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

Chapter 828 Demon Immortal
"Moreover, although he cannot cultivate, Wuyou has the opportunity to be reincarnated."

"Her life still holds infinite possibilities, so there is no need for the Heavenly Venerable to be sad."

"I think Wuyou would rather live a happy life than be bound by it and watch the years slip away..."

Song Wanning stopped there, only wanting to fight for some freedom for that innocent girl.

As for safety issues, Wuji Tianzun can find a solution.

One could even choose to protect secretly, which is also a viable strategy, since Wuyou wouldn't notice anyway.

Restrictions in the name of love are not love.

She hoped that Wuji Tianzun could understand.

Wuji Tianzun was taken aback upon hearing this, for he had never thought of such a thing before.

He was just afraid of losing it, afraid...

But they overlooked whether being carefree truly brought happiness.

Seeing that Wuji Tianzun was deep in thought, Song Wanning didn't linger any longer and turned to fly away on her flying sword.

Now that Wei Lai's matter is resolved, she needs to focus on finding her own opportunities.

As for those invaders, they'll probably have to keep a low profile for a while.

...

In a cave, a man kneels on the ground, with a statue standing in front of him.

If Song Wanning were here, she would definitely recognize that the statue as Wei Lai.

"My benefactor, I never imagined that Song Wanning would lead a group to besiege you!!"

"You died so unjustly!!"

He gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed.

If it weren't for his benefactor's help, he wouldn't be alive today.

But now that his benefactor is dead, he can only erect a cenotaph here, and doesn't even dare to put up a monument.

It's incredibly frustrating to even think about.

The man's eyes were fierce, but he quickly calmed down.

"My benefactor, rest assured, I will definitely not let Song Wanning go!"

"I'll make her pay!!!"

...

"Sister, I've heard that the Immortal Realm is very large, with many immortal islands in the east. When will we go and take a look?"

Golden Little Sword suggested as he lay in Song Wanning's arms.

The dragon spirit standing on his shoulder nodded quickly upon hearing this.

"That's right, because of that guy Wei Lai, we've been circling around here for so long!"

"I've never been anywhere!"

"That's right!"

The little ones chattered away, and Song Wanning listened with a smile.

She has indeed been circling around this area for a while now, and it's time for her to find an opportunity to go and see things from afar.

"Alright, let's go take a look at the fairy island in the east!"

She had heard a lot about Fairy Island in the past, so it wouldn't hurt to go and join in the fun.

It is said that the island is inhabited by immortals who are devoted to cultivation and generally do not participate in outside affairs.

There were no sects or factions; they were just a group of people who lived in seclusion.

In fact, according to the lower realms, it's more like a loose cultivator alliance.

Having set her goal, Song Wanning slowly made her way towards the fairy island in the east.

She wasn't in a hurry and enjoyed the beautiful scenery along the way.

This time, no one dared to provoke her, and she traveled smoothly for over a month before encountering a group of people.

No, they should be called a group of demon cultivators.

These demon cultivators were not highly skilled; the highest among them was only at the early stage of Earth Immortal. However, they all looked very similar.

They looked like relatives.

Song Wanning found it interesting, so she decided not to rush on her way and followed the group of demon immortals to the nearest city.

This city belongs to the sect of the demon immortals.

Unlike the tense relationship in the lower realm, the celestial realm does not place much importance on race. Therefore, humans, demons, and immortals can be seen everywhere in the cities.

Song Wanning entered the city, and her outstanding temperament attracted a lot of attention.

Some people even came up to chat with him.

She rejected them all, appearing quite indifferent.

Meanwhile, the group of demon immortals had already sneaked into a courtyard.

Song Wanning's eyes narrowed, and she didn't follow. Getting too close would make it too easy to be exposed.

So she found a nearby courtyard and settled down there temporarily.

"Sister, are those people intruders?"

The little golden sword asked curiously, after all, Song Wanning's reaction was rather strange.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning blinked and smiled, "Just because someone isn't an intruder doesn't mean they can't be curious."

She smiled and playfully flicked the little golden sword's nose, but a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Those demon immortals did indeed act suspiciously.

But she wasn't the kind of person who liked to meddle in other people's business. She just felt that these demons and immortals had a familiar aura about them.

But upon closer reflection, I couldn't pinpoint where the scent came from.

That's why she followed along, wanting to find out what was going on.

As for whether they were intruders, Song Wanning could not be sure.

Moreover, invaders aren't like cabbages; they're everywhere!

"Well, I thought it was just another group of intruders!"

The little golden sword smacked its lips.

It has now become accustomed to the days of outsmarting and outmaneuvering intruders.

Suddenly having so much free time feels strange.

So for the next few days, Song Wanning secretly observed from the courtyard next door.

This observation lasted for several days, and there was no movement at all in the neighboring yard, as if no one lived there at all.

But Song Wanning knew that the group of people had stayed next door and hadn't come out.

Seven days later, the courtyard was finally opened.

A figure pushed open the door and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Song Wanning quietly followed them. In order not to be too conspicuous, she specially dressed up and transformed into an ordinary girl.

The man slipped away as fast as an eel.

Song Wanning almost lost him several times, but luckily her spiritual sense was strong, far exceeding her cultivation level, otherwise she really would have been shaken off by that person.

After winding its way through several bends, the figure stopped beside a teahouse.

Song Wanning frowned slightly, then naturally entered the teahouse.

There were many monks sitting in the teahouse.

In the very center of the teahouse was a huge stage where all sorts of beautiful women and handsome men took turns performing their talents.

They were all performers who didn't sell their bodies, poor souls trying to earn some immortal stones. After all, no one could have imagined that after diligently cultivating and ascending to immortality, they would face a situation where they couldn't survive.

At the very least, you can earn some immortal stones here to buy cultivation supplies.

Song Wanning sat in her seat, watching the performance, feeling a little wistful.

But her consciousness was mainly focused on that demon immortal.

The demon immortal stared intently at the beauty in the center of the stage, his mouth seemingly drooling.

Meanwhile, many immortals around them were also gazing at the beauties with longing, hoping to swindle them away with some immortal stones.

Song Wanning frowned in disgust. She never liked these kinds of music events, mainly because the lewd looks from these people made her very uncomfortable.

The performance has ended.

Then a figure slowly walked out from backstage, and the scene immediately fell silent.

Even Song Wanning was stunned for a moment.

The man carried a zither in his hands and slowly walked out.

His aura was like that of bamboo, and he entered everyone's field of vision as if he were a banished immortal.

(End of this chapter)