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Chapter 836 The Inheritance Appears!
Song Wanning knew far too little about the attributes of time.

Even when he met Wu Qingyi again, he only gained a slightly deeper understanding.

It is extremely difficult to master the time attribute.

Although there are runes in front of me, the time attribute is too strong. The focus is not on the runes at all, but on the time attribute.

Runes are merely a medium.

Song Wanning's eyes were deep, and without further ado, she sat down and began to comprehend the runes.

Having already gained some basic knowledge, she quickly got on the right track and became immersed in it.

On the other side, Xue Yan also saw the room full of runes.

His eyes darkened slightly, but then he was overjoyed.

Did I accidentally wander into some kind of heritage site?
Thinking of this possibility, a fire flickered in Xue Yan's eyes, revealing his ambition.

If it's truly a legacy, then it's all worthwhile!
In comparison, those treasures pale in comparison.

However, it was not easy to understand, and Xue Yan quickly calmed down.

Song Wanning was enveloped in light just like me, so she must have encountered the same trials.

I don't know if the other person is good at these things.

Xue Yan was unsure of himself, and a sense of panic and unease crept into his heart.

We can't let this hard-won opportunity benefit someone else.

So in the time that followed, Xue Yan put in all his effort, ready to make a big splash.

He wanted to show the inheritors what kind of people truly deserved to inherit the legacy.

...

In the void, a divine soul floated indifferently, its form gradually dimming.

Therefore, when he sensed someone was there, he forcibly used his soul power to pull the person inside.

Seeing that both of them were constantly trying to pass the test, he felt a little relieved.

But the resentment emanating from him was still astonishing.

He blinked, glanced at the two people, and then realized that the people who had been brought in were a man and a woman.

Both of them had good cultivation and talent, but the woman seemed to have the upper hand.

It's rare to see someone so young already close to reaching the level of a Celestial Immortal.

He looked deeply at Song Wanning, a sense of anticipation rising in his heart, before closing his eyes again, waiting for them to successfully comprehend.

...

On the mountain road, Song Wanning sat to the side, picked up her teacup and took a sip of tea.

Beside her, an ordinary-looking man was talking to her, his words full of probing.

This person was the one who had previously impersonated Xue Yan's sister.

He said his name was Wuyuan (meaning "no affinity").

Even though Song Wanning knew it was a pseudonym, she still pretended to believe it and gave her pseudonym: Xue Huan.

They both share the surname Xue.

When Wu Yuan first found out, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes; he felt it was too much of a coincidence.

So they tested each other, but both of them had their own thoughts and didn't say a word of the truth.

Song Wanning is currently only preventing herself from being discovered by those demon immortals, which would ruin her main body's plans.

After all, we've encountered a golden opportunity, and we absolutely cannot allow anyone else to disturb us.

As for Xue Yan...

A dark glint flashed in Song Wanning's eyes.

Xue Yan had schemed against these demon immortals; to think he could just escape like that would be too easy for him.

Therefore, Song Wanning had already planned that once her original body received the inheritance, that would be the time when these demon immortals would discover the truth.

When the time comes, Xue Yan will have to pay for the sins he has committed.

The grudges between them were to be resolved by themselves.

Both of them had ulterior motives, yet the atmosphere remained quite harmonious. But she didn't stop there; she had previously decided not to let these people consider returning, so she deliberately bribed others to spread false information.

Soon, news spread that the famous Xue Yan had gone to the neighboring city.

Many people who wanted to see his performance were fooled, and the group of demons and immortals angrily chased after him to the neighboring city.

Thinking of her plan, Song Wanning's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she began exchanging pleasantries with the man beside her again.

"I've heard that Xue Yan's performance is absolutely brilliant, with a unique charm. Don't you really want to go see it?"

she asked tentatively.

This man had been imprisoned for so long, he should know very well what the demons and immortals were doing, but he seemed to have no desire to get involved at all.

Why is this?

A sense of doubt arose in Song Wanning's heart; she couldn't quite understand it.

He glanced at her coldly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"He's just a street performer, what's the point?"

"If you ask me, we'd be better off finding a brothel and having some fun!"

After saying that, he finished his tea.

Song Wanning frowned, keenly sensing that the relationship between the two was probably not simple.

She suppressed her thoughts, hoping only that the original body would soon comprehend the inheritance.

...

Time flies, and several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the main hall where Song Wanning was, time was flowing even faster; more than half a month had already passed.

Xue Yan was somewhat exasperated, mainly because the time attribute was too difficult to comprehend. Although he was skilled at making talismans, this was the first time he had ever encountered the time attribute.

Fortunately, he was quite perceptive; at least he got the hang of it and gained some understanding.

But he was somewhat anxious. If he were alone, it wouldn't be so bad, but Song Wanning was also there, which made him worry.

After all, that person's cultivation and talent were no less than his own.

Because he was preoccupied with something, Xue Yan's comprehension speed actually decreased.

The spirit saw this and a hint of displeasure flashed across its face.

"Impatient for quick success and instant benefits!"

He only had these four words to describe Xue Yan.

His face was full of disappointment.

I thought it would be good, but I was very disappointed.

Now all he can look at is that woman!

It has to be said that even in their time, this woman's appearance was top-notch, and those who admired her must have lined up hundreds of kilometers away.

Her demeanor reminded him of someone.

That woman had a baby face, yet she was able to fight against so many gods, and in the end, she caused them all to perish together.

The moment his soul thought of this, his aura became unstable again, and endless resentment enveloped him, making it impossible for him to let go even after hundreds of thousands of years.

They are gods, beings whose lifespan is equal to that of the world.

But in the end, he actually fell into the hands of a woman.

To be honest, he had no intention of leaving his legacy to a woman.

Traditionally, unique skills should be passed down to men, not women.

The cultivation world is already quite friendly to women.

But deep down he still wanted to find a man to carry on his legacy, but unfortunately a fool came along.

The more the soul thinks about it, the deeper the resentment in its heart becomes.

He was particularly impressed as the aura of time attribute on Song Wanning's body continued to deepen.

Why couldn't Song Wanning be a man?
How wonderful that would be!

But there's nothing we can do now. Women are women, as long as they have the talent and can carry on the tradition!
(End of this chapter)