“No paper crane can do that!” Elder Wu said sternly. “You must be dreaming!”
Elder Mei said, “It’s not impossible. I heard that inscription masters at Level 8 or above have that sort of ability. Unfortunately, only the Dongsang Kingdom has such capable masters. We don’t have any.”
Zuo Qingluan was surprised. “There are no such masters in the empire? Are you sure?”
Elder Mei said, “Of course!”
“But…” Zuo Qingluan pretended to search her memory. “I thought a student gave you a paper crane earlier and told you it could lead you out of here.”
“Bullsh*t!” Elder Mei’s face darkened. “What does a student know about formations? How many inscriptions can they possibly know?”
Inscriptions were made from complicated combinations of words, which could form patterns.
As the level went up, the difficulty increased exponentially. Inscriptions were incredibly difficult to learn.
Elder Mei was an extremely talented inscription master, but he was stuck at Level 7 and couldn’t move on to the next level.
If he couldn’t do it, what could a student possibly do?
“I remember now! There was a paper crane!” Mr. Xu took the crane out of his chest pocket. “I still have it.
“The inscriptions were written so carelessly that it made me wonder. If we really get lost…”
His eyes lit up when he saw Feng Wu. “Isn’t she that student? Yes, it’s her!”
Elder Mei looked at Feng Wu and was disappointed by what he thought was a lie.
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
Elder Mei waved his hand. “Tear it up.”
Feng Wu said, “It really can…”
Zuo Qingluan made a move before Feng Wu could do anything.
She grabbed the paper crane from Mr. Xu and tore it to pieces.
Feng Wu frowned. She looked around at the tunnels before turning to Zuo Qingluan and Elder Mei. “I hope you won’t regret that.”
Zuo Qingluan smirked. “Regret? Who the hell do you think you are?”
Feng Wu wasn’t angry, but Chen Ziyun couldn’t stand it anymore.
Feng Wu was the crown prince’s future wife, so she could say whatever she wanted. Zuo Qingluan was only a fake. She couldn’t talk to Feng Wu like that!
Chen Ziyun stared at Zuo Qingluan. “Watch your attitude!”
What?
Everyone stared at Chen Ziyun.
His teammates couldn’t believe it. It was so unlike their captain! He always played it safe!
Did he know who he was talking to?
Zuo Qingluan didn’t expect it either.
She had even considered winning Chen Ziyun over to her side.
Unfortunately, she still hadn’t found her own team and had to fight her own battles.
She let out a streak of energy, which rushed toward Chen Ziyun.
Feng Wu was going to help him, but she saw Chen Ziyun was doing alright on his own.
Zuo Qingluan was a Level 1 Spiritual King, whereas Chen Ziyun was a Level 9 Spiritual Lord.
The difference was quite small.
No wonder Chen Ziyun wasn’t intimidated by Zuo Qingluan.
