Free Web NovelChapter 332: Chapter 332: Targeted Right After Ascension
Luo Hantian hurriedly summoned a disciple and took out a portrait of Song Wanning.
"Send word to everyone. Use all our resources to find this person. The moment you do, respectfully invite her back to the Sect. You are not to be disrespectful in the slightest, understand?"
He couldn’t risk his disciples getting the wrong idea because his instructions weren’t clear.
If they ended up offending her, it would be too late for tears!
"This disciple obeys!"
The Ancient Cold Sect disciple looked surprised, filled with curiosity about the woman in the portrait.
’Anyone the Sect Master values this much must have an extraordinary identity.’
...
Half a month later, Song Wanning finally flew out of the desert.
The first thing she did was cast a Water Ball Technique on herself, washing herself from head to toe.
The sky had been full of yellow sand, blowing against her for half a month. Even with a protective barrier, she still felt filthy.
After quickly cleaning herself up, she flew onward at top speed. She finally felt the dense Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Realm, which was even thicker than at the Song Family estate in the very heart of the dragon meridian.
She closed her eyes to feel it, and it seemed as if every pore on her body was cheering, joyfully soaking it in.
Soon, she spotted a small town. After paying the entrance fee, she swaggered inside.
Song Wanning first bought a map and a compendium of local records, then went to an inn, ordered some food, and sat down in the main hall.
Everything in the Spirit Realm was new and fascinating. In her Sea of Consciousness, the Dragon Spirit and the Golden Small Sword chattered away in excitement.
Ever since the Dragon Spirit had learned to speak, the Golden Small Sword had become much more talkative.
’If the Divine Nether Profound Fire ever starts talking, my Sea of Consciousness is going to be even livelier.’
Song Wanning smiled. While waiting for her food, she began to intently study the map and the compendium.
From them, she learned about the general state of the Spirit Realm.
First were the cultivation realms. They were still Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Divinity Transformation.
However, above Divinity Transformation, there were also Void Refining, Egress, Spirit Severing, Body Integration, and Mahayana.
Song Wanning was currently at the Early Stage of Void Refining.
Therefore, even in the Spirit Realm, her power was considered mid-level, so she wouldn’t be taken too lightly.
However...
Cultivators who ascended from the Lower World had no power or influence, and many ended up as Loose Cultivators. Thus, even if their cultivation was decent, their status remained low.
The great families and Sects, in particular, didn’t give Ascension Cultivators the time of day.
Reading this, Song Wanning frowned.
’I wonder how Master and Martial Uncle are doing?’
She had sent a Communication Talisman but had yet to receive a reply. She wondered if the talisman had stopped working because she had changed worlds.
’For now, all I can do is slowly gather information.’
Next was the distribution of power. The Spirit Realm was vast and abundant in resources, far beyond comparison to the Lower World, and it was divided into five major regions.
The Eastern, Southern, Western, and Northern Domains, in addition to the Central Domain.
The Eastern and Southern Domains were Human Clan territory, the Western Domain belonged to the Demon Race, and the Northern Domain was controlled by the Demon Clan.
The Central Domain, however, was a sacred land for cultivation that countless people yearned to reach. There, race was irrelevant; only talent mattered.
According to legend, the Central Domain had not been damaged during the great war of antiquity. As a result, its legacies and Spiritual Energy were far superior to other places, and its status had remained unshaken for millions of years.
The powers there were deeply entrenched, and no one could challenge them.
As for Song Wanning, she was currently in the Eastern Domain’s Sand Emperor Valley, a place known for being vast and sparsely populated. One could travel for over a hundred thousand kilometers without seeing a single city.
The corner of Song Wanning’s mouth twitched. ’It’s like I’ve been exiled to the frontier.’
"Your food is all here. Please, enjoy your meal."
The waiter placed the dishes on Song Wanning’s table, swept his gaze over her face, then turned with a slight bow and walked away.
As soon as he returned to the counter, he shot a meaningful glance at the Shopkeeper.
The Shopkeeper understood. He gave Song Wanning another glance before burying his head back in his account books.
Song Wanning put away the compendium and began to taste the food on the table. ’It doesn’t taste like anything special...’
She mulled over her future plans as she ate.
’I’ll return the Ancient Cold Sect’s sub-tower when the opportunity arises. But as for the position of True Disciple...’
’I’ll have to think it over carefully. First, I need to at least find out more about the Ancient Cold Sect.’
’For another thing, I’d much rather stay by Master’s side. If he has joined another Sect, then I certainly won’t choose to join the Ancient Cold Sect.’
’That’s one thing.’
’Second, as I cultivate, I’ll have to carefully investigate any news of the invaders. After all, the Three Lives Mirror has fallen dormant. There won’t be any prompts this time, so I’ll have to rely on my own judgment...’
’Third, if I have the opportunity, I need to befriend some prodigies. With help, my chances of achieving my goals will be much higher.’
Song Wanning paused. ’For now, I’ll just focus on these points. I can plan the rest as I go.’
She quickly finished her food, went upstairs, and set down an Array Plate before falling into a deep sleep.
Her mind had been stretched taut during her tribulation, and she was exhausted.
The moment Song Wanning left, a buzz of discussion started up in the inn.
"Hiss... If I’m not mistaken, that’s one of the Ascenders, right?"
"That’s right, you’re not seeing things. The aura on her is different from ours. She’s definitely an Ascender!"
"Tsk, tsk. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen an Ascender. And a beautiful one at that this time, hahaha!"
"You can say that again. Unlucky for her, being teleported here of all places. Now we’ve got a good show to look forward to..."
"Hiss... You mean *that* person?"
"Heh heh..."
The inn fell silent again.
Everyone exchanged knowing glances about the matter, and a moment later, the topic of conversation shifted.
「As night fell.」 The entire town sank into an eerie silence.
No one appeared on the streets. Every household had extinguished its lights. Not a single flicker of candlelight could be seen in the whole town, only the cold, clear moonlight spilling down.
Song Wanning’s breathing was long and steady, and she seemed perfectly peaceful in her sleep.
Suddenly, the Array issued a warning. She shot upright, and a second later, her Longsword was in her hand.
Seeing a strange substance drift in, she immediately sealed off her sense of smell and activated a protective barrier to isolate herself.
Worried that wasn’t enough, Song Wanning carefully drew the substance into her internal world.
She had only discovered this ability a few days ago. With a single thought, her internal world could absorb many things, though it couldn’t take in living matter.
As she was considering this, a figure appeared furtively at her door.
Her expression darkened. She swept the area with her Divine Sense and discovered it was one of the Cultivators she had seen in the inn earlier that day.
The man had a generic face, but there was a rather conspicuous red mole behind his ear.
Another person soon followed him up the stairs—it was the very same waiter who had served her food.
Seeing this, Song Wanning let out a humorless laugh.
’So, I’ve run into a den of thieves right after ascending, have I?’
She narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her lips slowly curved upward.
’Since they dare to target me, they have no one to blame for what’s coming to them.’
Song Wanning put away the Array Plate and sat on the bed with a smirk, quietly watching them play their little games.
"Here, this is the key!"
The waiter handed the key to the generic-faced Old Wu. "I listened when I passed by just now. Not a peep from inside. She must be out cold!"
’No one comes out of that desert without being exhausted!’
