Chapter 2190: Unt.i.tled

Feng Wu nodded.

She started after that.

Spiritual essence flowed toward her, and soon, she was ready for another breakthrough.

Whoosh –

The Spiritual Lord stood there and watched in amazement as this happened.

The spiritual essence began to rush toward her like a tidal wave.

He was astonished.

He stared at Feng Wu and couldn’t believe his eyes.

The look in the Spiritual King’s eyes also changed.

At first, he had looked at Feng Wu as if she was a dead person, but now, he knew that he was looking at a rising genius.

If only she was his daughter…

At that thought, the Spiritual King was filled with rage and reluctance.

But right at that moment, Feng Wu finished her breakthrough.

She looked up and beamed at the Spiritual Lord. “What did you say just then?”

The Spiritual Lord stared at Feng Wu.

He couldn’t believe his eyes. How could she make it look so effortless?

“How… How did you do it? How?! I don’t believe you!”

He couldn’t believe that someone could be so talented.

Feng Wu shrugged. “Is it that hard?”

The Spiritual Lord was speechless.

Was it that hard? It had taken him some painstaking effort before he reached the Spiritual Lord stage at 30 years old.

Right now, he was one of the most capable men in his province.

It nearly cost him his life to reach this stage.

But this girl only sat on the ground and shouted that she was going to make a breakthrough. Then, boom! She did it!

Was she even human?

Feng Wu put her hands on her knees and looked at him with a smile.

The Spiritual Lord didn’t know what to say.

Feng Wu said, “Are you going to go back on your word?”

The Spiritual Lord didn’t know what to say.

He felt cornered.

How awkward…

The Spiritual King frowned and said, “Do it!”

The Spiritual Lord said, “What?”

Do what?

The Spiritual King said, “Are you fond of Qingyu?”

The Spiritual Lord said, “Of course I am!”

“I’ll marry her to you!” said the Spiritual King. “Kill her now!”

Although Zuo Qingyu was dead, the Spiritual Lord was still thrilled that he could be her husband in name.

He nodded, but then realized something.

Why did his boss keep urging him to do it? Why wouldn’t he kill her himself?

However, he only kept that thought to himself. The most important thing now was to kill Feng Wu.

He drew out a dagger.

Feng Wu frowned at him. “Are you going to break your promise?”

The Spiritual Lord smirked. “What promise? You’ve killed my wife! There’s no promise for you! Die!”

Suddenly, Feng Wu, who was a Level 1 Spiritual Lord now, rose to her feet.