Night fell.
Inside Small Wooden House, the mood was steeped in joy. When Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Wutong heard that Dai Yao had completed the trial, they grew excited as well.
Looking at those two stunningly beautiful faces, both wearing smiles, Dai Yao smiled in satisfaction. Compared to such happiness, completing the task seemed insignificant instead.
Over the past year, both girls had blossomed considerably. Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuqing were both sixteen, in the prime of youth. Soul masters grew a little faster than ordinary people, and at this moment, the two of them both looked a touch more mature.
Feng Wutong, meanwhile, had already been two years older than Dai Yao, and now she was so beautiful it was hard to look away. Dai Yao had no idea how many men in Spirit Hall secretly admired Feng Wutong.
Speaking of which, he had originally focused solely on cultivation and had not noticed the changes in Feng Wutong and Zhu Zhuqing. In his life, aside from the two girls, there were only four maids left.
This was only because Cuckoo reminded him from time to time that in Spirit Hall, yet another prodigy among his peers had confessed his feelings to Feng Wutong.
Although Feng Wutong had already rejected them clearly, those men still came surging in like moths to a flame, driving Feng Wutong to no end of frustration. Kite Douluo and Cyan Luan Douluo, on the other hand, were rather happy to see it happen. They had long since stopped wanting their precious disciple to continue serving as Dai Yao's maid! Zhu Zhuqing did not have such troubles. She cultivated under Ghost Douluo, and Ghost Douluo was not like those two Eminences; anyone who provoked Zhu Zhuqing was directly thrown into Death Canyon and tormented for a