get-shopping Chapter 1103 News Spreads
Chapter 1103 News Spreads
Chapter 1103 News Spreads
"But you can go and take another look. Maybe there will be something good when you get there."
This isn't just her being sarcastic; it's the truth.
This is the situation we are facing right now.
Upon hearing this, Song Wanning chuckled and found Luo Xi quite interesting.
She smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's go take another look."
Song Wanning explored the remaining area as well, but found nothing.
"See? We're all the same."
Song Wanning smiled, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery.
Luo Xi blushed deeply, but fortunately Song Wanning wasn't petty, otherwise she would have been unhappy.
"Let's go."
Song Wanning didn't plan to stay any longer and followed Luo Xi back the way they came.
They successfully returned to the outside of the ruins, their celestial aura finally restored, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Before parting, Song Wanning thought for a moment and then gave a word of advice.
"With a major battle imminent, you'd better prepare yourself when you get back."
"A major battle?"
Luo Xi was taken aback, having no idea what Song Wanning was talking about.
Song Wanning nodded and solemnly informed Luo Xi of the news of the great battle and the invaders.
Luo Xi's face turned pale upon hearing this. "How could this be?"
"Why is the wood-plastic composite industry doing this? We haven't done anything!"
She clenched her fists, her mind a jumbled mess.
After all, the news was too sudden for her, and she had no time to process it.
Song Wanning didn't say much, she just patted Luo Xi on the shoulder.
"Be prepared, at the very least, to survive the great battle!"
But when the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact?
Both of them understood this principle, and their expressions were not good.
Luo Xi pursed her lips. "Thank you for telling me. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything!"
She knew she couldn't just sit and wait to die; if possible, she was willing to contribute to the world.
Even if she were to die, she hoped it would be in the act of resistance, rather than being caught in the crossfire and dying in vain.
"it is good."
Song Wanning nodded and parted ways with Luo Xi.
This time, she didn't go anywhere else, but rushed back to the Wuji Sect.
In the Wuji Sect, Immortal Venerable Moyang sat under a tree, watching Song Wanning approach from afar.
Upon seeing Song Wanning's cultivation level, his grip on the teacup tightened.
Song Wanning's face showed no joy at the reunion; instead, her expression was solemn.
"Immortal Venerable Moyang!"
Even though their cultivation levels were comparable, Song Wanning still got used to this form of address.
Immortal Venerable Moyang paused slightly and said to her, "Just call me Senior Brother Moyang."
Song Wanning didn't mince words, "Senior Brother Moyang, is the Sect Master in the sect?"
"Yes, let's go find him together."
"it is good!"
The two traveled together to the Wuji Sect. On the way, Immortal Venerable Moyang inquired about Song Wanning and Gong Yuanhua.
He had been hunting down Gong Yuanhua, but then he never heard from her again.
Upon learning that Song Wanning had personally killed Gong Yuanhua, Mo Yang felt relieved.
With Gong Yuanhua gone, there's one less potential threat, which is good for them all.
Inside the Sect Master's Hall, the Sect Master was replying to messages when he saw Song Wanning return. He smiled instinctively and hurriedly went out to greet her.
But when he saw Song Wanning's cultivation level, the smile on his face vanished instantly.
"Wan Ning, you've advanced to the Primordial Chaos Realm?"
The sect leader looked surprised, and his heart sank to the bottom.
Song Wanning nodded, and the atmosphere immediately became heavy.
"Come in and we'll talk!"
The sect leader quickly ushered the two inside, then turned to Song Wanning and asked, "Is the great battle... about to begin?"
That day seems so close.
Otherwise, Song Wanning wouldn't have been able to advance to the Hunyuan Realm so quickly. Everything was urging Song Wanning forward, and the reason was just that one thing.
Song Wanning nodded. "I have a feeling that a great battle is just around the corner..."
"Then...should this be communicated?"
"All cultivators in the world should be prepared!"
The sect leader sighed and closed his eyes.
What's meant to come will come eventually.
"Alright, then I'll leave it to the sect leader."
Song Wanning also felt a bit tired, so she returned to the mountain peak after discussing the matter.
Immortal Venerable Moyang hesitated, then asked, "Is something on your mind?"
He could sense Song Wanning's exhaustion.
This surprised him somewhat.
Even in the most difficult circumstances, Song Wanning was always full of vitality, and her tenacious fighting spirit never changed.
Upon hearing this, a faint light and longing welled up in Song Wanning's eyes.
"I was just thinking about some people."
"Senior Brother Mo Yang, I'm not afraid at all if I die with you all."
She looked at Immortal Venerable Moyang, her eyes filled with seriousness.
"I'm just afraid..."
"Are you afraid that we'll leave, but you'll still be alive?"
Immortal Venerable Moyang asked in a low voice, his eyes fixed intently on hers.
"Ah."
She feared that in the end, Heaven would find a way to protect her.
Her family and friends were all gone, leaving her alone, pitifully clinging to life.
I'm also afraid of leaving later than them, and witnessing their passing one after another.
The feeling of watching someone else perish is just too painful.
In her past life, she witnessed the death of her parents and the destruction of the Song family.
In this life, however, he watched helplessly as the demons and their companions perished.
Although she kept trying to convince herself, the pain in her heart was something she could never ignore.
Upon hearing this, Immortal Venerable Moyang paused for a moment, then raised his hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
"Life itself is a journey of self-cultivation; birth and death are not important."
"The important thing is whether you cherish everything you have while you are alive."
He opened his arms and gently embraced Song Wanning.
"You don't have to pretend to be strong. It's okay to cry when you're sad..."
"And we will all survive."
His firm yet gentle voice reached her ears, and Song Wanning's eyes welled up with tears. She gave a soft "hmm."
But she still didn't cry.
His gaze gradually hardened, and he secretly made up his mind.
She will fight to the death to protect them...
...
News of the imminent global invasion of the wood-plastic composite industry and the looming war quickly spread.
At first, everyone thought it was a joke, but the major sects began to make preparations openly and honestly.
Martial law was declared everywhere, and only then did people believe it was true.
Considering the various underhanded actions of the major sects in the past, everyone understood what was happening and panicked completely.
"What do we do? Two world wars? Isn't that something from ancient times? Back then, the world collapsed, countless people died, and all the gods perished..."
"Not to mention those lesser cultivators, not even bones were left. What will we do if another great battle breaks out?"
The cultivators panicked, and one by one they began to feel flustered and confused.
Many people have begun searching for places to escape the world in hopes of avoiding this catastrophe.
However, most cultivators recognized reality and knew that only by driving away the enemy could they have a chance to survive.
Therefore, everyone started to work hard to improve their skills, hoping to learn as many survival techniques as possible.
The entire cultivation world was plunged into a tense atmosphere, and no one was in the mood for eating, drinking, or having fun anymore.