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

Chapter 912 Strange Things
She hasn't figured any of this out yet!
Song Wanning looked solemn.

These past few years have been peaceful and uneventful, and she's found it hard to get used to it.

But she was certain that the wood-plastic composite industry was not going to let this go, and might even be brewing an even bigger conspiracy.

Song Wanning decided to take it one step at a time for now, and try to find a way to search the soul when she encountered the intruders.

So, Song Wanning lost her sights again and decided to wander around.

The Immortal Realm is vast, and there are still many places she hasn't explored; she can go and see them all.

After listening to the opinions of a few kids, she came to the sea and established the Tian Shu Alliance. So this time, she also let the kids choose their next place to settle down.

The little ones held the map and studied it for a long time before finally choosing a place.

"Penglai Pavilion?"

Song Wanning raised an eyebrow, her eyes wide with surprise.

Penglai Pavilion is a secret place in the celestial realm.

It is said that there is a secret realm there, rich in resources, which attracts many cultivators to seek it out.

However, that secret realm was extremely dangerous, and most cultivators who went there never returned.

Over the years, only two cultivators have survived.

Therefore, fewer and fewer cultivators went there.

"You want to go here?"

Song Wanning's eyes were subtle as she looked at the location marked on the map, a thought flashing through her mind.

"Hmm, sister, there are definitely intruders in a place like this!!"

The little golden sword patted its chest, "The more mysterious the place, the greater the opportunity, and there will definitely be no shortage of intruders."

"Sister, do you think our analysis is correct?"

This is the result of their discussion, and they don't know if it's right or wrong.

As for the danger…

My sister has been to far too many dangerous places.

Danger represents opportunity, and they believed their sister would be alright.

"Hmm...that makes sense!"

Song Wanning didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the little ones. Since they didn't have any specific goals, she decided to go check out Penglai Pavilion.

"Come on, let's go take a look!"

She immediately changed direction and flew towards the Penglai Pavilion.

...

Penglai Pavilion was quite far from the Tian Shu Alliance, so she stopped when she reached the next city.

They had planned to take a rest, but instead they were caught in a major battle between two cities.

Both cities were originally under the jurisdiction of the same sect, but as the relationship between the two city lords broke down, their relationship with the sect also became delicate.

In any case, the two forces dislike each other, and various conflicts erupt from time to time.

At first, the sect would try to manage it, but later they found it was a thankless task and simply stopped interfering.

As long as you pay the required supplies on time each year, that's fine.

Now the two cities are like wild horses, frequently clashing.

Song Wanning had just settled in when she heard someone shouting that the city was under attack.

"What? A siege?"

"Why are you here again? Didn't you just come not long ago?"

"That's right, it's happening more and more frequently now!"

The monks complained bitterly about this.

As a result, there are fewer and fewer cultivators in the city, and as a result, all kinds of businesses have declined significantly.

But these people show no sign of restraint; in fact, their behavior is escalating. If this continues, everyone may have to move to another city.

Song Wanning listened to the complaints for a long time, but didn't think much of it. She followed the crowd to the city gate and took a few glances.

The city gates were engulfed in fierce fighting, and she couldn't leave for the time being. She could only wait for the battle to end, so after taking a few glances, Song Wanning returned to the inn.

Many cultivators had gotten used to it and returned to their quarters, leaving only the guards of the two cities and the soldiers of the city lord's mansion still fighting. For a time, explosions echoed everywhere at the city gates.

...

Half an hour later, Song Wanning was resting in her room when suddenly there was a loud knocking on the door.

She frowned, got up and pulled open the door, and saw several people standing at the door, dressed in the uniforms of city guards.

"Excuse me for disturbing you. We are here on the orders of the city lord to search for spies. Have you seen this person, fellow Daoist?"

The guards took out a portrait, which depicted a tall figure.

He has a handsome appearance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a strong sense of justice.

Song Wanning had never seen this person before, and simply shook her head slightly.

“I have never seen him. You can ask around elsewhere.”

The other party's attitude was acceptable, and she didn't want to cause trouble, so she closed the door after answering.

Soon, the sound of them knocking on other doors could be heard.

Song Wanning didn't pay attention to this little incident.

She continued to meditate and rest, but unexpectedly, the inn suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night.

And it's a different kind of fire.

The flames were intense and quickly engulfed the entire inn.

The cultivators fled in a hurry, and many of those with lower cultivation levels were burned. After escaping, they had many burns on their bodies, and their clothes were almost scorched to pieces, making them look very disheveled.

Song Wanning was not afraid of the fire and calmly walked out of the inn, only to find that the inn was already crowded with people.

Those people were pointing and whispering about the inn.

However, her gaze fell on a person in the shadows, whose figure resembled the person in the portrait from that afternoon.

But by the time she was about to get a clear look, the other person had already disappeared.

The fire at the inn prompted the innkeeper to curse and roar in anger, declaring that he would find the arsonist behind it.

With the inn closed, the other guests had to find another inn.

Fortunately, there weren't many outsiders at the moment, and the inn was more than enough to accommodate everyone, so Song Wanning was able to move into another inn without any problems.

Upon entering the room, Song Wanning felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

She could only remind herself to be more vigilant.

As it turned out, something still happened in the middle of the night.

Two cultivators died silently in the next room, without anyone noticing.

It was only when a waiter went to deliver the items as requested that the two bodies were discovered.

It's not unusual for someone to die.

However, the way these two died was truly tragic.

Song Wanning glanced at it and her brows furrowed deeply.

The two men were so badly mutilated that they were completely drained of blood, and their flesh was rotting.

Their bones were also twisted into a horrific position.

"Hiss, we seem to have come here together. They were all fine before, how did they suddenly turn out like this?"

"Yes, even after the inn burned down, I was still chatting and laughing with them!"

"And judging from their appearance, they died a truly gruesome death..."

This must be some deep-seated grudge.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have ended up in such a terrible state.

Song Wanning frowned and stared for a long time, but she didn't notice a thing happening in the room next to hers.

It seems the other party is definitely someone important.

But this has nothing to do with her.

The monks watched the excitement for a while longer before dispersing.

Many people die every day in the cultivation world; everyone is used to it.

No one will investigate the cause of someone else's death; just make sure you're safe!