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

Chapter 500 The Lord has refined the elixir!!!

Meng Dong's smug expression froze instantly. He hadn't expected Wu Rouyun to not only not keep him, but to say something like that.

He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to be arrogant with Wu Rouyun.

With his face flushed red, Meng Dong was about to say something when Wu Rouyun slapped him away.

"Bam—"

Meng Dong fell straight off the railing at the entrance and landed in the lobby on the first floor.

Wu Rouyun's expression was indifferent. She flew directly from the second floor and landed next to Meng Dong, where she immediately crippled him.

"You traitor, who do you think you are to threaten me?"

The loud noise startled everyone, and they all opened their doors and looked over with curiosity.

The gang leaders also came out one after another, looking at the two with ambiguous expressions.

Standing on the second floor, Chief Song was about to make a sarcastic remark when he saw Wu Rouyun's communication talisman light up again.

"Sister, sister!!!"

The transmission talisman carried Wu Yaozu's excited, incoherent voice.

"Sister, I—my mother—oh dear—"

"What nonsense?"

Wu Rouyun shouted sharply, but her heart was pounding.

"Sister, the Lord has refined three Super Grade Spirit Communicating Pills!!! And they're even three Top Grade Spirit Communicating Pills!!!"

"My goodness, you have no idea, the lady is simply inhuman! She has refined hundreds of low-grade pills, all of them of the highest quality, and even some ninth and tenth grade pills!"

"It's only been a few days!!!"

Wu Yaozu's words were full of shock and amazement; if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it was true.

What kind of twisted beings are adults?

His voice echoed throughout the inn, and all around was completely silent.

Everyone's faces were filled with confusion and disbelief, and the gang leaders' expressions changed drastically as they turned to look at Wu Rouyun.

His eyes were full of doubt.

Is this a smokescreen by Wu Rouyun to mislead everyone, or is it the real deal?

Only Chief Song felt a jolt in his heart, as if a string in his mind had snapped.

Lying motionless on the ground, Meng Dong stared blankly, his eyes distorted as he muttered to himself.

"Impossible, impossible..."

If that's true, then he's become a complete joke.

"Alright, put the pills away safely, I'll be right back!!!"

Wu Rouyun disregarded everything else and rushed out of the inn, heading back towards the Wolf Fang Gang.

The other gang leaders exchanged glances, a sense of foreboding creeping into their hearts.

"Let's go check it out and see if the Wolf Fang Gang is just playing a trick on us!"

"Exactly, Wu Rouyun is definitely acting. Besides the Valley Master of Ghost King Valley, who else could refine a top-grade pill?"

The gang leaders were unwilling to believe that Song Wanning had actually refined a top-grade pill.

But their thoughts are complicated.

If one more person could refine top-grade pills, then these people would also have a chance to advance in their cultivation levels...

The gang leaders had different thoughts, and many of them began to feel fortunate that they hadn't embarrassed Wu Rouyun from the start.

Song, the gang leader, was lagging behind and felt a little panicked. He quickly sent a message to Wu Mingxu and the other man.

He hesitated, worried that he might be making the wrong choice...

The gang leaders all ran away in a flash, leaving a bunch of disciples standing helplessly in the inn.

……

In the courtyard of the Wolf Fang Gang, Song Wanning sat with Wu Yaozu standing respectfully beside her, carrying tea and fruit. Below them were a row of disciples carrying various foods.

Everyone stared at Song Wanning with admiration, hoping she would choose the food they brought. That way, they'd have something to brag about when they went out!
You have to understand, they had a lot of trouble getting this job.

"Sir, are you satisfied with these? I didn't know your taste, so I took the liberty of arranging them!"

"If you don't like it, sir, I'll have someone redo it right away!"

"You've worked so hard to refine so many pills, sir. We, the Wolf Fang Gang, are deeply grateful..."

At this moment, Wu Yaozu acted like a lackey, fawning to the extreme.

His face was beaming with joy.

Even Song Wanning's ghost servants were arranged to the side, with a feast laid out in front of them.

There are even people specifically serving you food.

Song Wanning took a sip of tea, her expression calm, neither pleased nor angry.

She casually ordered two dishes and left them, then began to eat slowly and deliberately.

Refining so many pills must have been exhausting.

After she finished eating the food in her bowl, Wu Rouyun's voice came from the doorway.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I'm back!!!"

Even Wu Rouyun, who had long held a high position, was extremely excited at this moment and couldn't wait to rush in.

But she didn't. Instead, she asked from outside, "Can I come in now?"

Things are different now. Song Wanning's current status is such that even she has to treat her with utmost respect.

"My sister's back? So fast?"

Wu Yaozu's eyes lit up, and he excitedly ran to the door to take a look.

He knew very well that his sister was his only support, and the higher her cultivation level, the more comfortable his life would be.

Therefore, he was very excited, as if he had already witnessed his sister's breakthrough to the Mahayana stage.

In the courtyard, Song Wanning raised an eyebrow.

However, the fact that refining a top-grade pill can affect a Nascent Soul cultivator to this extent suggests that there are very few alchemists in the Underworld.

Even though others gave her face, she didn't act arrogantly and said, "Please come in."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Rouyun slipped into the courtyard, and a group of gang leaders followed her in.

When they saw Song Wanning, everyone was somewhat surprised.

Because Song Wanning is too young!!!

A ghost cultivator over a hundred years old?

Are you kidding!!!
At that moment, the leader of the Fengyun Gang burst out laughing.

"Tch, Wu Rouyun, even if you're just putting on an act, at least find someone more reliable. She's a little brat who's over a hundred years old; she's already incredibly lucky to have cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage."

"He can even refine top-grade pills? He probably can't even refine a first-grade pill!"

The ghost cultivator, over a hundred years old, was no different from a child.

It cannot be denied that Song Wanning is a genius, but she could never be an alchemist, let alone a grandmaster alchemist capable of refining super-grade pills!
Many gang leaders nodded in agreement; Song Wanning didn't look like a master alchemist at all.

After all, the Valley Master of Ghost King Valley is already several thousand years old...

Even Wu Mingxu and others, who are already several hundred years old, are still called geniuses of Ghost King Valley because they cannot refine tenth-grade pills.

How could Song Wanning, an unknown nobody who appeared out of nowhere, possibly succeed?

Then one of the gang leaders began to persuade him: "Gang Leader Wu, I know you desperately need to save face right now, but there's no need for that... We won't laugh at you."

“Yes, we’re all friends. If you’re in trouble, we’ll help you. We would never kick someone when they’re down. You don’t need to go to such lengths…”

"..."

Everyone chimed in, all seemingly concerned for Wu Rouyun's well-being.

Only Chief Song looked extremely unpleasant.

He was very clear about Song Wanning's ability to refine pills.