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Feng Wu said, "Twenty seconds have passed since then. If you're trying to stall us so that the Chosen Team can win, I have nothing to say."0

Despite the Black Robe Ghost King's intimidating power, Feng Wu wasn't scared.

The look in her eyes remained undaunted.

Hearing that, the ghost king smirked. "Fine. I'd like to see how you turn things around in the last forty seconds. I can't wait!"

How were they going to do that? Feng Xun and the others all looked at Feng Wu.

Feng Xun smiled bitterly. Even if they had forty seconds left, what good would it do?

They were doomed to fail, weren't they?

But Feng Wu smiled because an idea had just struck her.

"I know how to find the three-leaf flower; thirty seconds are more than enough." Feng Wu smiled at the Black Robe Ghost King and walked up to the giant old tree.

Thirty seconds?

Impossible!

Of course, the Black Robe Ghost King didn't believe her.

He wasn't the only one. The others didn't believe her either.

They had worked so hard and were only able to examine a few dozen thousand flowers in total. How could Feng Wu find it in as short as thirty seconds?

But Feng Wu didn't have time to explain. She walked right up to the giant old tree and put her fair hand on the tree trunk.

"Is she searching with her mental power?" Dugu Yamo frowned. "I tried that. It doesn't work."

Feng Xun nodded as well.

It was true. He had tried with his mental power as well, but it wasn't efficient enough. It would be impossible for Feng Wu to find the flower in thirty seconds.

"She's bragging!" Feng Sang snorted. "We only have thirty seconds left, and she's still bragging! What's wrong with her?"

Feng Xun glared at her. "Shut up! Xiao Wu will do it!"

Feng Sang retorted, "How is she going to do it, then? With her mental power?"

That rendered Feng Xun speechless.

Feng Sang said, "How can she possibly succeed? If we die here, what will become of us?"

The Black Robe Ghost King glanced at Feng Sang. "After you die, you'll obviously become ghosts."

"Argh! No! I don't want to become a ghost!"

Feng Sang and Dugu Yamo were almost scared to tears. They trembled and wept.

"I don't want to die…"

"I don't want to stay here forever…"

"I don't…"

…

But if Feng Wu lost, that was going to be their end. Feng Xun clenched his fists and kept his gaze on Feng Wu, their last hope.

He said, "Xiao Wu, you can do it!"

Jun Linyun said eagerly, "My goddess, you're going to get us out of here, aren't you? You're so smart! You're the smartest person I've ever met apart from my brother!"

Even Xuan Yi held his breath and stared at Feng Wu.

Twenty seconds.

Ten seconds.

…

Thump, thump, thump…

The heart went on beating and expanding.

It had almost turned transparent, and blue veins were popping out!

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