Ancient Force

"Brother Lu, over here!" Several of them waved him over.

When Lu Zhen approached, Shi Yan gave an honest smile and could not help asking, "Brother Lu, how did your acupoints and Star Vortex breakthroughs go during these three days of seclusion?"

Feng Wuji and the others also turned their eyes toward Lu Zhen.

"Not bad." Lu Zhen answered casually. "What about you?"

Not bad?

Feng Wuji and the skinny young man exchanged a look, both understanding at once.

The E-rank quiet room had such thin spiritual energy. What kind of results could it possibly produce?

He had probably opened too few acupoints to convert even a single Star Vortex. Afraid of losing face if he said it aloud, he could only answer vaguely.

"True enough, the conditions in that E-rank quiet room were indeed rather harsh." Feng Wuji said gently, "Brother Lu, there's no need to lose heart. Once we reach Ancient Star, earn some more Ancient Jade Coins and trade for an A-rank quiet room. You'll naturally catch up from behind."

"Hmph." A soft snort rang out. The gorgeous woman shot Lu Zhen a glance. "Ancient Star isn't child's play, Lu Zhen. Your foundation is weak, so make sure you don't drag our team down when the time comes."

Lu Zhen raised his brows slightly but said nothing.

"Shut up!" Feng Wuji's expression darkened as he snapped his folding fan shut.

The gorgeous woman froze and looked at Feng Wuji in astonishment.

"I'll say it one more time. We are one team." Feng Wuji's gaze swept across them. "If we're comparing talent, resources, and foundations, which of you can compare to those disciples from the seven great Lineages?"

"You can't!" Feng Wuji said coldly. "If we want to survive on Ancient Star, if we want to seize benefits,