Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 367: 367.Withered Man Flower

Chapter 367: 367.Withered Man Flower

Facing Shen Hao’s surprise attack, Zhou Yan merely sneered and raised her hand calmly.

A string of red ropes was tied around her wrist, and under the activation of Spiritual Energy, several slender red ropes shot out, winding tightly around the Sword Qi unleashed by Shen Hao, pulling it aside like agile serpents.

“Boom!”

The Sword Qi struck the ground, cutting a trench several meters long.

The red ropes, as if they were alive, swiftly wrapped around, not only binding Shen Hao’s treasured blade but also wrapping him up in a bundle.

Zhu Feng followed closely, slamming a palm towards Shen Hao’s chest, the fierce wind from the strike stinging his face.

“Ah!”

Shen Hao, like a raging tiger, suddenly let out an angry roar, unleashing a massive amount of invisible Sword Qi, shredding the red ropes binding his body and sending the attacking Zhu Feng flying.

Shen Hao, like a ferocious unsheathed blade, slashed his sword towards Zhou Yan, the misty Sword Qi instantly expanding to three meters, transforming into a faintly visible giant blade.

Zhou Yan’s Magic Treasure was shattered, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. She didn’t dodge; instead, she pushed away the nearly unconscious male cultivator beneath her, raising her hands to meet the attack.

With a “bang,” Zhou Yan actually caught the sword barehanded.

Shen Hao looked on in disbelief. He had put all his effort into this strike, even using a secret technique, yet it was caught barehanded.

Zhou Yan sneered, grabbing forcefully with both hands, shattering the Sword Qi.

Leaping from the rockery like an eagle swooping, she lunged at Shen Hao.

Shen Hao hurriedly swung his blade to counter, but Zhou Yan caught the incoming blade tip with one hand while the other struck swiftly like a viper, aiming for him with lethal precision.

Shen Hao couldn’t dodge in time and was hit squarely in the chest, sent flying back to the ground beside Gou Cheng and Zhuang Hongyu.

Struggling to his feet, Shen Hao spat blood but ignored his injuries, urgently shouting to Gou Cheng and Zhuang Hongyu, “Run! She’s already attained the Innate Mechanism.”

Gou Cheng and Zhuang Hongyu were both shocked, turning their heads to look at Zhou Yan.

Having attained the Innate Mechanism meant grasping the threshold of Innate, significantly stronger than ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.

The information from Senior Li indicated Zhou Yan was just a regular Foundation Establishment practitioner. Either the intel was false, or she had been concealing her strength for years.

Zhou Yan, now naked, was more extreme than an exhibitionist, but she was the strongest among them all; no one dared to underestimate her.

“Think you can run? None of you will leave tonight!”

Zhou Yan sneered, pouncing toward Gou Cheng and Zhuang Hongyu.

Gou Cheng, who was fighting seven equal-level opponents alone, had already depleted his Spiritual Energy significantly.

Seeing Zhou Yan’s attack, he dared not hold back, merging seven beams of silver light into one, transforming into a brilliant silver sword light, aiming at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan showed no fear, forming a fist, punching toward the incoming silver sword light.

“Clang!”

The massive sound of metal clashing reverberated, making many present feel pain in their eardrums.

The silver sword light was shattered by Zhou Yan’s punch, turning into a visible ripple spreading rapidly in all directions.

“Careful!”

The seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, looking grave, each wielded their weapons to fend off the advancing silver ripple.

Some Qi Refinement Realm enemies, unaware of the danger, were caught by the silver ripple, instantly cut in half.

Dozens of enemies were killed or injured in a flash, but only the small fry died, whom no one cared about.

The silver light reformed into a Spirit Sword, spinning back into Gou Cheng’s hand.

This round seemed to favor Gou Cheng, using the force to clear out a batch of enemies, but this was his full-strength strike, while Zhou Yan hadn’t even used her full power.

Zhou Yan noticed Gou Cheng’s severe Spiritual Energy depletion, unable to wield his Spirit Sword anymore, and immediately snickered, pouncing at him.

Gou Cheng frowned, transforming his Spirit Sword into a jade pendant, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Zhou Yan.

Zhuang Hongyu twirled his Moon-shaped Spear, attempting to assist, but was blocked by the other seven Foundation Establishment female cultivators.

Without Gou Cheng’s ability to fight one against seven, he was subdued in an instant.

“What kind of Spell is this?”

Zhou Yan’s startled cry rang out as a clear fist mark appeared on her chest.

Gou Cheng maintained his punching posture, having used Fang Zhou’s taught Ripple Divine Skill, inflicting damage on Zhou Yan with a single blow.

Others wanted to help, but Zhou Yan raised her hand, eyes revealing bloodthirsty excitement, “All of you back off; I want to tame him personally.”

She lunged at Gou Cheng again, as fierce as a mother tiger, her claws swinging so fast they left afterimages, constantly aiming for Gou Cheng’s vital points.

Gou Cheng, with depleted Spiritual Energy, could only use Ripple Divine Skill to defend. Unfortunately, he had only retrained the Ripple Divine Skill for three days; the surprise factor earlier could wound Zhou Yan, but now he couldn’t touch her again.

Both fought with speed, their moves so rapid that clear traces couldn’t be seen, only continuous intense collision sounds filled the air.

The scene appeared evenly matched, but Gou Cheng was gradually being suppressed by Zhou Yan, retreating step by step until she broke through his defenses, landing a punch on his chest, sending him crashing into a collapsing wall.

Fang Zhou, holding the Image Keeping Stone, recorded this precious moment for looped playback once Gou Cheng gained disciples.

To let the disciples know their master was once chased and beaten by a naked woman, getting his head severely thumped.

Fang Zhou didn’t intervene throughout not because he wanted to act cool at the last moment, but to let this group of young spirited fellows receive a profound societal beating.

Judging from prior interactions, these young ones, due to repeated successes, were already entirely swelled with pride.

In other words, they had gotten cocky, taking pride and self-satisfaction in their chivalrous deeds. Even the seemingly steady Gou Cheng was no exception; he just hadn’t expressed it.

Fang Zhou had long seen the heavy hidden dangers in this “Men’s Flower” team, possibly hiding a traitor fishing them, who could explode them to pieces at any moment.

Unexpectedly, he stepped into a trap the first time he accompanied them on a thrill-seeking adventure tonight.

Fortunately, Fang Zhou decided to tag along; otherwise, the “Men’s Flower” might well have withered tonight.

Fang Zhou could already imagine if he hadn’t come, after Gou Cheng’s defeat, these four might be locked in a dark room, becoming training subjects for local bullies.

Every day, women would leave the small dark room with satisfied expressions, beside which, a long, endless line of women waited for their time.

Fang Zhou was lost in thoughts, completely unaware he was now the only standing man left in the crowd.

The women’s wolf-like gaze had already focused on him.

Because Fang Zhou was wearing a Jade Pendant that concealed his realm, he appeared to be a small Nascent cultivator at a glance.

Having stood still the entire time without making a move, the group of women thought he was scared silly, and surprisingly none of them attacked him, not seeing him, the newcomer, as a threat.

Now, with everyone else defeated, only Fang Zhou remained standing.