The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 492 Mental Suppression!

While Song Wanning was observing the Wolf Fang Gang, the members of the Wolf Fang Gang also noticed her.

Just because she sat there, she looked like a celestial maiden descended to earth, making everything around her pale in comparison.

The group seemed to only see Song Wanning.

The man in the lead strode toward Song Wanning, roughly lifted the beaded curtain at the door, and with what he thought was a cool gliding step, sat down directly opposite her.

"My beauty, are you alone?"

"Want your brother to have a drink with you?"

The moment the man opens his mouth, it's full of frivolity.

The face that was originally presentable suddenly became ugly, making it unappetizing to look at.

Song Wanning stared at him intently, her face expressionless.

The Wolf Fang Gang members followed them in, and everyone looked at Song Wanning with sharp eyes.

It seemed as if if Song Wanning dared to give the man a cold shoulder, they would immediately turn on each other with swords.

"Don't get excited, or you'll scare the beauty."

The man glared at the ghost cultivators, but there was no blame in his words. Instead, it seemed as if he was deliberately showing off his status in front of Song Wanning.

Seeing that Song Wanning still didn't speak, the man felt a little embarrassed. He put away his folding fan and his expression became much more serious.

"I haven't had a chance to introduce myself yet. My name is Wu Yaozu, and I am the younger brother of the leader of the Wolf Fang Gang."

"I came here specifically to invite that alchemist from Ghost King Valley to my Wolf Fang Gang. Today, I met you, young lady, and I feel a strong connection with you."

"As long as you're willing to follow me, I'll take care of all your future cultivation resources."

Wu Yaozu patted his chest, a smug look flashing in his eyes, and said smugly:
"Look at me, I'm so tired of taking pills..."

The closer you get, the more stunning the beauty becomes.

Wu Yaozu had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and he was really itching to get her.

Bringing such a beautiful person back would be a pleasure just to look at.

If it were possible... that would be even better.

Wu Yaozu was lost in thought, his every thought written on his face.

A cold glint flashed in Song Wanning's eyes. So this was the younger brother of the Wolf Fang Gang leader. This guy was really lucky.

However, the name itself is unpleasant to hear.

"Finished talking? You can get lost now."

Dealing with this kind of person is pointless; being polite or not won't help.

Because they don't care about other people's wishes at all.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yaozu's expression changed instantly. He stood up abruptly and then stepped onto the stool.

Do you know who you're talking to?

"Believe it or not, we'll wipe you out right now, and nobody will dare to stand up for you?"

He glanced at the ghost cultivators around him; everyone was just watching the show, and no one was going to meddle.

The other ghost cultivators from the Wolf Fang Gang immediately stood behind Wu Yaozu, their imposing aura pressing down on Song Wanning, trying to intimidate her.

However, the two Nascent Soul stage ghost cultivators' faces turned red, while Song Wanning remained seated on the stool, motionless. Instead, she merely raised her eyes and gave the two a cool glance, causing them to freeze instantly.

They seemed frozen in place by something terrifying, too afraid to move.

Wu Yaozu felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he immediately knelt down with a thud.

Not to mention the Wolf Fang Gang members behind him, all of whom were pale-faced and horrified.

The dangerous situation that was about to escalate suddenly reversed, leaving the onlookers stunned.

"Pfft-"

Some people couldn't help but laugh out loud, because Wu Yaozu's expression when he knelt down was just too ugly.

With one person taking the lead, the others secretly chuckled, inwardly applauding.

These gangs have a history of bullying others and deserve to be dealt with.

But everyone couldn't help but be curious about Song Wanning. How did she, a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, suppress those two Spirit Transformation stage cultivators? Or was she actually concealing her cultivation level?

Inside the inn, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

Meanwhile, the Qingfeng Gang cultivators who had been hiding outside the inn also went into hiding again and did not rush into the inn to interfere.

They were responsible for ensuring Song Wanning's safety and preventing her identity from being exposed, so it wasn't appropriate for her to go out now.

Moreover, this alchemist is exceptionally skilled and has no need for them at all.

Standing in front of Song Wanning, Wu Yaozu was so heavy he couldn't lift his head. Large beads of sweat dripped down his face, which turned a deep purplish-red.

He was both angry and terrified, wishing he could tear Song Wanning to pieces.

"What, you're still not convinced?"

Song Wanning sensed Wu Yaozu's resentment, gave a cold smile, and pushed her aura forward once more.

"what--"

Wu Yaozu felt as if the bones in his body were about to be crushed, and the next second he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up no matter how hard he struggled.

He looked as pathetic as a dog.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators were very anxious, but they were unable to move and could only watch helplessly as Wu Yaozu was pinned to the ground and rubbed against the ground.

The inn fell silent, and everyone stared at Song Wanning with horrified expressions.

How dare they be so arrogant? Could it be that their background is even more powerful than the Wolf Fang Gang?

At this moment, Song Wanning remained seated on the stool, her expression indifferent and ruthless.

She just stared at Wu Yaozu coldly.

One breath...two breaths...three breaths...

"I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go!"

"I'll never do it again!!!"

Wu Yaozu finally couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy.

He realized that this woman was not afraid of the Wolf Fang Gang behind him at all.

This kind of person is not someone he can afford to mess with. He'd better just back down quickly to avoid further embarrassment.

"Young lady...beautiful lady, no...no, ancestor, please be merciful and don't hold it against me!"

Wu Yaozu was really going all out; he just wished he could find a place to crawl into.

Hearing him beg for mercy, Song Wanning's lips curled into a smile.

But the oppressive aura did not recede; instead, it intensified and pressed down on the group of people.

At that moment, the group of people felt an overwhelming force that they could not resist.

The two Nascent Soul cultivators broke out in a cold sweat, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Song Wanning.

This is actually the suppression of the Fusion Stage...

What is her cultivation level?
This is too terrible!

Fortunately, Wu Yaozu surrendered and admitted defeat; otherwise, they might not have made it out of the inn today.

"puff--"

Wu Yaozu was the first to be hit, spitting out a mouthful of blood and instantly becoming listless.

What started as a glimmer of hope has now turned into sheer terror.

He scrambled to grab the stool, looked up, and stared at Song Wanning.

"My lord, I truly know I was wrong, please have mercy on me!!!"

"I...I...I can compensate you, as long as you let me go..."

“Please!!!”

As he spoke, Wu Yaozu took out a bag of ghost money and handed it to the stool, his eyes full of pleading.

Now he was truly afraid. If he angered Song Wanning, she might really kill him!