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It could explode at any moment!0

With each beat of the heart, Feng Sang and Dugu Yamo trembled and sobbed.

"We're going to die…"

"I don't want to die…"

Dugu Yamo said, "If we can survive this, I… I won't pick on Feng Wu again."

Feng Sang said, "If I can get through this, I'll work very hard on my cultivation! I promise!"

…

Eight seconds.

Seven seconds.

Six seconds.

By then, even Feng Xun was trembling.

Five seconds.

Four seconds.

Three seconds.

Jun Linyun had lost all hope and murmured, "Is that it? Are we really going to die?"

While everyone was panicking, Feng Wu suddenly moved. She jumped into the branches like a nimble cat.

"Where's Feng Wu?"

"Why can't I see her?"

"Where did she go?"

…

"Hahaha, it's going to explode in three, two —"

The Black Robe Ghost King smirked and was going to count down to zero.

Everyone paled.

And they were filled with despair.

Feng Wu suddenly landed on the ground, and there was a pink three-leaf flower in her palm, like a little fairy.

The Black Robe Ghost King's announcement was cut short.

He looked like he had just been slapped.

"Is this the one?" Feng Wu beamed at the ghost king.

The ghost king said, "You found it."

Feng Wu nodded. "If this is the flower you meant."

Judging by the astonished look on the ghost king's face, Feng Wu knew that she had found it.

Moreover —

Feng Wu looked down at the giant heart.

It was the size of a washing basin and was going to explode in another second.

"Yes, it is." The ghost king took the flower from Feng Wu and studied it for a while. He then turned to Feng Wu and narrowed his eyes. "How did you do it?"

The others were as curious as he was.

"That's right, Xiao Wu. How did you do it?" Feng Xun was pleasantly surprised.

Dugu Yamo and Feng Sang hugged each other and burst into happy tears. Hearing this, they turned around and pricked up their ears.

Feng Wu smiled. "I used my mental power. That was all."

"I don't believe you!" Feng Sang protested. "We tried that method as well, but it wasn't quick or comprehensive enough. Plus, it drains your spiritual essence very quickly. It doesn't work."

Feng Wu chuckled. "Have you forgotten what I am?"

"What are you?"

"I'm a medicine refiner." Feng Wu shrugged. "Medicine refiners are experts in the wood element, and they can communicate much better with plant spirits. I didn't use my mental power to discern the flower. I diagnosed it."

"Diagnose?" Everyone was shocked.

That method had never occurred to them!

Feng Wu smiled.. "Yes, diagnose. If four-leaf flowers are the norm, is the only three-leaf flower a mutation? If it is, then I can detect it."

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