2989: Is It Possible?

Is It Possible?

What to do now?1

Who should she turn to?

Northern Feng General and the two principals were too difficult to get hold of, nor was she qualified to see them.

She could only go to her aunt for help.

Her aunt was the most senior elder in the Military Academy.

Elder Dongfang had always been trying to get the crown prince and Dongfang Ziyun together.

At that thought, Dongfang Ziyun rushed toward her aunt's residence.

The castle was divided into two wings, and the Military Academy had the left wing, which was the better side.

The set-up of the right wing was slightly inferior.

Dongfang Ziyun ran all the way from the right wing to the left.

The fortress had an area of 25 square kilometers, and the houses were set quite far apart.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

Dongfang Ziyun rushed into the courtyard.

Elder Dongfang was at a critical moment in her cultivation and wouldn't see anyone.

Dongfang Ziyun was stopped at the door.

"Miss Ziyun, I'm sorry, but Elder Dongfang is cultivating now, and no one can disturb her," said Xuelan, the elder's maid.

"When will my aunt come out?" Dongfang Ziyun stomped her foot.

"I can't say for sure." Xuelan frowned. "Elder Dongfang seldom goes into seclusion, and she may make a breakthrough this time. She mustn't be disturbed.

"If she succeeds, she'll be more capable than the most senior elder of the Military Academy. Miss Dongfang, please wait here." Xuelan stressed how important it was.

Dongfang Ziyun was so frustrated.

Xuelan looked at her in bewilderment.

She knew Miss Dongfang was a mediocre cultivator, but was very talented in the medical field. She was already a Supreme Level medicine refiner, and even His Majesty had complimented her for that.

Miss Dongfang was usually a calm and nonchalant person. Why was she so restless today?

Dongfang Ziyun said, "If my aunt can't help me, I'll do it myself!"

Meanwhile, Feng Wu was treating Jun Linyuan's wounds.

His injuries were so severe that she couldn't find any untouched skin.

She knew that with Jun Linyuan's capability, as long as his spiritual essence started circulating properly, his superficial wounds would recover quickly.

The internal injury was the tricky part.

He had used most of his spiritual essence to protect the enhancement pill in that critical moment.

"How's Boss Jun doing?"

Feng Xun panicked when he saw Feng Wu sitting there with a blank face.

Feng Wu said, "He'll live."

Feng Xun said, "So, he'll be fine."

Feng Wu gave him a long look.

It made Feng Xun uneasy. "What?"

Feng Wu sighed. "I'm worried."

Feng Xun asked, "About what?"

Feng Wu said, "I'm worried he'll be like me."

Feng Xun looked confused.

Feng Wu only shook her head. "I'm worried about his cultivation…"

When Zuo Qingluan destroyed Feng Wu's cultivation ability, there had been no spiritual essence in her body anymore. Only the tiniest amount of spiritual essence had still lingered in her dantian.

Jun Linyuan's dantian reminded her of those days.

Feng Xun finally realized what she was talking about. His eyes widened, and he said nervously, "Are you saying that Boss Jun may lose…"

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