Chapter 4000: My Spiritual Saint Guard (1)

Chapter 4000: My Spiritual Saint Guard (1)

Lord Jing was ready to show off.

The guard had used up a lot of his spiritual liquid... The thought made Lord Jing's stomach lurch, but he could only feign a happy face.

What else could he do? Reprimand the guard and drive him away? He was a rare Spiritual Saint now.

Lord Jing smiled reluctantly and patted Feng Wu on the shoulder.

Feng Wu wanted to laugh whenever she thought about what was really going on in Lord Jin's head, but she fought back her laughter and said respectfully, "My lord, I'm borrowing your spiritual liquid, and I'm going to sell my life to you. You can use it however you want. I'll pay you back."

That cheered Lord Jing up.

The spiritual liquid was a dead thing, but a person wasn't. Lord Jing could enslave a Spiritual Saint for the rest of his life. That was a sweet deal. At that thought, Lord Jing nodded with a smile. "Good, very good."

When they came out, they ran into the other three guards.

Jing Bao's face darkened when he saw Lord Jing come out of the study with Jing Wei.

It had always been his duty to follow Lord Jing around alone. Since when was it the third guard's turn?

He threw a dirty look at Jing Wei. Just wait when Lord Jing was gone...

Just then, Lord Jing looked up and saw Jing Bao. He smiled at the latter before heading for the bedchamber.

Jing Bao stopped Feng Wu with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"By the way," Lord Jin turned around and glanced at Jing Bao. "Raise his pay level to the same as you."

A promotion?

Although Jing Bao was a guard, he was a powerful Spiritual Saint, so he had his own courtyard, cultivation room, and...

But why could Jing Wei have them as well?

Lord Jing left without giving an explanation.

However, Jing Bao only stared at Feng Wu. "Why?!"

Feng Wu wasn't intimidated by the fierce look in his eyes at all. All she could think of was what she could do with his rage...

"Why?!" Jing Bao grabbed Feng Wu by the collar, and blue veins popped on his face.

Feng Wu rolled her eyes and knew what to do.

Lord Jing... Did he think his life would be so easy? She wanted to destroy the Jing Manor first!

Feng Wu frowned a little. "Put me down first." Of course, Jing Bao wouldn't do that.

However, Feng Wu reached out and grabbed his arm. The pain made Jing Bao stare at Feng Wu in bewilderment.

"How is that possible?" He gritted his teeth and asked angrily.

He thought he knew how capable Jing Wei was/

"You're just a Level-9 Spiritual Overlord. Why..."

Feng Wu tightened her grip.

Jing Bao felt that his entire arm had gone numb. He exerted all his strength, and blue veins popped all over his body.

Jing Jia and Jing Guo were both anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

They stared at Feng Wu in astonishment as well.

Jing Wei should be a Level-9 Spiritual Overlord, but why couldn't Jing Bao, a junior Spiritual Saint, defeat him?

To their further astonishment, the next second, Feng Wu threw Jing Bao's hand off.

Just like that.

The contrast between their power was obvious.

"Aren't you a Level-9 Spiritual Overlord?" Jing Bao stared at Feng Wu in disbelief..