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

Chapter 773 You mean, she has an owner?
"Yes, but I haven't seen them since I ascended to heaven."

Meng Po looked at Song Wanning with equal surprise and excitement.

The two had a good chat, and she recounted how difficult things had been for her lately.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning couldn't help but sigh at her bad luck, saying it was no easy feat for her to have survived until now.

"Then what are your plans now?"

Song Wanning asked curiously.

Meng Po looked embarrassed upon hearing this, and said with pursed lips, "You know I am a ghost cultivator. Cultivation is not easy, and my talent is not particularly outstanding. Nowhere will want me."

"I'll just continue being a free spirit; that way I'll have more freedom."

She did not ask Song Wanning for help.

Song Wanning nodded upon hearing this; this was indeed Meng Po's personality.

Although she looks delicate, she actually has a lot of her own ideas.

But after some consideration, she decided whether or not to recommend him to the Wuji Sect.

But she didn't rashly agree to anything. After having a good meal with Meng Po, she went back to her room.

Meng Po didn't have many spirit stones; this room was paid for by Song Wan Ning.

Seeing Meng Po's embarrassed expression, the golden sword sighed.

"Back in the mortal realm, Meng Po was so powerful; now she looks so..."

Having always stayed by Song Wanning's side, it had never noticed the enormous gap between the upper and lower realms.

With such a stark difference, it's no wonder that many cultivators experience problems with their Dao heart.

Song Wanning sighed upon hearing this, but everyone has their own destiny, and she could only offer one act of help at most.

She was just about to rest when the ghost cultivator in her inner world suddenly spoke.

"Master, I..."

"I have something to say, but I don't know if I should..."

This was the first time the ghost cultivator had spoken up on his own initiative.

This unlucky fellow has always been timid. Even after ascending to the Immortal Realm with her, he almost never takes the initiative to seek her out.

This is a bit strange.

Could it be that seeing Meng Po, who is also a ghost cultivator, living freely, made him want to come out as well?

Just as Song Wanning was filled with doubt, the ghost cultivator suddenly said, "I sense that Senior Meng Po's aura is different."

"It's just... weird..."

The ghost cultivator hesitated, his eyes filled with obvious tension.

He was afraid his master would think he was trying to sow discord between the two.

"Oh?"

Song Wanning wasn't angry at all; instead, she raised an eyebrow curiously.

"What's the difference?"

The unlucky guy isn't one to speak lightly; if he feels something's wrong, then there probably really is something amiss.

The unlucky guy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Song Wanning wasn't angry.

“She not only possessed the pure aura of a ghost cultivator, but also… she also had the aura of a human.”

The room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

Even the little golden sword calmed down, its eyes serious.

"I...I only felt a little bit, maybe I was imagining things!"

Seeing this, the unlucky guy quickly waved his hand and awkwardly rubbed his head.

Song Wanning's expression, however, became serious.

She stared intently at the unlucky man and said, word by word, "You mean, she's also chosen a master?"

Since the unlucky ghost recognized its master and became its ghost servant, hasn't it gained a bit of a human aura?
Is it...

Song Wanning's aura changed instantly, and a sharp light flashed in her eyes.

The unlucky guy hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but still nodded.

"She must be taken..."

The unlucky guy shrank back after speaking. He had never been very noticeable, but he had been working hard to cultivate himself, hoping that one day he could stand openly by his master's side and protect her.

"Heh." Song Wanning laughed.

She never expected that Meng Po would already be taken.

Then what she told herself today is not true.

Song Wanning felt a pang of sadness, but even more so, a chill ran through her.

The days when we lived and died together in the mortal realm seem like just yesterday. How long has it been, and everything has changed.

"Sister, could her owner be an intruder?"

"Yes, I think so too. It must be the intruders behind this. They know that Meng Po knows you, so they deliberately set a trap for you!"

"Pah, these intruders are too cunning, it's impossible to guard against them."

The little ones were so anxious they were jumping up and down. Their older sister was even thinking of helping Meng Po secure a good future, but who knew that the other party would resort to such underhanded tricks.

It's so abominable.

Song Wanning remained silent, her mind in turmoil.

Song Wanning genuinely didn't associate her with the invaders, thinking she was a comrade who had fought alongside them against the monsters.

She began to reflect on herself.

Regardless of their relationship with the lower realms, these people must be wary of them.

No one knows where the enemy might be hiding.

Even now, if she saw the patriarch of the Grass and Tree Clan and the ascended ancestor of the Ancient Cold Sect in the lower realm, she wouldn't dare to believe them rashly.

After all, no one knows what they have been through all these years.

"Since they want to lure me into this, I'll just play along."

"I also want to see what the person behind this is planning!!"

A murderous intent flashed in Song Wanning's eyes, and all traces of affection she had for Meng Po vanished completely.

Those who choose betrayal will never be forgiven.

What she hated most in her life was betrayal!!!

...

The next morning, Meng Po knocked on Song Wanning's door.

Song Wanning opened the door and met that familiar face; a smile spread across her eyes.

"So early? I heard there was an auction nearby the other day, would you like to go check it out?"

When Meng Po stated her request, she suggested that they travel together.

She wanted to take the initiative into her own hands.

"Okay!"

Meng Po was slightly taken aback, but then agreed.

Meanwhile, Mu Zixu, who was setting up traps in the nearby suburbs, also received the message. His expression turned rather grim.

The auction is in another direction; if we go there now to set things up, Song Wanning will definitely see us.

He frowned in annoyance, inwardly cursing Meng Po for being useless.

They can't even handle such a small matter.

He frowned, becoming increasingly agitated.

Song Wanning is quite capable, and he worries that she might eventually run away.

It will be very difficult to find her then!
But... having missed this opportunity, who knows where the next one will come from? Mu Zixu gritted his teeth and decided to try throwing out a few more array plates next time.

As long as we block Song Wanning's retreat, we will definitely be able to kill her.

“Song Wanning…”

Mu Zixu looked towards the direction of the void.

Even a Grand Luo Immortal wanted to kill her, which shows that her life was over and she was destined to die!
...

Song Wanning, accompanied by Meng Po, hurried towards the city where the auction was held.

She remained completely natural throughout, showing no sign of suspicion towards Meng Po. She even offered to help Meng Po make an introduction and take her to the Wuji Sect.

This further demonstrates Song Wanning's trust in Meng Po.

Mu Zixu therefore had no doubts, after all, who would associate him with a ghost cultivator?

Thank you to "Zhao Xilun", "Merlin the Cat", and "Aikefei, you're so cute!" for the gifts!