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Chapter 676

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Why was the kid telling the truth?

Grand Secretary Fang threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. "You don't need to worry about that. I think the location of the physical tryout will be Peerless Desert. Go home and get used to the weather."

"Alright. If there's nothing else, go back to your cultivation." Grand Secretary Fang waved Feng Wu off.

Proud Snowfield was too dangerous. He wouldn't let the girl take the risk.

Furthermore, even if the students were to train, they would only do so at the edge of the snowfield. The Frosty Night Beast, on the other hand, lived in the depths of the snowfield. Once the test was set to be in Proud Snowfield, the reckless kid would definitely venture into the depths of the snowfield!

Rubbing her nose, Feng Wu left the manor.

But she still didn't want to give up.

Usually, Proud Snowfield only opened up once a year. If it wasn't chosen here, who knew when it would open up again. Moreover —

Feng Wu wanted to finish cultivating the Taiyi Formation as soon as possible.

She wasn't the only one. Everyone around her would be able to cultivate as well.

After all, the Zuo family had their eyes on her!

What could she do to convince the higher-ups to set Proud Snowfield on the map?

Jun Linyuan was the first person that came to Feng Wu's mind.

One word from Jun Linyuan could convince Imperial College to hold the physical tryout in Proud Snowfield. However … Feng Wu shook her head at the thought of begging Jun Linyuan. No.

Who else could it be other than Jun Linyuan? Feng Wu thought of Yu Mingye.

Yu Mingye was usually an idiot, but when he got serious, he could be a very capable person. That was obvious from the incident with Feng Yanfeng.

Hence, Feng Wu went to see Yu Mingye.

"Proud Snowfield?"

Yu Mingye wasn't there when Feng Wu arrived, and the elder of the head of the family came to greet her.

The elder only asked her what it was, and Feng Wu told him the request.

Feng Wu nodded. "Yes. Can we set it in Proud Snowfield?"

The elder gave it some thought, then smiled. "Miss Feng Wu, you're very lucky. I'm sure you'll get what you want."

"Thank you, Head Elder." Feng Wu smiled.

"Miss Feng Wu, if you really want to thank us, you should come visit our young master more often." The elder looked at Feng Wu earnestly. "Our young master has been talking about you a lot lately."

Feng Wu said, "Of course."

After leaving Yuming Ye Manor, Feng Wu returned to her carriage.

"Miss?" Seeing that Feng Wu was spacing out, Qiuling couldn't help but ask.

Feng Wu came back to her senses. "Let's go to Northern Feng Mansion."

Qiuling felt sorry for Feng Wu.

Miss Wu hadn't slept since last night. She had been working on the formation right after the concoction, and after that, she had gone to see Grand Secretary Fang. After that, she had gone to see Young Master Yu Mingye. Now, she was on her way to Lady Northern Feng …

Would Miss's body really be able to take it?

Seeing Feng Wu's pale face, Qiuling was even more worried.

Northern Feng Mansion.

The person guarding the door was still the same person from last time.

He didn't dare stop Feng Wu. She immediately smiled and said, "Miss Feng, you're finally here. Our Young Prince asked me to stand guard at the door. He said that as soon as you came in, there was no need to inform us and that I should quickly welcome you in."

Feng Wu smiled and nodded at him.

Lady Northern Feng lived in the main courtyard.

Feng Wu heard hurried footsteps as soon as she arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.

It was indeed Feng Xun.

Hearing the footsteps, Feng Xun dashed out, grabbed Feng Wu, and dragged her inside.

"Xiao Wu, quick quick quick, come and see my mother!"

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