Immortal Spiritual Fruit

Seeing Feng Wu's speed again, Bu Jingyu couldn't believe his eyes.

"You're so fast!" Bu Jingyu's eyes widened. "Hey, Boss Feng Wu, what are you editing? Didn't you do that already?"

Feng Wu said, "Elder Bian next door is locating them as we speak."

Bu Jingyu was so frightened that his face turned pale!

Locating them? OMG! Were all the inscription masters in Dongsang so powerful?! They could even locate the fighter jets?!

"Then, then, can they trace the fighter jets back to us? Can they? Can they really do that?" Bu Jingyu panicked.

Feng Wu nodded. "Yup."

Bu Jingyu asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Feng Wu said, "I'll edit them again."

Bu Jingyu was about to say something else when Feng Wu glanced at him. "If you keep talking, I might not be able to change the last one in time…"

Bu Jingyu instantly covered his mouth with both hands, not daring to say a word!