Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 107: 107.Are you here for cultivation or to enjoy the blessings?

True Master Xuan Jian and Ling Xiaoyue conversed using the Thousand-Mile Transmission spell, leaving others only to see them silently looking at each other without hearing a word they said.

The other two True Masters were as serene as meditating monks, while Feng Qin below seemed to be lost in thought, raising her head to look at Fang Zhou with a complex expression in her eyes.

What an outstanding talent, how could he follow the wrong person? Isn’t their Heavenly Sword Sect good enough?

After hearing True Master Xuan Jian’s words, Ling Xiaoyue laughed heartily: “Born a scoundrel? This kid really is a scoundrel, but I have no plans to replace my disciple just yet. When I get tired of him, we’ll talk. I just wonder if you would accept second-hand goods then—ah, why are you pinching me?”

Ling Xiaoyue turned her head and glared at Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou maintained a polite and humble expression, calmly withdrawing his hand, thinking to himself that she was the real second-hand good.

And he finally discovered, if attacked by surprise, this woman could feel pain too, which was good news.

Seeing Ling Xiaoyue’s refusal, True Master Xuan Jian couldn’t help but look regretful. Such great talent, just wasted like that.

Ling Xiaoyue waved her hand towards her and then controlled the wine jug to fly towards the cloud sea.

Watching the departing wine jug, True Master Yu Jian whispered, “What did she say?”

True Master Xuan Jian showed a wry smile, “She asked if we would accept second-hand goods in the future.”

True Master Yu Jian snorted coldly, “So presumptuous.”

But deep down, she sighed; such a presumptuous person was able to find such a rare talent that appears once in hundreds of years, why couldn’t their Heavenly Sword Sect find one too.

At that moment, True Master Lei Jian, who had been silent from the start, concisely said: “I’ll take it.”

True Masters Yu Jian and Xuan Jian were both shocked looking at her. You are really desperate.

On the other side, Xuan Ling stared blankly at the departing wine jug, astonished by the day’s surprising and tumultuous events.

This young man who was supposed to become her junior brother, turned out to be the disciple of that notorious scoundrel, attending the entry-level trial just to hitch a ride, was something she had never expected.

Yu Qing stood beside her, consoling, “Cheer up, junior sister. Moon Viewing Peak is not far, and you’ll have chances to meet him later.”

Xuan Ling glanced at her, So what if it’s not far, he is no longer a person of Heavenly Sword Sect.

Wait, isn’t that even better?

Xuan Ling fell into deep thought.

Until now, the new disciples were still clueless, the situation had changed too fast for these newbies to adapt, but one thing was clear to them, this guy who overshadowed everyone else was no longer a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

No one knew how many were feeling regret or relief.

Although the most outstanding ‘seed’ had run away, now they still had to assign the new disciples.

But the three True Masters felt a kind of dullness; the previously coveted Xia Wenqiu and Ji Congfeng seemed to have lost all attraction now.

True Master Yu Jian, unable to hide her annoyance, stressed, “Fellow disciples, that Li Yunlong is no longer a disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect, don’t make a mistake when you see him.”

In the crowd, Li Yunlong timidly raised his hand.

“True Master, I am Li Yunlong.”

True Master Yu Jian: “…”

Good for you, kid, even the name is fake, just as shameless as your scoundrel master.

…

The wine jug sped through the cloud sea.

This was Fang Zhou’s first time riding in Ling Xiaoyue’s wine jug. Although it was quite small, it was fast and stable.

After leaving Yuxu Palace, Ling Xiaoyue curiously asked, “My disciple, what have you done to make those three old women value you so much?”

Fang Zhou puffed out his chest, “Of course, because I’m handsome, have a good character, strong abilities, beloved by people, and flowers bloom at my sight. Is it strange to be valued?”

“Give me a break, your master didn’t see that.”

“That’s because you’re blind.”

Under Ling Xiaoyue’s persistent questioning, Fang Zhou had no choice but to recount what happened at Buried Sword Ridge.

“Hahaha, no wonder those three old ladies wouldn’t leave you alone.”

Ling Xiaoyue laughed breathlessly, knowing that Fang Zhou had mastered the long-lost Sword Control Technique, but the three True Masters were unaware and thought he was an Innate Swordman.

But if the fact that Fang Zhou entered the Enlightenment State in just the Qi Refining Realm were to be leaked, the Heavenly Sword Sect would probably fight over accepting him as a disciple.

After finishing her laughter, Ling Xiaoyue started to complain about Fang Zhou again: “You sensed so many Spirit Swords, why didn’t you bring them all back? Even if you couldn’t take all, taking half would work. Those Spirit Swords are worth a lot, and you didn’t take a single one, truly disappointing your master.”

Damn, why don’t you go get them yourself?

If I took one, who knows if I could have safely escaped.

However, Ling Xiaoyue’s comment reminded Fang Zhou of something else: “Right, what’s the deal with your Moon Viewing Peak, the people from Heavenly Sword Sect said you seized it forcefully.”

“Seized my ass.”

Ling Xiaoyue looked indifferent: “I have the deed for Moon Viewing Peak, those people from Heavenly Sword Sect are shameless and won’t admit it.”

Fang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, having a deed was good, otherwise being driven away by the Heavenly Sword Sect would be too embarrassing.

Something feels off.

At this moment, they had arrived at Moon Viewing Peak.

Compared to the main and three branches of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Moon Viewing Peak was not very high and looked quite slender, but the scenery at the peak was very pleasant, a good place for cultivation and healing.

And it not being very large was only relatively speaking, for Fang Zhou, a whole mountain was big enough, he had never lived in such a big place in his two lifetimes.

Ling Xiaoyue mentioned that the sect had pavilions and mansions like heavenly palaces, there were plenty of big houses, which location should he choose to live in?

While pondering, the wine jug had already flown up to Moon Viewing Peak, Fang Zhou looked down and was dazzled by the beautiful scenery.

But soon Fang Zhou realized something was wrong: “Wait, where is our sect?”

“Right there.”

Ling Xiaoyue pointed downward.

Following her direction, Fang Zhou immediately saw it, right on the summit of Moon Viewing Peak.

Three thatched cottages.

Fang Zhou thought he was seeing things, he rubbed his eyes, then confirmed he was not mistaken, indeed there were only three mud and thatch cottages on Moon Viewing Peak.

When Ling Xiaoyue’s wine jug landed in front of the three thatch cottages, Fang Zhou finally confirmed, this was the sect Ling Xiaoyue was talking about.

He silently activated the Sword Control Technique, a sword cry echoed, and Xuanyuan Sword shot out from the Sword Box, chopping towards Ling Xiaoyue’s dog head.

Ling Xiaoyue got a fright and quickly dodged: “Rebellious disciple, what are you doing, trying to kill your master?”

Fang Zhou pointed at the three cottages with a face full of sorrow and angrily said to Ling Xiaoyue: “Do you know how long I’ve been looking forward to a big house? Is this what you meant by pavilions and mansions like heavenly palaces, with plenty of big houses?”

He felt as heartbroken and pained as a naive girl deceived physically by a sugar-coated scumbag posing as a rich second-generation.

In his last life, Fang Zhou had deep resentment for houses. He couldn’t even afford a toilet until he died, and now in this life, he thought he could realize his dream but ended up still being fooled.

Why is life so hard?

Facing Fang Zhou’s scolding, Ling Xiaoyue pointed around: “Pavilions, mansions, big houses, aren’t all these here?”

She was referring to the buildings on Heavenly Sword Peak and Yujian Peak.

Fang Zhou almost spat out blood in anger: “That’s someone else’s from Heavenly Sword Sect.”

Ling Xiaoyue shrugged: “Yeah, I never said it was ours. Having a few thatched cottages to live in is not bad at all. Look at others and then see what we have. Isn’t it an opportunity to temper your mindset? ‘The sword’s edge comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom’s scent from the cold.’ Heaven assigns a great task to a person, must first suffer their mind, task their muscles, starve their skin. Cultivation is about facing all sorts of difficulties to break through oneself, otherwise are you here to cultivate or to enjoy comforts?”

It had to be said, Ling Xiaoyue made a lot of sense.

Fang Zhou considered it carefully then turned around: “True Master Xuan Jian’s house must be really big, I’ll go visit there.”

“Come back here.”