Chen Ziyun grew more excited as he spoke. “I thought we were going to lose miserably, but we have you now!

“We may actually win!”

Feng Wu was perplexed. “Is the other team that capable?”

Chen Ziyun snorted. “They won the competition last year. This year, they went to Peace Grassland with better resources and the right to choose their location first. They chose the third zone. It was announced later that they had found a spiritual stone mine there!

“You may not know this, but at the center of every spiritual stone mine is a place that can shorten the time needed to cultivate by half!”

Feng Wu nodded. She knew this.

There was a spiritual stone mine beneath Grand Secretary Fang’s house. Her family members had been making fast progress for that reason.

Because she knew formations, she was able to direct the chaotic energy of the mine into the formation, where it could be slowly consumed.

Ordinary people could use that energy directly.

It could still improve their capability, but the spiritual essence would become unsustainable.

Chen Ziyun smiled bitterly. “They absorbed a lot of spiritual essence in the mine and all of them have made a lot of progress. Sheng Changtian is their captain.

“He was more capable than me when I met him in Peace Grassland. I don’t know what level he is at now.

“His teammates have improved significantly as well. They’ve never been as arrogant as they are now.”

He patted Feng Wu on the shoulder. “Feng Wu, we’re counting on you!”

Feng Wu rolled her eyes at him. “If all five of them are as powerful as you say, I may not be able to defeat them all.”

Chen Ziyun was frustrated. “I wish we had found a spiritual stone mine as well. That way, we would have also made great progress. This one was drained ages ago. There’s no energy left.”

An idea struck Feng Wu.

The energy might not exist anymore, but something else could improve the team’s capability in a short period of time.

“How many Spiritual Kings do we have?” Feng Wu asked.

Chen Ziyun shook his head. “You don’t want to know.”

Feng Wu said, “Now isn’t the time to keep secrets. Answer me.”

Chen Ziyun asked, “Are you a Spiritual King?”

Feng Wu nodded.

Chen Ziyun seemed crestfallen. “I’m not.”

Feng Wu said, “I know that.”

Chen Ziyun said, “I’ve been stuck at Level 9 for two years. No matter how hard I train, I still can’t make a breakthrough.”

Little Phoenix snorted in Feng Wu’s head. “Of course he can’t.”

Feng Wu asked, “Do you know why?”

Little Phoenix chuckled.

Feng Wu asked, “What’s wrong with him?”

Chen Ziyun had chosen to let her escape in a dangerous situation when he didn’t know her real level. He hadn’t abandoned her, and Feng Wu was grateful for that.

Little Phoenix said, “He made his breakthroughs too quickly before. He hasn’t built a solid foundation, and his dantian was injured again before it could recover from the previous injury.”