Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Feng Wu rolled her eyes when no one was looking.
She was originally a woman of the 21st century, who had woken up in a baby’s body in this world. At three, she accidentally triggered that Dragon and Phoenix Spiritual Ring and met her beautiful master. Zuo Qingyun and the people behind her set Feng Wu up when she was eight and her True Phoenix Blood was destroyed. She had been banished to live in the old family manor in Northern Border City until now, at thirteen years old.
She had indeed been a genius as everyone else said in the five years between three and eight.
There were nine Spiritual Master levels, and many got stuck at this cultivation stage for the rest of their lives without breaking through.
However, Zuo Qingluan was able to enter the Spiritual Grandmaster stage at such a young age and had even made such great progress already.
Feng Wu, on the other hand… wasn’t even a Level 1 Spiritual Master yet.
At that thought, Feng Wu suddenly lost her appetite.
“You were no match for her back then,” Feng Xun teased Xuan Yi. “I can still recall your sulky face after losing to Feng Wu back then. You would wait for her outside her house with a sword every day and challenge her to a fight, but she was so aloof that she didn’t even remember you. The first question she asked was ‘who are you and what are you doing here?’ Hahaha —”
Xuan Yi looked at Feng Xun in resignation, then turned his head the other way. That guy and his big mouth!
Feng Wu looked at Xuan Yi with wide eyes. She said that? Why couldn’t she remember any of it at all?
But she supposed she could have said that, for she had been so busy back then. Apart from her daily cultivation tasks, she had had so much more to learn.
Inscriptions, spiritual formation, carving, painting, music, language, history, geography… and intricate and obscure medical knowledge… Her beautiful master was a perfectionist, and little Feng Wu took classes almost 24/7 with barely any breaks in between…
She got up earlier than the birds and went to bed after the pigs went to sleep. She was exhausted at the end of the day and would fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Thankfully, she had her training as a top secret agent in her former life, which had tempered her stamina and endurance through countless battles, otherwise she would never have been able to keep up with such a schedule.
But she wasn’t aloof or haughty at all. She was just very, very busy…
Hence, Feng Wu made an attempt to vindicate herself. “This Feng Wu you’re talking about, could she be that aloof? Maybe she was just too busy to…”
“No, she wasn’t!” Feng Xun said affirmatively. “What else did she have to do apart from cultivate? She just had this deadpan face and kept her distance from everyone.”
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say. Brother Feng Xun, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.
Feng Xun loved noise and excitement. He was the type that could liven up a party all by himself. Since Feng Wu wouldn’t talk to him, he went back to gossiping with Xuan Yi. “Xuan Yi, you had a crush on Feng Wu back then, didn’t you? Or why would you wait outside her door and run after her all the time?”
Before Xuan Yi could deny it, Feng Xun arched his eyebrow, sounding cheerful and confident. “Too bad, Feng Xun didn’t like you. She was in love with Boss Jun.”
Feng Wu was sipping her tea, and she spat it out at those words. ” Cough… cough, cough… ”
Feng Wu thought she was going to cough her lungs out!
WTF? Since when was she in love with Jun Linyuan? She had only been eight years old, for Christ’s sake! What did kids of that age know about love? What Feng Xun said was pure slander!
Feng Xun took out a white silk handkerchief in a hurry and dried the water on Feng Wu’s face for her. He scolded her as he wiped her face, “I was talking about Feng Wu, the girl in love with Boss Jun, not you! Why are you being so fidgety?”
Feng Wu was shouting at the top of her lungs in her head, “But I AM Feng Wu!”