Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Meeting Feng Jinchuan
Peng Yu’s face showed no sign of joy or pleasure. Instead, she looked so disgusted she seemed about to retch. So why was she acting this way?
The Golden Small Sword couldn’t understand, and neither could Song Wanning.
But she was certain that Peng Yu was not this promiscuous by choice.
She must have some kind of agenda.
But none of this had anything to do with them.
Song Wanning’s expression turned slightly cold. Only after Peng Yu left did she change direction and head for the Feng Family.
She quickly put the small incident behind her, her mind focused only on how to deal with the Feng Family Patriarch.
Finally, just before sunset, Feng Youming appeared at the gates of the Feng Family estate.
"Netherworld Elder, you’ve returned?!"
The disciple at the gate greeted her respectfully.
Song Wanning smiled and waved her hand, striding into the Feng Family estate with a carefree air.
The Feng Family Patriarch was an inscrutable man. Even Feng Youming didn’t know him well. All he knew was that the man was extremely powerful and managed the Feng Family with impeccable order.
He was also the one who had discovered the matter of the loophole and the dragon vein.
And as far as Feng Youming knew, only a few elders within the Feng Family were aware of the loophole; no one else knew anything about it.
The other families were also completely in the dark, and no one had noticed the Feng Family’s clandestine movements.
’It seems there’s room to scheme with this,’ she thought.
A thought flashed through Song Wanning’s mind. By the time she looked up, she had already arrived outside the Feng Family Patriarch’s study.
"Clan Leader, I’m back!"
she shouted, standing comfortably at the door. Though she appeared at ease, she was inwardly a little nervous, afraid she’d be exposed the moment they met.
"Come in."
A cold voice, tinged with a hint of fatigue, came from inside the room.
The door opened silently on its own. Song Wanning stepped inside, and the remarkably striking face from her memories appeared before her.
Song Wanning pressed her lips together. ’Given this man’s status and looks, he probably had a romantic entanglement with Ye Chuxue in my past life, right?’
’After all, almost every half-decent man in my previous life was one of her admirers.’
’But in her past life, she hadn’t lived long enough to see the Feng Family emerge, so she could never confirm this suspicion.’
"How did it go?"
Feng Jinchuan didn’t even look up, flipping through the ancient tome in his hands, though she couldn’t tell what he was reading.
"Mhm, it’s done!"
Song Wanning swaggered over to the chair opposite him and sat down. "I’ve already driven the nail into the dragon vein. Clan Leader, can you sense the state of the dragon vein now?"
"Yes, I can."
Feng Jinchuan finally lifted his head and looked at Song Wanning across from him.
The familiar face, the familiar aura... he didn’t detect anything amiss, but his gaze remained profound.
"What about the Song Family?"
he asked, his voice calm and his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Song Wanning couldn’t tell if he had noticed anything unusual. She gave a slight smirk and replied, "Just as the He Family said, the Song Family has indeed produced three Divinity Transformation cultivators in a row, and each one is quite powerful."
"I saw a few of them during the family negotiations. To avoid being discovered, I took the long way around, just as you instructed, Clan Leader, before driving in the nail."
"But I still think you worry too much, Clan Leader. How could those people from the Song Family be that smart?"
"If they were really that capable, how could they live on a dragon vein for tens of thousands of years and never notice?"
As she spoke, she let out a sneer, her words dripping with disdain.
She had studied Feng Youming’s personality for a long time these past few days and had a good grasp of how he would react. Dealing with this wasn’t too difficult.
Hearing this, Feng Jinchuan furrowed his brow. "Did you find out why so many Divinity Transformation cultivators have appeared in the Song Family?"
His deep gaze fell upon Song Wanning, carrying an inscrutable, unreadable quality.
"...That I’m not sure about. But according to the He Family’s analysis, they must have obtained some kind of treasure. Many families have their eyes on them now, so they probably won’t have the mind to worry about other things for a while."
Song Wanning’s nerves were taut, but the expression on her face grew all the more natural.
She had to first believe that she was Feng Youming. Only by deceiving herself could she deceive others.
"The Song Family..."
Feng Jinchuan placed his slender fingers on the edge of the desk, tapping it intermittently as a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
After a moment of contemplation, he said faintly, "I am aware of this matter now. You may go back for the time being."
"Don’t tell anyone else about this, understand?"
He shifted slightly, settling into a more comfortable position, and went back to reading the tome in his hands.
"Oh." Song Wanning gave a nonchalant reply, then stood up and strode out.
The door closed again. Feng Jinchuan looked up, a contemplative glint in his eyes.
He gazed out the window. The familiar back, the familiar way of walking, the familiar aura...
Everything was exactly the same, yet why...
Narrowing his eyes, he took out a Communication Talisman and gave a cold command: "Keep a close watch on Feng Youming these next few days. If you notice anything unusual, report to me immediately!"
...
Meanwhile, Song Wanning had already left Feng Jinchuan’s courtyard.
Her heart was beating a little faster. She frowned, her mind heavy with worry.
’Did Feng Jinchuan notice anything wrong?’
She couldn’t be sure.
For now, all she could do was live according to Feng Youming’s habits for a while. Then, when the time was right, she would find a way to slip into the Feng Family’s Book Collection Pavilion.
But she wasn’t optimistic. With something as important as the item needed to awaken the dragon vein, a man with Feng Jinchuan’s disposition would never leave it in the Book Collection Pavilion.
Song Wanning sighed. She had no better plan at the moment. It seemed her only option was to try to get into the Book Collection Pavilion while secretly gathering information.
Once she caught a whiff of a lead, it would be time for Bai Yang to be of use.
Returning to Feng Youming’s residence, Song Wanning hadn’t even had a moment to rest before several beautiful figures rushed toward her. Each was a breathtaking beauty, a dazzling sight to behold.
Song Wanning sized them up. Though they were beautiful, their Cultivation was not high. The strongest among them was only at the Early Stage Golden Core.
If her memory served her right, that person had reached her level by piling on Elixir Pills.
"Here, take these."
Song Wanning smiled and took out several boxes, handing one to each of them. Inside were some Elixir Pills and a few pieces of jewelry.
Feng Youming had always been generous with women, so she naturally had to do the same.
Having gotten what they wanted, the women all threw themselves into Song Wanning’s arms, kissing and hugging her.
With beauties in her arms, Song Wanning chuckled, embracing them from both sides without the slightest bit of rejection.
Then she took her pick, suddenly sweeping one of them up into a princess carry and turning to head into the room.
...
"Netherworld Elder, this talisman is really hard to draw."
The woman pouted, dissatisfied. She secretly shot a glare at the man reading a book on the bed, feeling increasingly wronged.
’He carries me in here, only to toss me aside. What’s the meaning of this?’
’Did he find a new woman while he was out this time?’
Instantly, alarm bells went off in her head.
