Everyone’s attention was currently on the most powerful Heavenly Tribulation. ’If they make their move quietly,’ they thought, ’surely no one will notice.’
The several Family Heads all had the sa idea. They secretly glanced at the expressions of Song Wanning and the elders while preparing to take out their sabotage tools.
Seeing that everyone’s focus was on the final bolt of Divine Thunder, a vicious glint flashed in their eyes.
With a slight movent, they retrieved the items they had prepared long ago from their storage rings.
In the next instant, they made their move.
However, just as they twitched their fingers, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended upon them. Caught off guard, they were violently thrown to the ground below.
"THUD—"
They landed heavily. The imnse pressure forced them to their knees, and they trembled all over. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t even slightly open the hands clutching their items.
The Family Heads were horrified. Their expressions shifted rapidly as they struggled to lift their heads, but it was as if a giant hand was pressing them down firmly.
The surrounding crowd of spectators fell silent in an instant, staring at the n in bewildernt.
"What are the Family Heads doing?"
"Yeah, what’s with the sudden kneeling? It looks so weird—"
"Even if they’re excited, there’s no need to kneel to Clan Leader Song. Are they already starting to suck up to her?"
"Hiss— These Family Heads move fast, don’t they? The Heavenly Tribulation isn’t even over yet!"
"It seems Clan Leader Song’s father won’t have any problem with this final tribulation bolt!"
"..."
The disciples couldn’t sense the terrifying pressure, so they were utterly baffled and curious about the n’s actions.
The casual speculation from the crowd made the Family Heads want to curse up a storm.
’Sucking up?’
’Sucking up my ass!’
But right now, they simply couldn’t get up. Their heads were even pressed down firmly, leaving them feeling utterly humiliated.
’Who is it?’
’Who is pulling the strings from behind the scenes?’
The n were red-faced with anxiety, but Song Wanning and the three elders paid them no mind, their attention completely fixed on Song Qingyun’s figure as he faced the tribulation.
At this mont, the final bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation had already enveloped his figure, and no one knew how he was faring inside.
Song Wanning clenched her fists, her heart still tight with nervousness.
’One can only rely on oneself to overco a tribulation; outsiders can’t help in the slightest.’
’I hope he can hold on!’
The three elders were sweating profusely with anxiety. They had also noticed the Family Heads’ attempt to cause trouble just now. If Song Wanning hadn’t stopped them, they would have already rushed over to start a fight.
’These people are truly despicable!’
As everyone waited anxiously, the Heavenly Tribulation finally began to dissipate.
Song Qingyun’s figure was nowhere to be seen in the sky, and everyone’s heart leaped into their throats.
Many in the crowd had their eyes light up.
’Did Song Qingyun fail?’
A dley of expressions appeared on the faces of the crowd as they craned their necks, eager to see what had happened.
Just then, a rosy light drifted over from the distance.
Song Qingyun succeeded!
The crowd’s expressions instantly beca even more animated, and they broke into a clamor of discussion.
When the Family Heads caught sight of that rosy light, their faces turned ashen, and they clenched their fists.
’He still managed to succeed.’
Now, the Song Family would likely beco a top-tier family. After all, they now had two Divinity Transformation cultivators, eting the minimum requirent.
However, in the next second, sothing even more despairing occurred.
Song Wanning and the elders gracefully descended, landing in front of the kneeling n.
"Oh? What are you Family Heads doing? Are you this happy for my father?"
She feigned ignorance, tilting her head with a look of being deeply moved.
Behind her, the elders wore grim expressions, glaring daggers at them.
The n’s hearts went cold. ’We have to deny everything—after all, we haven’t actually succeeded...’
Just as they were about to argue, the aura from Song Wanning erupted once more, stunning them speechless.
It wasn’t just them; the three elders behind her were also dumbfounded.
"You—you—you—you’re a Divinity Transformation cultivator?"
The ng Family Master stuttered, pointing at Song Wanning, his pupils trembling in shock.
The Song Wanning before them was no Nascent Soul True Monarch!
This was clearly the aura of the Divinity Transformation Stage!
The n’s hearts sank, and all the strength drained from their bodies.
’So they already had two Divinity Transformation cultivators all along, and here we were, foolishly trying to sabotage them. It was completely pointless.’
’Thankfully, we hadn’t truly made our move yet. Otherwise, who knows how we would have gotten out of this ss.’
"Oh, my apologies. Didn’t I tell you? I thought I had."
Song Wanning covered her mouth, her exaggerated expression incredibly infuriating. The n’s faces instantly flushed red.
Everyone knew Song Wanning was doing it on purpose, but so what?
She was playing them for fools, and they didn’t dare protest. They could only swallow their anger.
"By the way, what are you holding in your hands?"
Song Wanning suddenly asked with a smile, causing the n’s hearts to pound in their chests.
’What else could they be holding?’
’Items to disrupt the Heavenly Tribulation, of course!’
’But can we let Song Wanning find out?’
’That would just lead to endless argunts!’
While the n were trying to figure out how to smooth things over, Song Wanning spoke again, "Tsk, these must be congratulatory gifts for my father, right?"
"Honestly, you should get up. Kneeling and preparing gifts... you’re being too formal!"
Song Wanning retracted her aura and made a gesture as if to help them up, chuckling.
The n stood up uncontrollably, already drenched in a cold sweat, and hastily agreed, "Yes, yes, they’re congratulatory gifts."
With a simple sleight of hand, the items in their possession had already been swapped out.
Not only had they been thoroughly played, but now they had to cough up a gift as well. The frustration they felt was indescribable.
But Song Wanning wasn’t done with them yet. "Coming from you esteed Family Heads, these gifts must be quite valuable. On behalf of my father, I thank you all in advance."
"However, you don’t need to prepare a gift for . We’re all one big family; no need to be so formal."
"Wouldn’t you agree?"
Song Wanning’s smile was gentle, like a peony in full bloom—resplendent and delicate.
The Family Heads: "???!!!!"
Gritting their teeth, the n once again took out another gift, their hearts bleeding from the expense.
’When did Song Wanning beco so scheming?’
’She used to be so straightforward, unable to play these kinds of gas!!’
"Heh, thank you, thank you. I told you not to be so polite."
The smile on Song Wanning’s face grew even more brilliant. ’If I had exposed their conspiracy, they would have surely denied it.’
’It’s better to take so benefits now and slowly "repay" them later.’
"Since you all insist, it would be rude of to refuse your kindness, so I’ll accept them."
She deftly collected the gifts, not forgetting to provoke the n as she did so.
By now, the three elders behind her had recovered from their shock. Seeing Song Wanning’s actions, they couldn’t help but start laughing.
The Family Heads’ expressions of suppressed anger were especially satisfying to watch.
The surrounding crowd now wore expressions of shock and suspicion, their gazes toward Song Wanning filled with awe and astonishnt.
Many people hurriedly sent ssages back to their own families.
The Song Family suddenly has two Divinity Transformation cultivators!
The Song Family is about to shake everything up!
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