Northern Spirit Realm and Northern Spirit Institute

Of course, whether Hundred Spirit Continent was powerful had nothing to do with a minor figure like Mu Feng.

To be more precise, whether Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy was powerful had nothing to do with Mu Feng either.

Mu Feng was like a wisp of wind drifting between heaven and earth.

Like a drop of water in a great river.

He could not represent All Living Things, nor did he possess the ability to turn the clouds and rain. Qing Yan Jing had seen plenty of people like him in her life, though she had only lived eighteen years and a few months so far...

Fortunately, her age had nothing to do with whether she chose to pay Mu Feng any attention.

She had only taken a greater interest in him because Lu Yuan was interested.

That was why she paid Mu Feng a little more attention.

If Lu Yuan had not immediately identified Mu Feng's background, seemingly having heard of him before, she would not even have spared him a glance.

An invisible thread of fate was severed just like that.

The World Consciousness was in quite a predicament as well.

A big shot had sent over a well-connected beneficiary who stole the protagonist's mother, indirectly preventing the protagonist from being born. What was it, the World Consciousness, supposed to do?

Just let it be?

That was obviously impossible!

Since that was the case, it could only abandon Qing Yan Jing.

Never mind what that well-connected beneficiary was actually thinking.

The protagonist's fate was fixed, after all.

At worst, it could arrange a few more opportunities for the protagonist. Xiao Yan had possessed no foundation at the beginning; even the bloodline of the Xiao Clan within him had only been awakened later. Had he not still climbed step by