Back in the main hall, the Divine Transformation cultivators sat on their chairs, their expressions shifting constantly.
Everyone guessed what the Song family intended and sighed in turn.
The family power structure was about to be completely reshaped.
No one felt enthusiastic. They all understood that this time the gains would belong entirely to the Song family. They could only hope to keep their own clans safe and dared not mention anything about profit sharing.
Song Qingyun sat at the head of the table, watching the sour faces of everyone, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. This was the cultivation world—strength dictated all. No one dared to cause trouble if they were weak.
In the past, these people would have already been demanding their share of the spoils, not quietly waiting like this.
Soon, Song Wanníng arrived, followed by the Patriarchs who had just hurried over. They were not as fast as the Divine Transformation cultivators and had only just made it.
But everyone already knew of Song Wanníng's remarkable feat.
One by one, they quietly sat down like obedient quails.
Song Wanníng and her group also found their seats. The hall's atmosphere turned heavy. No one spoke rashly.
"Thank you all, Daoyou, for traveling so far to assist the Song family."
Song Qingyun, as the host, smiled and spoke first.
At his words, everyone gradually relaxed from the tense mood, some even showing faint smiles.
"Patriarch Song, with the relationship between our families, no thanks are needed. We only regret arriving late and missing the start of the battle. Otherwise, those brats would never have dared to act so arrogantly."
One family head immediately voiced his anger.
Other families quickly chimed in, the room growing lively.
Song Wanníng watched their friendly chatter on the side. After a while, the discussion turned serious.
Song Qingyun still smiled but his voice carried a hint of authority.
"Though we survived the catastrophe, the Song family suffered great losses. Therefore, the spoils from these families will be compensation to the Song family. Does anyone have objections?"
A sharp light flashed in his eyes. These were gains Song Wanníng had fought for with her life. There was no way they would be shared.
After all, she fought so many Divine Transformation cultivators alone. Any mistake, and she would have died.
These rewards belonged to Song Wanníng.
His words briefly froze the smiles on the others' faces. But the pause lasted only a moment before they resumed normalcy.
They nodded repeatedly but secretly complained.
What losses did the Song family suffer? Just a few injured disciples who could heal with some pills.
Not a single brick or tile was broken.
But no one dared to say this out loud.
"Good. Then I will send people to take over immediately."
Song Qingyun was pleased and sent a message to the elders in his clan.
All assets belonging to the families involved were to be confiscated. If anyone resisted, they would be bound and sent to the Song family for punishment. He was not worried about rebellion. Song Wanníng had slain Divine Transformation cultivators as easily as slicing watermelon. Who dared to resist?
Some might even choose to side with the Song family.
After giving his orders, it was Song Wanníng's turn to speak. She lounged lazily in her chair, showing no trace of fatigue.
The Divine Transformation cultivators felt stung. Comparing strength was cruel. Though all Divine Transformation cultivators, the gap in power was like night and day. They looked at Song Wanníng and wondered what she would say next.
"Daoyou, I have two important matters to share. I hope you will listen carefully and make your decisions."
Her expression was calm and commanding without anger.
"No matter your choice, the Song family will not interfere or make things difficult."
Since these people were willing to help, regardless of their motives, the Song family accepted it.
Therefore, she would not force anyone.
Her words caused many hearts to skip a beat.
Looking at her, it was clear something major was about to be revealed.
She did not drag it out.
"A few days ago, I met someone from the Secluded Land at the Ning family."
She briefly explained the origin of the Secluded Land and their plans, causing anger to flare among the listeners.
"Cowardly deserters, and they dare show off on our turf?"
"Exactly! These people have no shame."
"Trying to steal our territory. Why don't they just die?"
Boom—
Someone slammed the table, eyes red with fury.
Clan territory was sacred heritage. Who gave those people the right to steal?
"Song Daoyou, what do you suggest? We will follow your lead!"
"Yes, Song Daoyou. We will never allow them to rob our lands!"
Everyone voiced their opinions, eyes fixed on Song Wanníng for her decision.
She smiled slightly and continued steadily.
"I am not sure how long it will take for them to lift the seals, but we must prepare."
She snapped her fingers, and a small spiritual dragon emerged, rubbing affectionately against her finger.
Everyone's pupils constricted.
This was the key that triggered the reshuffling of human territory.
And Song Wanníng was revealing it so casually.
All eyes fixated on Long Ling, curiosity burning.
"As you can see, this is Long Ling, the dragon spirit of a top-level dragon vein."
The crowd erupted.
The family heads acted like wide-eyed youths, excitedly standing.
"A dragon vein?"
"A top-tier dragon vein?"
No one could stay calm hearing this news.
Why was cultivation so difficult now?
Because spiritual energy was thinning. Anyone who tried to cultivate honestly would take forever to ascend. That was why everyone searched for opportunities. Not to mention ascending, just gaining enough power to move up a tier was a huge deal.
Faces flushed with excitement, eyes shining as they stared at Long Ling.
No wonder those families risked death to seize it. Who wouldn't want it?
They wanted it too.
But no one dared hope for it openly.
"Song Daoyou, just be straightforward. What are your terms?"
Long Ling had clearly recognized Song Wanníng as its master. By revealing it, Song Wanníng was clearly ready to negotiate.
And she meant it.
If the dragon vein was for the Song family alone, other families would feel unfair. Over time, ill intentions might arise again.
Better to share for mutual benefit.
Besides, so many Divine Transformation cultivators had died. If they did not cultivate faster, the Secluded Land cultivators would cause trouble once they emerged.
After careful thought, Song Wanníng decided to negotiate terms.
"I can share the dragon vein so its energy radiates to your clan lands for mutual prosperity. But the dragon vein is my personal property. Any family that wants to participate must give an annual share to the Song family."