Chapter 991
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Feng Wu was elated.
She wasn't happy that she had gotten into Imperial College, but that she had met her beautiful master.
Moreover, she had resumed her cultivation as soon as she saw her beautiful master. She had even gotten first place in Imperial College.
Hence, Feng Wu happily gave the order to give out red packets to every beggar. She gave out red packets to all the beggars.
Grand Secretary Fang glanced at Feng Wu. The girl was behaving strangely. Was she going to make a mistake while setting up the formation?
However —
Grand Secretary Fang soon realized that he had been overthinking things.
While Feng Wu was setting up the formation —
The most difficult part wasn't the placement of the spiritual stones, but the inscriptions.
The inscriptions and talismans were the most difficult part.
However, Grand Secretary Fang watched as Feng Wu started.
Out of habit, she would look to the right before she started, as if someone was there to teach her something.
After a few seconds, Feng Wu nodded, lowered her head, and started drawing!
That extremely complicated talisman was like floating clouds and flowing water as he waved the brush!
A regular formation master would have to spend months drawing the same inscription, for it was so complicated that the slightest mistake could ruin the whole thing.
But —
It took Feng Wu less than a minute to draw the inscription!
And the inscription —
"It's a Level 5 inscription!"
Grand Secretary Fang's eyes popped out!
There were different levels of inscriptions, which determined the level of the formation. Most formations were only Level 1 or 2, with Level 3 being rare and Level 4 being the rarest!
Take Imperial College's spirit formations for example. The first year students were provided with Level One spirit formations to practice.
The best Year 1 students, on the other hand, were provided with Level 2 formations.
But Feng Wu had drawn a Level 5 one right off the bat! That was Level 5!
In Imperial College, the special-grade teachers were only provided with level-five inscriptions.
Moreover, Grand Secretary Fang noticed —
To Feng Wu, a Level 5 inscription was the foundation, and she was starting on a Level 6 one!
Level 6?!
Grand Secretary Fang's eyes widened and he held his breath, fearing that the slightest sound would disturb Su Luo.
Ten minutes later, Feng Wu drew a Level 6 inscription.
But on the last stroke.
Pfft!
The inscription went awry and the spiritual stone shattered.
Feng Wu looked frustrated.
Frustrated?
Grand Secretary Fang looked at Feng Wu in resignation.
What was this girl so depressed about? As far as he knew, there weren't many people in the Junwu Empire who could draw a level 6 inscription.
In those ancient families, there would occasionally be a few old fellows who had yet to be born, right?
Among the famous Spiritual Array Masters, there was really no one who could draw a Level 6 inscription!
So what was so hard about failing?
Feng Wu's head was still turned to the right, and her eyes were fixed on something. It seemed that she had listened to someone else's words. She pondered for a moment, then started writing again.
He failed again.
Practice again.
He failed again.
Grand Secretary Fang heaved a long sigh. No way. The girl was so young and inexperienced. There was no way she could produce a Level 6 inscription.
Shaking his head, Grand Secretary Fang went off for a nap.
After a nap, Grand Secretary Fang sauntered back into the room and stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes!
It straightened!
Because on the table in front of him, there were three inscriptions, shining with the golden color of level 6 inscriptions!
This was impossible!
Grand Secretary Fang, who was getting on in years, pounced on Feng Wu!
At that moment, he was as fit and strong as a teenager!
He picked up the Level 6 inscription, turned it over and over again, and his eyes widened!
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