1784: Untitled

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"Your Majesty?"1

Jun Wuxia looked like she had just been struck by lightning.

Meanwhile, the look on Emperor Wu's face was rather indescribable.

It was great that the Junwu Empire had another unmatched genius, but what if that genius was unruly and uncontrollable? How frustrating.

But it was still good news.

Emperor Wu nodded. "Feng Wu, how did you rise from a Level 3 Spiritual Elder to Level 7 in one day?"

Those words sealed the final verdict.

WHAT?!

So, it was true…

Jun Wuxia looked like she had just been struck by lightning. She swayed and nearly fainted.

Zuo Qingyu stared at Feng Wu in disbelief.

She clenched her fists in her sleeves, and blue veins popped up on the back of her hands.

Feng Wu, I always thought of you as my rival, but you're already beyond my reach! thought Zuo Qingyu.

Dugu Yamo and even the others all stared at Feng Wu as well.

Members of the Feng clan had the most complicated feelings toward the news.

Feng Yanfeng was completely baffled.

A Level 7 Spiritual Elder?

She had risen from a Level 3 Spiritual Elder to Level 7 in one day. How was that possible? That couldn't be! Had Feng Wu again become the genius that she had once been?

And he had denied such a genius. Not only that, he also tried to remove her from the clan!

Feng Yanfeng had never regretted his decision so much. He decided that he had to keep Feng Wu in the clan now, no matter the cost.

He would never try to remove her from the clan again!

Feng Yiran, Feng Sang, and Feng Liu all stood there, utterly baffled. They didn't know how to react.

Feng Yiran and Feng Liu looked at each other in bewilderment.

They still remembered when they were in Northern Border City. Back then, Feng Wu wasn't even a Spiritual Master yet, but half a year later, she was already a Level 7 Spiritual Elder. What about them?

Feng Yiran was an intermediate Spiritual Grandmaster, but Feng Liu was even worse. She wasn't even a Spiritual Grandmaster yet.

How frustrating…

Feng Liu shook with rage, but she couldn't utter a word.

Seeing the others finally acknowledge that Feng Wu was a Level 7 Spiritual Elder, Sefiro was over the moon.

Naturally, she didn't point it out so that the others could praise Feng Wu.

She was only trying to make everyone jealous of Feng Wu and turn her into a target. Therefore —

"Feng Wu, why don't you tell us what opportunity you ran into? How did you make three breakthroughs in a row?"

Feng Wu glanced at Sefiro, slightly regretting not having cut off her tongue for good.

Seeing Feng Wu keep silent, Sefiro was very pleased.

"Feng Wu, are you going to keep it a secret? That's true. No one would want to share such a great opportunity."

Immediately, all eyes were on Feng Wu.

Opportunity? What kind of opportunity would make Feng Wu improve so rapidly? Could she share it with other people?

Everyone's gazes became even more intense.

Feng Wu glanced at Sefiro and couldn't be bothered to reply since the white fairy was telling her about the tombs, and she didn't want to miss a word.

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