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Feng Wu smiled. "Even so, we can still complete the trial."1

Dugu Yamo wouldn't believe it. "The branches of this tree cover an area of over a thousand meters. How are we supposed to find one flower out of a million?"

Everyone fell silent as soon as Dugu Yamo said those words.

Yes, one in a million. How were they going to find it?

Feng Xun frowned. "We still need to look for it! What are all of you doing? Start searching!"

Seeing that Feng Wu was deep in thought, Feng Xun gave the order: "I'll search the east side, Xuan Yi will search the west, the prince will do the south, and as for the north… Feng Yiran, the three of you had better work hard!"

Feng Xun was considered an authoritative figure here. Seeing that Feng Wu didn't object, everyone started searching.

But the tree was simply too big, and it felt like they were searching an ocean.

How were they going to find one flower out of a million?

It wouldn't be so bad if there wasn't a time limit.

If they had unlimited time, they could search each flower in turn until they found it. But now, time was of the essence.

"This heart won't last more than 15 minutes." Rubbing her chin, Feng Wu was deep in thought. "It's too difficult to find one flower out of a million…"

Feng Yiran was the first to give up three minutes later.

He ran up to Feng Wu, stared at her, and shook his head. "No, it's an impossible task."

Feng Wu looked back at him.

Feng Yiran said, "I focused all my attention on it for the past three minutes. I didn't dare go any faster, because I was afraid that I might miss it. In three minutes, I was only able to search 300 flowers. At that rate…"

"The heart will explode in 15 minutes," Feng Wu said quietly.

Feng Yiran became even more despairing.

"15 minutes? That means I can only search a few thousand at most! I can't even do 10,000!" Frustrated, he grabbed his hair and growled desperately, "What should we do now?"

Seeing this, Feng Sang also stopped searching and ran to their side.

She stared at Feng Wu and said seriously, "It's impossible. We have to find another way, or the explosion will kill us!"

Suddenly, Feng Yiran looked up and stared at Feng Wu.

The look in his eyes gave her the creeps.

"Xiao Wu!" Feng Yiran took her hands. "Xiao Wu, the Black Robe Ghost King likes you, doesn't he? He complimented you, right? He was friendly to you!"

"Feng Yiran, what do you mean?!"

Hearing the commotion, Feng Xun stopped what he was doing, ran to Feng Wu's side, and shoved Feng Yiran away.

Feng Yiran said matter-of-factly, "I'm just begging Xiao Wu! Since the ghost king likes Xiao Wu, I'm sure he'll listen to her if she begs him. Right? Right?"

Feng Yiran looked like a drowning man clutching a straw as he shook from head to toe.

"You're nuts!" Feng Xun kicked him away.

Feng Yiran flew a long distance, but he soon stumbled back and yelled at Feng Xun, "The mission is impossible! You come up with an idea, then!"

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