, from head to toe, was a gift from me. And that’s not even mentioning the Elixir Pills you’ve consumed over the years."

"You eat my food and use my things, yet you still side with outsiders."

"Since you’re so full of pride, you can give it all back to me right now!"

As Song Wanning listed the items on An Ze one by one, the surrounding disciples couldn’t help but look on with envy.

For them, owning even one of these precious treasures would be an extravagance, yet An Ze had shown no gratitude.

At this point, everyone began to feel that An Ze was ungrateful and didn’t know what was good for him.

"You—"

An Ze hadn’t expected Song Wanning to settle accounts with him. He was furious, anxious, and so embarrassed he wished the ground would swallow him whole.

The mocking stares of the disciples around him, in particular, made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Fine, I’ll return them! You really think anyone would want this stuff?"

He craned his neck and roared, angrily starting to strip off his belongings.

In just a few moments, he was left in nothing but his white under-robe. He also emptied his Storage Ring, placing all its contents into an ordinary Storage Bag.

With his hair disheveled, he changed into a pair of plain boots. Then, as if venting his frustration, he hurled everything onto the ground in front of Song Wanning.

’No matter how panicked or miserable I feel inside, I absolutely will not lose face!’

Song Wanning wasn’t angry. She glanced at a Four-legged Beast working on the peak, and with a flick of her wrist, all the items on the ground landed in front of it.

"These things suit you quite well. They’re all yours."

"Song Wanning!!!!"

Seeing this, An Ze’s composure completely shattered.

’Song Wanning is actually calling me an animal!’

Song Wanning, who had been smiling, instantly turned grim. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

As if that wasn’t enough to vent her anger, she followed up with several more slaps, swelling An Ze’s face until he looked like a pig.

"You have no respect for your elders. As a senior of the Sect, it is my duty to teach you a proper lesson."

She deliberately controlled her strength, not allowing An Ze to pass out, but forcing him to feel every single moment of his humiliation.

’I hate her. I’m furious. I want to kill someone.’

’But what could I do?’

’It was ultimately just the impotent rage of the powerless.’

An Ze was so enraged his eyes were bloodshot, hating how helpless he was at that moment.

He swore a silent oath: for the humiliation he suffered today, he would repay her double in the future.

’I will make Song Wanning regret this. I will make her disappear from this world.’ 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

’From this moment on, not a shred of the bond between master and disciple remains between us!’

An Ze was left discarded in a corner, and no one dared to step forward and help him up.

Although Song Wanning was smiling, she looked like a rakshasa. No one dared to provoke her.

Even Ye Chuxue and Bai Yang chose to remain silent, not daring to attract her ire at a time like this.

The scene became incredibly quiet.

The Sect Master held back for as long as he could, but finally couldn’t resist stepping forward. "Junior Sister Song, what you want to do is your business, but for the sake of us being from the same Sect, Junior Brother Gu’s poison..."

He found himself understanding Song Wanning less and less.

Decades ago, Gu Qingyuan and Song Wanning had gone out for training together, and both had returned gravely injured.

Song Wanning, ignoring her own weakened state, had thrown herself into the Alchemy Room just to refine Elixir Pills for Gu Qingyuan and heal his injuries.

But now... she watched Gu Qingyuan suffer from poison, yet she remained completely indifferent.

The depth of her past affection was matched only by the coldness of her present indifference.

’Is Song Wanning just angry, or has she truly fallen out of love?’

"An antidote pill? I do happen to have one."

Hearing this, Song Wanning gave a faint smile and slowly took out an Elixir Pill.

"This pill is called the Hundred Poison Pill. It can neutralize most known toxins."

She deliberately chose the name "Hundred Poison Pill" to spite Ye Chuxue. After all, in her previous life, Ye Chuxue’s Hundred Poison Pill had been famous and incredibly rare.

Sure enough, Ye Chuxue froze the moment she heard the name.

She silently clenched her fists.

"Then hurry and give it to Junior Brother Gu!"

The Sect Master was overjoyed, his brows relaxing.

It seemed Song Wanning had just been angry before. When faced with real danger, she still couldn’t bear to let anything happen to Gu Qingyuan.

But Song Wanning furrowed her brow as if troubled, a barely-there smile playing on her lips as she unhurriedly held up the Elixir Pill.

"I only have this one pill. I’m not sure if I should give it to that innocent disciple, or to Gu Qingyuan."

"To Junior Brother Gu, of course!"

The Sect Master replied without a second thought.

An Outer Disciple versus a pillar of the Sect—there was no need to even consider it.

But as soon as he said this, the expressions of the spectating disciples instantly changed.

Their gazes grew strange, hiding a flicker of indignation.

Although Gu Qingyuan held a high status, he had taken the poison as part of a bet. It was all his own fault.

Wu Dan, on the other hand, was an innocent victim dragged into this by Ye Chuxue. She was still unconscious, tossed in a corner and ignored by everyone...

And now the Sect Master wanted to abandon her to save Gu Qingyuan.

They were all low-ranking disciples. How could they not feel their hearts grow cold watching this?

After speaking, the Sect Master realized his mistake. He gave a guilty cough and began to backtrack.

"What I mean is, Junior Brother Gu’s condition looks more serious... Once you refine the next Elixir Pill, Junior Sister Song, you can give it to that disciple."

"The materials for the Hundred Poison Pill are incredibly expensive. To refine another, I would have to find the ingredients first. It would take at least a month to make a new pill."

Song Wanning shook her head and sighed. "That young disciple won’t last that long."

"What are we to do?"

Seeing a flash of schadenfreude in her bright eyes, the Sect Master’s heart sank. He understood instantly.

’Song Wanning is doing this on purpose!’

’How dare she?’

"Lan Le, Junior Sister Song says she can’t refine another pill right now. Do you have any other solution?"

The Sect Master, suppressing his anger, turned to Lan Le and deliberately tried to provoke him.

In the past, Lan Le had always wanted to compete with Song Wanning, to the point of becoming obsessed with Alchemy.

He would never miss an opportunity to prove he was stronger than Song Wanning.

This time, however, Lan Le just shook his head coldly. "If even Junior Sister Song can’t do it, then this old man is even more helpless."

’Although Junior Sister Song isn’t exactly likable, she’s much easier on the eyes than Gu Qingyuan and Ye Chuxue.’

’Didn’t they look down on me?’

’Then they can suffer the consequences!’

Rebuffed by Lan Le yet again, the Sect Master was about to explode with anger.

’They’re insane! They’re all insane!’

These Pill Masters wouldn’t even give him, the Sect Master, any face! He was so incensed he was huffing and puffing, but for the moment, he was out of options.

Just then, Song Wanning parted her red lips once more. Her voice was melodious and beautiful, yet it was filled with malice and mockery.

"Ye Chuxue, since this whole affair started because of you, I’ll let you decide who gets this Elixir Pill."

’Doesn’t she always preach that everyone is equal?’

’Doesn’t she want to cultivate a kind and selfless image?’

’The choice is right in front of her. Let’s see what she decides.’