However, Elder Wu knew that wasn't feasible.
The spirit wine would only work on someone like Chen Ziyun, who had reached the peak of the Spiritual Lord stage. It would be wasted on other cultivators.
Chen Ziyun looked in the direction Feng Wu had left with complicated feelings.
She said she would make him a Spiritual King, and she did it.
Nobody would believe such a promise, even if it came from the head of the college.
How was she able to do such things?
Meanwhile, Feng Wu was with Elder Mei.
The old man stared at her for a long time, thinking the girl would be flustered. However, he was disappointed.
The girl stood straight and met his gaze.
She was so calm.
"Where did you get the paper cranes?" Elder Mei asked.
Feng Wu didn't answer him.
"Who gave them to you? Who's your master?" Elder Mei stared at her.
