Chapter 1959
Godly Empress Doctor
Feng Xun said, âAs if thatâs not enough, you asked the ghost king for the Water Dragon Ball!
âWhatâs more terrifying is that he gave it to you!
âXiao Wu, how can you be so awesome?!!!â
The others were almost as excited as Feng Xun was.
In comparison, Feng Wu was the calmest of them all.
Seeing the others throw Feng Wu high in the air and catch her before throwing her high up again, Dugu Yamo couldnât help but smile.
Feng Sang came to stand by her side and sighed in amazement. âSome people are just born with more luck.â
Dugu Yamoâs stomach lurched. She looked at Feng Sang and asked, âAre you saying that everything Feng Wu achieved is because of luck?â
âIsnât that it?â Feng Sang blurted out.
Dugu Yamo turned to look at Feng Sang and noticed the jealousy in the latterâs eyes.
Suddenly, she found Feng Sangâs face rather hideous.
Hideous? Dugu Yamoâs heart raced when she realized what she was thinking. She couldnât believe it!
Before, she was just like Feng Sang. She used to be jealous of Feng Wu and kept telling herself that Feng Wu was able to do all those things because she was lucky.
Because if she didnât think that way, she would have to admit that she wasnât as good as Feng Wu.
But in fact...
Yes, Feng Wu was lucky, but she couldnât have made it this far on luck alone.
Dugu Yamo suddenly realized that she had begun to accept Feng Wuâs success. What did that mean?
She was bewildered...
âWhatâs wrong?â Perplexed, Feng Sang looked back at her ally.
Dugu Yamo shook her head.
She didnât know what to think. She couldnât understand herself anymore.
Meanwhile, Feng Xun had finally finished celebrating. Feng Wu smiled and said, âThis is only the third trial, and we have four more to go. Weâll celebrate after we reach the seventh floor and defeat the Chosen Team.
As soon as she said that, all the laughter stopped.
Defeat the Chosen Team and win the game? Was she dreaming?
âDonât you believe me?â Feng Wu smiled. âBut thatâs what Iâve always believed.â
Feng Xun clenched his fists. âSure! Weâll defeat the Chosen Team, and they can go to hell! Hahaha ââ
The others became excited as well, except for Feng Yiran and Feng Sang. The two of them looked at each other, and both saw contempt in each otherâs eyes.
Defeat the Chosen Team? This little success had stopped Feng Wu from thinking properly.
âI wonder which floor the Chosen Team is on now. Their tasks are much easier than ours.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âI hope theyâre not too far ahead...â
Feng Xun cried out at that moment.
âLook! The fog surrounding us has dissipated!
âWow! I can see the light on the other side!
âItâs like seeing a building being sliced in half!
âThe lights on the other side... Theyâre lit all the way up to the fifth floor! What does that mean?â
Feng Xun cried out at that moment. âLook! Our side is only lit up until the third floor!â