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

Chapter 815 The Price Is Too High

But faced with such an invisible face, everyone can only study it from some aspects of clothing.

It would be extremely difficult to identify this person based solely on these facts.

In the end, no one could figure it out.

The group's faces turned grim. They had thought they had seen a glimmer of hope, but to their surprise, their faces weren't painted.

"Feng Wushuang is really something, why did she draw a faceless man?"

The quasi-saint elder said speechlessly.

How can they avenge Feng Wushuang in this situation?

The Primordial Ancestor was somewhat helpless and rubbed his temples.

"That's all!"

He glanced around, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"I'll find a way to confirm this matter later. I'll keep this painting for now."

He then looked at Song Wanning, his tone heavy.

"Please do not spread this matter, Fellow Daoist Song. We will definitely find a way to give you an explanation."

If this gets out, it will likely have an impact on the Bodhi School.

"As for Feng Wushuang's matter, our Bodhi Sect will also compensate you, fellow Daoist."

After all, this is Feng Wushuang's problem, so the Bodhi Sect still has to show some respect.

The other elders remained silent; getting involved with the intruders would be troublesome for anyone.

I'm afraid of being besieged as a traitor.

Even these high-level cultivators didn't want to get involved.

Song Wanning was somewhat disappointed upon hearing this, as she still couldn't find out the person's identity this time.

That person can only enjoy their freedom for a little longer.

She nodded upon hearing this, "Senior is too kind. This matter was neither the Bodhi Sect's intention nor Senior Feng's intention."

"I certainly won't go around telling everyone."

"As for compensation... I do have a request."

Song Wanning seized the opportunity and, since the other party wanted to compensate her, she had no reason to refuse.

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze turned to her simultaneously.

Is Song Wanning going to ask for an exorbitant amount?
The expression on Hunyuan Laozu's face was also somewhat strange, but he also felt an urgency to refuse.

"Young friend, you may speak first."

He didn't rush to agree, and quietly looked at Song Wanning.

Song Wanning smiled upon hearing this and asked, "I've heard that your sect has a Bodhi tree?"

"Why are you asking this? We can't give you the Bodhi tree!"

"Yes, one thing at a time. The Bodhi tree is our family's most precious treasure, and we absolutely cannot give it away!"

The elders immediately tensed up, and their expressions turned sour as they looked at Song Wanning.

Song Wanning: "..."

She twitched her lips speechlessly, her eyes filled with helplessness.

"I just want to see the Bodhi tree, I hope you can do me a favor!"

She already has a Bodhi tree, so why would she want one from the Bodhi sect?
After she explained her requirements, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

If you just wanted to take a look, that's fine.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, follow me."

The Primordial Ancestor nodded to Song Wanning, then led the two of them toward the Bodhi Tree.

The Bodhi tree is located in the back mountain of the sect.

A Bodhi tree occupied almost half of the back mountain. Its root system was enormous, spreading outwards and domineeringly preventing any other vegetation from growing.

Its canopy was even broader, blocking out the sky, with only occasional gaps allowing a sliver of light to filter through. Song Wan gazed at the Bodhi tree before her, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

This Bodhi tree must have been growing for hundreds of thousands of years, and it looks like it's radiating divine light.

Her goal was quite simple.

Song Wanning took out the Bodhi Tree Spirit from her inner space.

"Go, go and feel the presence of your kind."

She smiled and pushed the Bodhi Tree Spirit out.

The Bodhi Tree Spirit excitedly ran towards the Bodhi Tree and disappeared from Song Wanning's sight in the blink of an eye.

The elders who came along were taken aback when they saw that Song Wanning also had a Bodhi tree.

Then I felt embarrassed.

So they already had one, and they were acting like they were afraid Song Wanning would take it away...

Song Wanning, however, seemed not to notice and waited quietly.

The Bodhi tree has been alone ever since it awakened its consciousness.

So at first, I was extremely timid, but after meeting a few little ones, I gradually became more cheerful.

But it had never seen its own kind before, and now this was a good opportunity for it to experience it.

It is never alone in this world.

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want this?"

The Primordial Ancestor stared at Song Wanning meaningfully. Such a good opportunity, why not cherish it, just to see the Bodhi Tree?
In his view, Song Wanning was not the kind of selfless person at all, yet she was so easy to talk to this time.

Song Wanning didn't explain, she just smiled.

"Well, that's enough."

"However... it would be best if your sect investigated whether there are any spies left from the intruders, so as to avoid any losses to your sect in the end."

Her gaze even swept over the group of elders behind her, after all, who could guarantee that there wouldn't be another Feng Wushuang?
The Primordial Ancestor understood Song Wanning's meaning and nodded.

They had been unaware of the intruders all along, and no one knew how long the person behind them had been lying in wait.

We definitely need to investigate thoroughly.

However, unlike Song Wanning, they are much more difficult to investigate. Unless the other party actively exposes themselves, they have no way to investigate.

The Primordial Ancestor frowned in annoyance, even harboring a desire for war to break out sooner.

Since we're all coming anyway, let's just make it simple.

But this impulsive thought only lasted for a moment before it dissipated.

There are too many ordinary disciples. If a war really breaks out, how many of these disciples will survive?
He gritted his teeth and said to Song Wanning, "Is a large-scale battle really the only solution?"

This world has so many people, and so many lower realms...

If a galaxy collapses, how many people will die?
He didn't even dare to think about it.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning's face darkened, and she shook her head.

"I don't know the details either. If we can eliminate the intruders, perhaps we can eventually have a contest of wills..."

"At that time, ordinary disciples will be dealing with those monsters, so they must improve their strength."

"As for the wood-plastic industry... Heaven will certainly not sit idly by, but... if we think about relying on Heaven, Heaven will inevitably suffer losses in order to protect itself, and in the end, it will be ourselves who suffer the consequences!"

The Heavenly Dao of this world is now much more perfect. Would it be afraid of the Heavenly Dao of the Wood-Sculpted Realm?
No, it's just that it carries too much on its shoulders.

If it is damaged, these people will suffer again.

Therefore, they are not saving the world, but saving themselves.

After hearing her words, the surrounding elders all fell silent.

They once looked down on the wood-plastic composite industry, after all, how could a world on the verge of collapse compare to their world?
But Song Wanning is right.

If it truly escalates into a contest of the Heavenly Dao, then even if the world suffers damage in the end, they will still be affected.

If things were like they were in ancient times, the whole world would fall apart.

The price is too high!
(End of this chapter)