This bone flute was made by Sheng Wenjin for Sheng Wanwan himself. It was made from the bone of the wolf king's head and refined using special techniques. It can summon a pack of wolves within a certain range.
Although Sheng Wanwan is very powerful, she is still a child after all, and her energy is limited.
Therefore, she planned to summon some wild wolves to guard these human traffickers while waiting for Sheng Wenjin to bring his soldiers.
Soon, a pack of wolves appeared around the dilapidated temple. Under Sheng Wanwan's command, they surrounded the human traffickers, and any trafficker who tried to escape would be torn to pieces.
After everything was arranged, the ghosts left.
Before leaving, she coerced and bribed the group of human traffickers, ordering them not to reveal that Sheng Wanwan could control them.
Sheng Wanwan is still a child. If she had such great abilities, she would inevitably be arrested as an evil spirit.
Sheng Wanwan waved her hand, signaling the ghosts to leave quickly.
She wasn't afraid to expose her abilities; otherwise, how could she get close to the royal family? How could she change the fate of the world?
As for the possibility of being arrested as a monster, she wasn't worried at all.
This world has always had cultivators, and those who can control ghosts and beasts also exist.
Even if no one believes her and tries to capture her as a monster, she can hide in her spatial dimension.
Even if she fails to complete the mission, she can still be guaranteed to live a long and peaceful life until her death.
After the ghosts left, Sheng Wanwan slowly opened the doors to the two side rooms where the children were imprisoned.
When the children stepped out of the house and saw the pack of wolves surrounding the yard, they were terrified.
Sheng Wanwan quickly comforted them.
"Don't be afraid, they are my friends and won't hurt you."
"Wait here for a while, my older brother will be here soon with people to take you home."
As Sheng Wanwan spoke, she turned around and walked up to the alpha wolf, reaching out to pat the wolf king's head.
The wolf king sat obediently at her feet, motionless, just like a docile dog, making her feel close to him.
The children then believed that the wolves were docile and would not harm them, and they all listened to Sheng Wanwan and went to the main hall to rest.
There was some dry food and water in the main hall, and the children ate and then sat down to rest.
"Wanwan, what's going on? Why are those wolves so docile, and why do they listen to you?"
After Si Ruier finished eating and drinking, she moved closer to Sheng Wanwan. She felt that Sheng Wanwan was magical, like a little fairy.
"I don't know! Maybe I'm good-looking, so even the wolves like me!"
Sheng Wanwan smiled innocently and naively.
Si Ruier scrutinized Sheng Wanwan for a long time before saying, "Wanwan, I think you are the child with spiritual roots that my mother talked about!"
"Spiritual root? What's a spiritual root?!"
Before Sheng Wanwan could speak, Qiao Bin leaned over with a curious look and asked.
“I heard my mother… cough… my mother say that in the Great Liang Kingdom there is a place called Penglai Immortal Mountain, where there are many cultivators. The people there are cultivators with spiritual roots. They are naturally close to nature and can understand the language of animals. I think Wanwan is such a person! That’s why the wolf pack is close to her and listens to her!”
Si Ruier said with an envious look.
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