Emperor Wu and the other officials were all astonished when they saw the irritated flying sword in the air.
This formidable weapon was quite the character.
Zuo Ming prompted Zuo Qingyu to subdue the sword, and she did as she was told.
She quickly chanted the spell.
All eyes were on the sword, and everyone wondered if it would surrender.
However, the old steward was flustered.
“This isn’t right. The weapon belongs to Feng Wu. What’s Zuo Qingyu doing?”
To his frustration, the weapon seemed baffled and actually stopped in midair. As Zuo Qingyu’s chanting sped up, it slowly flew toward her.
Emperor Wu and the others watched with great interest, and the emperor rubbed his chin and nodded. “What an amazing sword.”
Lord Mu cupped his hands at Zuo Ming and said, “Master Zuo, your family is so blessed. Zuo Qingluan is already the top teenage cultivator of her generation, and your second daughter seems to be as amazing as her sister.”
Zuo Ming humbly expressed his gratitude, but couldn’t hide the satisfied smile on his face. Deep down, he was overwhelmed with pride.
The Fallen Star Sword was slowly flying toward Zuo Qingyu, and her eyes lit up with excitement. Just when everyone thought that the sword was going to become Zuo Qingyu’s —
“Come back here!”
They heard a furious voice.
Everyone jumped at the bellow and turned in the direction of the voice.
Feng Wu stood next to the well with her face drained of all color.
She was frowning, and the look in her eyes was as sharp as blades. She stared at the weapon in the air.
To everyone’s astonishment, the sword that was slowly flying toward Zuo Qingyu paused for a moment in the air, before it turned around and flew toward Feng Wu.
Everyone was speechless.
Zuo Ming’s face immediately darkened.
Zuo Qingyu didn’t look any happier than her father. She stared at Feng Wu so hard that her eyes popped out.
“Come back here!”
Zuo Qingyu shouted at the sword as well.
But —
The Fallen Star Sword had recognized Feng Wu as its owner and no longer responded to Zuo Qingyu’s voice.
Feng Wu spread open her palm, and the scarlet sword landed in it.
The red color disappeared after that, and the sword was silver and bright again. It glistened like flowing water and was as docile as a sleeping child.
Everyone was speechless.
Feng Yanfeng’s eyes widened. “Feng Wu! You!”
Zuo Ming’s face was darker than a stormy sky. He glared at Feng Wu and bellowed, “Feng Wu! How dare you steal my family’s weapon?!”
Because she had used her own blood to nourish the sword, Feng Wu was ghastly pale at the moment and felt completely drained.
Zuo Ming’s bellow almost struck her down.
Crack —
Feng Wu had to thrust the Fallen Star Sword into the ground to steady herself.
Zuo Ming turned around and stared at Feng Yanfeng. “Master Feng, is this how the Feng family does things? I’m amazed!”
Feng Yanfeng broke out in a cold sweat.
He was one of the lower ranking officials among these people, and had been feeling nervous, but Feng Wu had just dragged him under the spotlight!
