Godly Empress Doctor

Someone took Feng Sang’s hand in excitement. “Feng Sang, Feng Sang, big news! That Feng Wu from your family really is going to die this time!”

Feng Sang frowned. “What are you talking about?”

“Feng Wu agreed to fight Xuanyuan Yi to the death tomorrow!”

Feng Sang asked, “Fight him to the death?”

“Yes. The kind where you sign an agreement before the battle and neither side is to be blamed for the death of the other. A battle to the death!”

Feng Sang narrowed her eyes and wondered if Feng Wu really was that eager to get killed.

But Feng Sang soon recalled the capability Feng Wu had shown in the Xuanyuan family house previously. It had been an astonishing demonstration, and she had to be a Level 7 Spiritual Grandmaster already!

Xuanyuan Yi had to be aware of Feng Wu’s cultivation level, but he still dared to challenge her. So, had there been a spurt in Xuanyuan Yi’s progress in the last few days?

“What’s Xuanyuan Yi’s ranking now?”

“He’s 298th.”

“Where do you think Feng Wu would be on that billboard if she shows her true capability?”

“900th?”

“600th?”

But Feng Sang shook her head. With what Feng Wu demonstrated in the Xuanyuan family the other day, she could make it into the top 100 at least, if that really was her true capability.

Of the senior Year 1 students, Rong Shixin was doubtlessly the top cultivator, with Si Yuan ranked right behind him. The two of them had both been capable cultivators for a long time and were skillful enough to proceed to Year 2. However, in order to consolidate their foundations, they had remained in Year 1.

Right now, Rong Shixin and Si Yuan both frowned when they heard the news.

Feng Wu had left a good impression on Rong Shixin, but since his family was related in some way to the Xuanyuan family, he was on their side.

Hence, after the Xuanyuan family incident, Rong Shixin considered Feng Wu an enemy.

As for Si Yuan…

He had met Feng Wu before, and was infatuated with her beauty —

Hearing the news, Si Yuan went out right away.

Where was he going?

Feng Sang had always had a secret crush on Si Yuan, and always paid attention to everything he did. Seeing him go out, she looked concerned. Without hesitation, she followed him quietly.

Si Yuan stopped Feng Wu in a grove when she was about to walk out of the school gate.

Feng Wu looked up at the teenager.

He wore an azure blue brocade robe, had a pair of cold eyes, and stared at her with an emotionless face.

It had to be said that the teenager was exceptional in both his appearance and demeanor, and one could tell right away that he was from a noble family. Most teenage girls would probably fall for his unapproachable aura.

However, Feng Wu only looked at him in bewilderment.

“Feng Wu —” The teenager stared at her and cut to the chase. He was very direct. “Be my girl.”

WHAT?!

Feng Wu was dumbfounded by that request and had the strangest look on her face.

“What did you say?” Feng Wu asked involuntarily, thinking that she was hearing things.

Keeping his gaze on Feng Wu, Si Yuan stressed each word and said earnestly, “Be my girl and I’ll help you call off the duel.”

Feng Wu blinked innocently. “…Who are you?”

The simple question baffled Si Yuan.

Si Yuan frowned, the ends of his eyebrows drooped, and he looked displeased. “…You don’t know who I am?”

She had met him before, but didn’t know who he was? Si Yuan felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a big hand, and he was very disgruntled.

Feng Wu shook her head. “Nope.”