Feng Wu sighed inwardly. The girl didn’t have to go that far.
Taking a deep breath, Qiuling said in a serious tone, “I want to go wherever Miss Wu goes and be there for you all the time.”
Qiuling had been feeling uneasy for months.
Her mistress was making progress at such an unbelievable speed, and growing stronger as one watched. Qiuling knew that if this went on, it would only be a matter of time before she was left so far behind that she wouldn’t be able to catch up to Feng Wu even if she ran at full speed.
Qiuling couldn’t allow herself to remain so weak.
If she didn’t do something about it, she would only humiliate her mistress in the future when she got bullied again.
Qiuling clenched her fists at that thought.
Feng Wu kept her gaze on Qiuling for a long while. Realizing that her maid had made up her mind, Feng Wu decided that she would honor Qiuling’s choice and grant Qiuling her wish.
“Alright. I still need to make some preparations. We’ll start after I get back from Imperial College tomorrow.”
Feng Wu had been able to transform Feng Xiaoqi into a boy with the Ultimate Spiritual Body, and she indeed knew a way to help Qiuling; it was just that —
Feng Wu said in a solemn tone, “But you have to be sure about this, for there’s a 50% chance that it could kill you.”
Qiuling nodded decisively.
Feng Wu added, “Moreover, after you’ve obtained the Ultimate Yin Body, you won’t be able to have babies anymore. You’ll probably never get married like other women do, and cultivation and the sword are going to be all that there is for you.”
Qiuling said, “I’ll take that!”
Qiuling had a gentle soul, but once she made up her mind, she would stick to it, just like when she had decided to stay with Feng Wu five years ago; she wouldn’t leave the already crippled Feng Wu then, no matter how lucrative the offers she received.
Feng Wu was speechless.
The following day.
Feng Wu and Chaoge went to Imperial College together.
School actually started three days ago, but Feng Wu had asked for leave because she had to work on the Taiyi formation.
As always, Chaoge stayed with Feng Wu, and didn’t go to school for three days either.
Imperial College was vast in size. It took up the entire West District, which was as large as a quarter of the imperial capital. That was proof enough of the importance which the empire placed on the college.
Marble columns rose so high that they seemed to touch the sky. The walls were hundreds of meters tall, and wide enough for ten horses to run shoulder to shoulder on top of it. People looked like ants in contrast when they stood by the wall.
This wasn’t the first time that Feng Wu and Chaoge were visiting Imperial College.
The last time they were here, they had fought Feng Sang right here in the courtyard. Today, however, all was quiet.
It made sense, for everyone should be in class at the moment.
“Where are the Year 1 classrooms?”
Feng Wu and Chaoge exchanged looks of bewilderment.
Chaoge said, “Well, I remember where the principal’s office is. Shall we go ask him?”
Feng Wu was speechless. Although Grandpa Fang was the acting principal now, wasn’t it a bit over the top to go to him just to ask for directions?
Feng Wu looked around. Someone was bound to skip class at some point, she was sure of it.
She was right —
Searching the area with her spiritual essence, Feng Wu soon detected the sound of breathing behind some rocks.
Walking quietly toward the spot, Feng Wu reached out and pulled a boy out of hiding.
“Uh, it’s you —”
The boy had gotten out of his class with the excuse of doing some cultivation, but was in fact taking a nap. The last thing he expected was to be caught red-handed. He jumped, opened his eyes, and saw a stunning beauty.
“Y- you’re Feng Wu!” the teenager cried out, flushing with excitement.
Feng Wu said, “You know who I am?”
The teenager slapped his thigh. “How can I not know who you are? You’re famous! Many people have been talking about what you did to His Royal Highness…”
