Chapter 368: Chapter 368: Song Wanning Assaults the Ranking!
Song Wanning: "..."
She quietly watched Jiang Cen’s performance, just smiling without taking the bait.
"Heh, well, you see, I was afraid you weren’t clear on the situation, so I came to tell you personally."
Jiang Cen was a little irritated by Song Wanning’s lack of cooperation, but she had to finish what she came to say.
"It’s not impossible to go to the Spirit Stream Secret Realm. You can challenge one of the top one hundred True Disciples to win a spot."
This had always been a tradition in the Ancient Cold Sect, but the challenge results had been decided months ago. Everyone was completely convinced of the current top one hundred.
But Song Wanning, this newcomer, was an exception.
’As long as I tell her this news, Song Wanning will definitely be grateful to me. Then, after getting to know her better, I’ll whisper in her ear from time to time about how hypocritical Zhang Shuning is. She’s bound to start hating Zhang Shuning quickly...’
’I know the plot inside and out. Stirring up trouble between them will be a piece of cake!’
’But I can’t be too obvious about it. After all, everyone in the Cultivation World is sharp as a tack. I’ve been burned a few times before!’
Jiang Cen didn’t want to recall her past misfortunes. The treasures of the Spirit Stream Secret Realm would be hers!
She would also steal Zhang Shuning’s opportunities!!!
In short, all treasures could only fall into her hands. No one else could take them!
Listening to these inner thoughts, Song Wanning felt a chill in her heart, but her face showed no great excitement.
"The Sect Master already informed me of this. I’m sorry to have troubled you to make this trip, Master Jiang."
In fact, the Sect Master had told her about this method just a moment ago, which was why she was practicing her sword so diligently.
Now, Jiang Cen was trying to use this same information to curry favor with her. It was rather laughable.
Hearing this, the expression on Jiang Cen’s face froze for a moment. She looked at Song Wanning in astonishment.
But all she saw was the faint smile that remained on Song Wanning’s face—a smile that, no matter how one looked at it, didn’t reach her eyes.
’Isn’t this Song Wanning one of the Ascenders? What is her relationship with the Sect Master?’
’He sent someone to receive her, gave her the position of a True Disciple, and now he’s even telling her such a minor thing himself...’
’Could there be something fishy going on between them?’
As this thought crossed Jiang Cen’s mind, her gaze toward Song Wanning became appraising.
Her eyes swept over Song Wanning’s curvaceous figure, then landed on her stunningly beautiful face, deepening the suspicion in her heart.
’I can’t believe it. To be so beautiful and still have to depend on a man to live. What a waste of a pretty face.’
’Then again, weren’t all the pretty women in my past life like that? They’d do anything for money and status.’
’So unlike me. Even though I’m average-looking, I’ve always relied on myself!’
A sense of contempt grew in Jiang Cen’s heart, and her gaze toward Song Wanning became even more disdainful.
"Heh..."
Jiang Cen’s malice made Song Wanning laugh in exasperation. She wouldn’t even deign to feign civility with such an idiot!
’She wants me to be her follower?’
’Isn’t she afraid she won’t live long enough to enjoy it!’
Her face darkened. She didn’t want to waste any more time on Jiang Cen. She had originally planned to pretend to get along with her for a while to make it easier to find treasures.
But now, she had no desire to associate with this kind of person at all.
For no other reason than it was just bad juju!
"Is there anything else? If not, I need to get back to my work."
Song Wanning didn’t hesitate to show her the door.
At these words, Jiang Cen’s face fell, and the friendly facade vanished.
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I was kind enough to bring you this news, so why this attitude?"
Over the past few years, she had grown accustomed to others bowing and scraping before her, fawning over her. Now that Song Wanning had embarrassed her, a foul mood brewed in her heart.
’She’s just a little cultivator with no background. On what grounds?’
Jiang Cen was fuming, but Song Wanning remained serene, exuding an air of leisurely calm.
"What other meaning could there be? I’m naturally going to prepare for the challenge."
"I won’t see you out!"
Song Wanning dropped the pretense entirely. She picked up her Longsword and began to practice again, completely ignoring Jiang Cen’s presence.
Powerful flashes of sword light slashed out in all directions. Jiang Cen’s face flushed with anger, but she wasn’t willing to ask for any more humiliation.
’You just wait! There will come a day when you’ll be begging me!’
’You don’t want to be my dog, but you still want to go to the Spirit Stream Secret Realm? Dream on!!’
Jiang Cen shot Song Wanning a vicious glare, then flew off in a huff.
Now that her plan to win over Song Wanning was ruined, she could only find someone else to keep Zhang Shuning in check.
’Who should I look for?’
Jiang Cen felt a headache coming on. Everyone knew Zhang Shuning was Liu Xingzhi’s disciple; no one was willing to offend her...
"This is infuriating! Why can’t a single thing go my way?"
’I clearly transmigrated into the book! I should have already changed the original owner’s identity as the vicious female supporting character.’
The more Jiang Cen thought about it, the angrier she got. With a pivot, she headed off in another direction.
’So, Song Wanning refuses to cooperate, does she?’
’I have plenty of ways to make Song Wanning beg for mercy. When she comes begging me then, won’t I be able to make any demand I want?’
A vicious glint flashed in Jiang Cen’s eyes as she quickened her pace.
...
After Jiang Cen left, Song Wanning put away her Longsword.
"Sister, she definitely won’t let this go. There’s no guarantee she won’t try something nasty behind your back!"
The Dragon Spirit was no longer as naive as when it had first appeared. It understood the treachery of the human heart and could clearly sense Jiang Cen’s malice toward Song Wanning.
"I’m only afraid she *won’t* try something."
Song Wanning narrowed her eyes. Judging from the other woman’s inner thoughts, she probably wasn’t a very bright person before she transmigrated either.
Otherwise, she would have focused on her Cultivation, using her resources to work toward ascension, instead of plotting to steal some male lead, her head filled with nothing but men and romance.
’The more moves an idiot like that makes, the more loopholes I’ll find to exploit.’
It seemed this trip to the Spirit Stream Secret Realm was something she absolutely had to make.
Having made up her mind, Song Wanning tapped her feet lightly and leaped into the air, heading toward the Bai Mu List.
The Bai Mu List was located near the battle stage. If someone challenged one of the prodigies on the list, the stage would emit the sound of a ringing bell, drawing the attention and spectatorship of the disciples.
And as the Ancient Cold Sect was one of the five Major Sects, the disciples who could make it onto the list of the top one hundred were truly the elite of the elite.
A quarter of an hour later, Song Wanning arrived before the Bai Mu List.
The Bai Mu List was also divided into tiers based on Cultivation level: the Divinity Transformation Group, the Refining Void Group, and the Soul Aperture Group.
Song Wanning’s focus was on the Refining Void Group.
She walked up to the list, her gaze lingering on the top three names for a moment before scanning down from the top.
’If I choose someone from the bottom ranks, there’s no guarantee that after I win, someone else won’t try to challenge me to reclaim a spot.’
’I thought making bold threats would provoke the hostility of these geniuses, but it turns out no one paid me any mind. It seems they really don’t see me as a threat.’
’In that case, I’ll be the one to issue the challenge.’
Song Wanning’s lips curved into a smile. She picked up the war drum mallet beside her and struck the position for the fiftieth rank.
The moment the mallet struck, a deep, resonant BOOM echoed out, instantly spreading for ten miles in every direction.
The disciples, all busy with their own tasks, were startled.
’Is someone challenging the list?’
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