Song Wanníng glanced at the storage bag, then looked at Wu Yaozu with a trace of amusement in her eyes.
This man could bend and stretch as needed.
Still, she did not relent. She merely gave a glance toward the two Divine Soul stage cultivators.
They immediately understood what she meant, their faces turning pale. Handing over their hell coins felt like ripping flesh from their bodies, but the situation was out of their control. No matter how unwilling, they had to comply.
This woman was just too mysterious, impossible to see through.
Reluctantly, they each took out a bag of yin coins and respectfully placed them on the table in front of Song Wanníng. Their humble attitude was a world away from their initial arrogance.
Song Wanníng waved her hand in the air, and all three bags floated into her palm. A quick count revealed over ten thousand hell coins.
Quite an unexpected bonus.
The irritation from being disturbed vanished.
She stored the three bags into her storage ring and finally withdrew her spiritual suppression. If spiritual suppression affected cultivators greatly, for ghost cultivators who specialized in Primordial Soul cultivation, it was an even stronger bane.
With a properly cultivated Primordial Soul, one had little to fear even in the Netherworld. Thinking this, Song Wanníng was even more eager to continue refining pills. Unfortunately, she had already studied all the formulas she possessed and urgently needed higher-level recipes.
Once the spiritual suppression lifted, Wu Yaozu scrambled to his feet, drenched in sweat with a face ashen and pale.
"Sorry for the disturbance. We will leave immediately!
Thank you, Dàrén, for your mercy!"
Wu Yaozu did not dare look at Song Wanníng. He turned and fled, afraid she would use her pressure again and force him to kneel once more. The rest of the Langya Gang hurried after him, leaving without a backward glance.
The inn quickly returned to silence, as if the Langya Gang had never shown up.
Everyone expected Song Wanníng to be in trouble, but instead, the Langya Gang had made a humiliating escape. Their eyes filled with admiration for Song Wanníng. Some even rushed to pay her bill, eager to show their respect.
Song Wanníng remained calm, finishing her meal, settling the bill, and then leaving the inn. She planned to visit Yuefeng Inn next. Her pill refining had just made a breakthrough, and naturally, her conditions would need updating.
Meanwhile, Wu Yaozu and his group ran at top speed. Only after confirming Song Wanníng could not catch up did they relax and straighten their appearance. Wu Yaozu's face darkened as he turned to his followers. "Not a word about what happened just now, do you hear me? If I find out anyone leaked it, you'll be punished when we return!"
Today's humiliation was too great. If the rest of the Langya Gang heard about this, how could he show his face again?
"Understood, Second Leader!"
The others could only agree, though their eyes were full of disgust. This mess was all Wu Yaozu's doing, and now they had to suffer for it. Still, no matter their frustration, they dared not resist. After all, he had a sister as the gang leader.
They simply could not afford to offend her.
"Hmph, you're wise to know your place," Wu Yaozu sneered, returning to his arrogant, defiant self.
"Let's go. We have to head to Qingfeng Gang. That disciple from Ghost King Valley must be invited back!"
With that, he led the group toward Qingfeng Gang's base.
...
"Dàrén, this is Qingfeng Gang's Song Gang Leader."
The Yuefeng Pavilion manager personally escorted Song Wanníng to Qingfeng Gang's reception hall and introduced her.
"Gang Leader, this is the pill refiner I mentioned…"
The Lady was so outstanding, Yuefeng Pavilion could not keep her hidden. In just two months, Yuefeng Pavilion's reputation had soared. Business was booming, earning several times more than before. If managed well, the future looked even brighter.
"Song Gang Leader,"
Song Wanníng cupped her hands and greeted politely.
This Song Gang Leader was at the peak Unity stage, radiating tremendous aura. Her sharp gaze seemed to pierce everything. Her expression was calm and composed, unfazed by the scrutiny.
The deputy gang leaders seated beside her also sized up Song Wanníng carefully, surprised by her youth. Could those high-level pills really be from her hand?
Such an excellent pill refiner should already be famous. At the head of the room, Qingfeng Gang's sect master smiled faintly, his imposing aura instantly fading.
"How should this young friend be addressed?"
"Song Wanníng."
Song Wanníng did not hide her real name. After all, they did not recognize her anyway.
"Song Wanníng? A good name, indeed," the gang leader chuckled. He thought for a moment but had never heard the name before.
"May I ask if Xiayou is…"
Before he could finish, someone rushed in to report that the Second Leader of the Langya Gang had arrived with reinforcements. The atmosphere in the hall instantly turned tense.
"Hah, the Langya Gang is really bold. Are they here to steal from us?"
"Right, they even sent the Second Leader. Everyone knows that Second Leader is a fool, unworthy of standing on stage!"
"They're deliberately provoking us, aren't they?"
The deputies were furious, angry both at the Langya Gang's intrusion and their disrespect. Song Gang Leader's face darkened but she still allowed them entry.
After all, on Qingfeng Gang's turf, the Langya Gang had no right to act recklessly.
...
"Faster, faster!"
Wu Yaozu hurried to Qingfeng Gang's reception hall, his expression anxious. This time, he had a secret mission to complete. He had to meet the pill refiner in person. But when he rushed inside, he saw a figure he never wanted to see again.
That figure turned back and smiled at him.
In that instant, Wu Yaozu shivered and wanted to flee.
Luckily, he quickly calmed down and forced himself inside.
He dared not meet Song Wanníng's teasing, half-smile gaze the entire time.
The others from Langya Gang felt the same. They wished to stay far away from Song Wanníng.
"Greetings, Song Gang Leader. My sister asked me to send her regards!"
Wu Yaozu was no fool; he knew Song Gang Leader was powerful and avoided provoking her.
"Hmm, does your gang have business here?"
Song Gang Leader glanced coldly at Wu Yaozu, her tone indifferent.
Wu Yaozu naturally understood and quickly said with a smile, "I am here on my sister's orders, wanting to invite the pill refiner from Ghost King Valley to make a pill for us."
He hurried to clarify his purpose, fearing a misunderstanding that his sister was trying to steal talent.
The moment Wu Yaozu finished, the entire hall relaxed.
Everyone's expression softened.
"So that's the Ghost King Valley pill refiner."
The gang leader nodded, pointing to Song Wanníng nearby.
Wu Yaozu and his group were stunned.
The person they had offended was exactly that pill refiner.
This was over!
Just then, a loud shout came from the door.
"Who dares impersonate a disciple of Ghost King Valley?"