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She then went to the cultivation rooms.1

It was an interesting place.

The five types of cultivation rooms each corresponded to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. There were also rooms for auxiliary elements such as ice, frost, and thunder.

Feng Wu made some inquiries and was told that students of Class E could only use Grade E rooms.

She then chose the Grade E fire room.

She entered it and used the crystal cores for her cultivation.

She noticed in surprise that her cultivation had doubled.

When she used all the crystal cores that she had brought with her, the percentage rose to 8%.

She needed 100% to become a real Spiritual King.

When she left the room, she was told that she had spent a small fortune.

"100 points?" She looked at the teacher in surprise.

It was a middle-aged female teacher. Her face was expressionless, and her eyes were cold. She didn't look very friendly.

She glanced at Feng Wu and said lightly, "10 points an hour. You've used 10 hours."

Feng Wu frowned. She felt that the teacher was targeting her.

She didn't think that she had met the teacher before.

"If you can't afford it, don't come again." The teacher glanced at Feng Wu and said to the student behind her, "Next."

There was a line behind Feng Wu, and the students were all whispering.

Zuo Qingluan had targeted Feng Wu from the very beginning. As a result, other students didn't fear Feng Wu either.

They even dared to discuss her in front of her.

"Who's she? Ms. Zhen is usually very nice."

"That's Feng Wu, the one Chief Qingluan tried to pick in front of everyone."

"I see. That's Feng Wu. By the looks of it, she's offended Ms. Zhen."

"Then she'll have a very hard time ahead of her. Cultivation rooms are the places we need most."

Ms. Zhen glanced at Feng Wu. "Why are you still here?"

Feng Wu smiled. "I'll use another 10 hours."

Ms. Zhen was surprised. "Are you going to use up your points?"

Feng Wu asked, "Do you know me? Why do you know how many points I have?"

Ms. Zhen didn't answer and only stared at Feng Wu.

Feng Wu asked, "Can't I do that?"

Ms. Zhen smirked. "Get back in line."

She wanted to give Feng Wu trouble.

Feng Wu glanced at her and walked toward the cultivation room.

"Stop right there!" Ms. Zhen felt humiliated and glared at Feng Wu. "Do you think you can go in just like that? Get back in line!"

Feng Wu ignored her again.

"Stop!" Infuriated, Ms. Zhen tried to grab Feng Wu's shoulder.

The moment her fingers touched Feng Wu, Feng Wu grabbed her arm and threw her over her shoulder.

Thump!

There was a loud noise.

Everyone was shocked.

They had never imagined that they would witness such a thing one day.

A mere student had thrown a teacher over her shoulder.

The teacher was Ms. Zhen, Mr. Zhu's wife.

"That's Ms. Zhen!"

"She's Zhen Ya's mother!"

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