Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 43: The lower half of the body controlled the brain.

Fang Zhou and Han Li entered the old site of Lanruo Temple together.

From the outside, the architecture of Lanruo Temple seemed intact, but once inside, they realized that Lanruo Temple was in ruins, everywhere there were remnants of walls and green vines.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, Fang Zhou smelled a heavy scent of trees, as if he was in a forest after the rain, very similar to the smell of grass he detected the previous night.

He looked up to the sky and saw seven-colored rosy clouds filling the sky, as if dyeing the entire night with color. It was impressive from the outside, but feeling it from inside was especially awe-inspiring.

This meant that the whole old site of Lanruo Temple was bathed in the seven-colored rosy clouds, which also meant it was impossible to know where the light was emanating from. With such a large area for the temple, it was impossible for these individual cultivators to search every part of it.

However, Fang Zhou and Han Li had already received a tip from Ling Xiaoyue that the Secret Treasure was within the giant tree, so they did not need to search aimlessly like the other cultivators.

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Thus, after entering the temple, they headed straight for the giant tree.

The giant tree was incredibly huge, visible from outside the temple, and even more evident from within. The enormous canopy was like a giant umbrella that covered the sky, unimaginable that a tree could grow so large.

Normally, with such a large reference point like the giant tree, one would not take the wrong path, but Lanruo Temple was filled with odd structures and complicated pathways. Many collapsed buildings and overgrown wild grass and vines had blocked the paths, forcing them to take detours.

After several turns, they ended up even farther away from the giant tree.

Fang Zhou felt something was amiss and said to Han Li, “I’ll climb up to the roof to take a look.”

Han Li was about to suggest that she should go, but then saw Fang Zhou take a running start and deftly climbed up the roof of a nearby building.

Just as he arrived on the roof, before he had a chance to take in the surroundings, he immediately noticed someone else climbing up on the other side.

The other person, halfway up, also noticed someone on the roof, looked up and locked eyes with Fang Zhou, both slightly surprised.

That person turned out to be one of the four women with whom Fang Zhou had a conflict.

The other person’s mouth opened slightly, as if about to shout, but Fang Zhou was already holding the Evil Slaying Sword, activating the Qi Gathering Technique, and dashed over with the speed of a running horse, thrusting his sword.

The other person quickly let go with both hands and dropped downwards, avoiding Fang Zhou’s thrust, but had a section of her hair chopped off.

Han Li below heard the noise and urgently asked, “Sir, what’s happened?”

Fang Zhou jumped down from the roof, and sure enough, those four women were below. Seeing Fang Zhou coming down from the roof, they all drew their weapons and glared at him angrily.

Han Li came over from the other side, saw the four women, and her expression turned serious. She quickly drew her longsword and stood guard beside Fang Zhou.

Both sides were on edge.

Fang Zhou had not expected to encounter these four women here. He had only recorded these four women in his notebook the previous night, and tonight they had appeared before him; truly, enemies often cross each other’s paths.

The leading woman touched her cut hair and yelled angrily at Fang Zhou, “Well, well, enemies do meet on a narrow path. Tonight, I’m going to teach you, you stinky brat who can only sneak attack!”

“It’s more than just a lesson!”

Another woman chimed in, looking at Fang Zhou with a lascivious gaze, “We need to make him wish he were dead.”

“Exactly, we need to vent our anger,”

The four of them started to laugh provocatively, completely taking Fang Zhou for a given.

Han Li, hearing their foul and offensive language, had her expression darken immediately, as if she had been wronged.

Fang Zhou was also amused by anger. Did they really think he was so easy to bully? It seemed that the intimidation he imposed on these four women yesterday had no effect at all.

The gender norms in this world were indeed deeply rooted; he was a man handsome and capable of fighting, yet the women only remembered his looks, each thinking he was easy to bully and wanting to get the better of him.

Fang Zhou made a miscalculation here; adding up his ages from both lives, he was quite old, and often considered himself an adult, but in appearance he was actually a teenager around fifteen or sixteen, just a bit taller, even Han Li seemed older than him.

Moreover, if you put yourself in their shoes, if men encounter a beautiful girl who can also fight, even if they can’t beat her, they’d still fantasize about her in their minds, and there are quite a few who are so lecherous they’d risk their lives for it.

The four women facing him were typical cases of their lower halves governing their brains.

[Trigger new mission—Defeat the Four Sisters of the White Tiger Sect]

[Difficulty: Easy]

[Reward: Masculinity*2 White Card*1]

[Failure: Lose virginity, become an RBQ]

Looking at the failure punishment in the mission prompt, it seems the Four Sisters of the White Tiger Sect were indeed serious about turning him into an RBQ, making his life worse than death.

Yet Fang Zhou calmed himself, considering the mission to be only of ‘Easy’ difficulty, posing no real danger, and certain that he could handle it alone.

To Han Li, he said, “Don’t take action, I’ll handle it.”

After speaking, he activated the Qi Gathering Technique, filling his body with spiritual energy, moving swiftly like the wind, and in a blink closing the gap between the two parties, striking toward the leading woman with a sword.

The woman was caught off guard and hastily lifted her Ghost Head Blade to defend.

With a crisp clang, the sturdy Ghost Head Blade was split in two by the Evil Slaying Sword, and the tip of the sword grazed her chest, causing blood to spurt out.

The woman let out a wail, quickly retreating backward.

“Big sister×3!”

The other three rushed forward, swinging their weapons at Fang Zhou.

Their reaction was fast, but in Fang Zhou’s eyes, it was too slow. He raised his Evil Slaying Sword to block the first blade, stuck and twisted the sword body, and pushed the longsword toward the other two weapons.

The three weapons collided, and using the force of the impact, all three sisters felt a numbness in their palms.

Fang Zhou seized the opportunity to execute simple and straightforward swordsmanship, with the Evil Slaying Sword striking like lightning, so fast that it left afterimages.

With a few hissing sounds, each of the three women had several blossoms of blood burst forth on their bodies. This time, Fang Zhou did not hold back, using lethal force, nearly piercing through their bodies.

The three women screamed in unison, holding their wounds as they retreated.

The Qi Refining Realm indeed deserved to be ranked as Advanced Mixed Soldiers; their bodies nourished by spiritual energy were extremely durable. Ordinary people would have been down with such injuries, but they were still jumping around lively.

The four women still looked like they had the strength to fight. Fang Zhou did not relax his vigilance, and as he raised his sword to launch the second wave of attacks, he saw all four women turn uniformly… and flee.

Hey, weren’t you the ones who said you would turn me into an RBQ?

I had my weapon ready, how can you go back on your word?

Fang Zhou immediately gave chase, casually turning off the mission success prompt.

If you don’t eradicate the roots when cutting weeds, they’ll grow back with the spring breeze—he couldn’t afford to be like Ling Xiaoyue, fond of leaving monsters behind.

Watching Fang Zhou’s retreating figure, Han Li couldn’t help but feel a bit of astonishment. Fang Zhou was indeed formidable, even more so than herself.

For some reason, Han Li’s reference to Fang Zhou changed from “sir” to calling him by his name in her heart.

Touching the small bottle in her embrace, Han Li’s face showed determination. Being a woman, how could she be weaker than a man, especially weaker than Fang Zhou?

Seeing Fang Zhou running far ahead, she hurried to catch up.