Xiao Wu! I’ve Lost Weight!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
You’re not an idiot? That’s exactly what you are! Ye Yafei was so thrilled to hear Chaoge’s refusal.
Yan Yue frowned. “You mean it?”
“Yes.” Duan Chaoge nodded earnestly.
“Idiot,” Ye Yafei murmured.
Chaoge glared at her. “You’re the idiot!”
Joining the imperial guards would be great, but could they find the antidote for Degenerative Powder? Could they stop her cultivation level from dropping? Could they help her lose weight? Could they point her in the right direction in comprehending Inky Rain?
Xiao Wu had done all that with the point of a finger and a single sentence!
And those people called her an idiot? She really would be one if she joined the imperial guards.
Yan Yue frowned and darted a displeased look at Feng Wu.
The girl had no spiritual essence and she wasn’t cultivating. What was the point of sitting in that position?
Chaoge had declined the offer because of Feng Wu. Hence, Yan Yue had a poor first impression of Feng Wu.
With so many people standing around and making so much noise, even a real cultivator wouldn’t be able to continue, let alone someone like Feng Wu who was only pretending. How could she keep up the act?
Yan Yue shook her head and found Feng Wu even more unpleasant.
But was Feng Wu sitting there for nothing? Of course not.
She had made some progress before she left home this morning, and had become a Level 2 Spiritual Grandmaster.
Feng Wu’s cultivation had turned very efficient since becoming a Spiritual Grandmaster.
She was able to point Chaoge in the right direction of Inky Rain and Chaoge was able to break through in such a short period of time. Of course, Feng Wu herself could benefit from the painting as well.
Feng Wu was on the threshold of Level 3 of the Spiritual Grandmaster stage already, but she couldn’t make her breakthrough when so many people were around. Otherwise, everyone would know that she had regained her abilities.
She wasn’t strong enough yet to keep everyone she cared about safe, and exposing them to potential threats was too risky.
Hence, she stopped practicing and opened her eyes.
“Xiao Wu!!!”
Chaoge was the person most excited to see Feng Wu open her eyes.
She jumped into Feng Wu’s arms and hopped around with Feng Wu. “Xiao Wu, guess what? I’ve lost weight! I have!”
Feng Wu examined Chaoge. She was right. Her face was much thinner than before, and looking down, the black dress that used to stretch tightly around her body had become very loose.
Feng Wu nodded. “Good. You’ve gotten rid of a third of the toxin already.”
“Yes!” Chaoge was almost in tears. “Look, Xiao Wu, I made a breakthrough as well! I’m Level 7 now!!!”
Level 7 was nothing for Chaoge, for she used to be a Level 9 Spiritual Master. But it meant so much to her now.
“Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu —” Chaoge wrapped her arms around Feng Wu and wouldn’t let go.
Feng Wu patted her on the head. “There, there. So many people are watching. Don’t cry.”
Chaoge wiped away her tears and giggled.
She had been a cheerful and optimistic girl before. Now that the most depressing period was over, she lit up like a ray of sunshine after a heavy rain.
“Hi, Xiao Wu!” Jin Yuntao greeted Feng Wu.
Feng Wu knew nothing of the outside world when she was in a meditative state, but Little Phoenix had told her everything, and Feng Wu learned of how Jin Yuntao and his friends had helped her.
Feng Wu, I’d Like to See What You Can Do Now!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Feng Wu greeted them with a nod.
Before she could speak, Ye Yafei smirked. “Feng Wu, you should be ashamed of yourself!”
“Ashamed?” Feng Wu was bemused.
Ye Yafei snickered. “Do you know that Chaoge just turned down an opportunity to join the imperial guards because of you? You’ve ruined Chaoge’s future. Aren’t you a little bit ashamed?”
That was actually what Yan Yue wanted to say.
As expected, Yan Yue turned her gaze on Feng Wu, looking rather displeased.
“Of course not,” Feng Wu said matter-of-factly.
The others were speechless. It was the imperial guards. Could Feng Wu be any more pretentious?
“Tch —” Ye Yafei snickered. “Feng Wu, you just can’t live with the fact that you can’t cultivate anymore, can you? You’re jealous of Chaoge’s talent and that’s why you’re stopping her from joining the imperial guards. You’re taking her down with you. You’re the most selfish and narrow-minded person I’ve ever met! I don’t know what Duan Chaoge is thinking, following you around like this.”
At those words, more people cast stern looks at Feng Wu.
Before Feng Wu said anything, Chaoge flared up.
She glared at Ye Yafei. “What’s wrong with you? It’s none of your business whether or not I join the imperial guards! Shut up already! Who the hell are you to me? Since when does your opinion count?!”
With Feng Wu to back her up, Duan Chaoge became that fierce, lively girl again.
Seeing Chaoge like this, Feng Wu smiled with relief.
God knew how her heart had ached for Chaoge when she found the latter in Elegant Ink Gallery in such a miserable state.
Ye Yafei went scarlet with embarrassment.
“You —”
Yan Yue stared at Feng Wu with a solemn and sincere look on her face. “Miss Feng, may I have a word?”
“Of course.”
Yan Yue said earnestly, “Duan Chaoge made a breakthrough from comprehending Inky Rain, which has earned her a position in the imperial guards. That’s a very rare honor. Are you sure you’re going to sabotage that wonderful opportunity for her? Miss Feng, that’s such a selfish thing to do!”
Instantly, all eyes were on Feng Wu.
Chaoge wanted to speak up, but Feng Wu stopped her.
She turned to Yan Yue and said calmly, “Chaoge will be a thousand times better staying with me than if she joined the imperial guards.”
How ungraciously immodest!
Yan Yue gave a wave of her hand, and the next second, everyone felt as if they were being sucked into a maelstrom. They stumbled and almost lost their footing.
Yan Yue then drew back her hand and everything was back to normal.
She stared at Feng Wu and said earnestly, “I’m just a foot soldier in the imperial guards, and that’s all I’m going to say!”
Feng Wu’s pupils contracted.
Yan Yue was at least a Level 2 Spiritual Grandmaster and she was a mere soldier in the imperial guards. Jun Linyuan had so many talented people working for him.
Just then, footsteps came from outside.
“Sister Yan Yue, has someone pissed you off? I see you’ve shown your muscle.”
Young Master Mu’s voice rang out.
Feng Xun was a frequent customer of World Tower, and as Feng Xun’s buddy, Young Master Mu showed up just as often. Hence, all the employees of World Tower knew him.
Young Master Mu!
Hearing that careless chuckle, Ye Yafei’s eyes lit up!
Young Master Mu was finally here!
Feng Wu, I’d like to see what you can do now!
Yan Yue turned around, saw Young Master Mu, and greeted him with a nod.
Young Master Mu waved her off, went up to them in an arrogant manner, and darted a glance at Chaoge.