Xu Qing comforted his wife, set the time for their future dream meetings, and departed gracefully.
He had other important matters to attend to.
Feng Wu woke up with a curved smile at the corner of her mouth, feeling somewhat melancholic. Her newly achieved "Supreme Forget Love" realm had now directly regressed.
However, having this experience made all the difference.
She stepped outside to the courtyard, lightly flicked her fingers, and the formless Qi Silk hooked onto the Blunt Heavy Sword of the Eastern Barbarian Martial Saint.
Alas, it couldn't be pulled out; instead, she heard the painful groaning of the Old Wutong Tree.
It really wasn't intentional.
Feng Wu approached the tree, gently patted it, soothing its aggrieved and painful emotions, then ordered someone to bring the mechanism to physically extract the heavy sword.
Mechanical techniques are truly marvelous, able to lift things weighing thousands of pounds effortlessly, let alone this heavy sword.
