The faces of Jun Linyuan, Feng Xun, and Yu Mingye flashed in her mind in turn, and Feng Wu felt especially sorry for lying to Feng Xun.
"Brother Feng Xun, I'm sorry." Feng Wu gripped the bottle and apologized in her head. "I want to be able to cultivate again; above all else, I want to wake up my beautiful master. So, I had to take the juice of that Immortal Spiritual Fruit!"
Feng Wu caressed the Dragon and Phoenix Spiritual Ring on her index finger. With a wave of her hand, she entered the ring in her spiritual form, leaving her physical body outside.
Feng Wu had partitioned off a small corner in the ring for her personal belongings and left most of the space empty.
A spacious White Jade Ice Bed stood in the center of the space.
On the bed lay a figure dressed all in white. Fair, slender, and otherworldly, he reminded one of a god descending from heaven.
Feng Wu went up to the bed and knelt down, keeping her back ramrod straight. She stared at that stunning face unblinkingly.
