Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 383. Not eating means not giving me face.

Chapter 383: 383. Not eating means not giving me face.

After toying with the wives of two people right in front of their faces, oh wait, no, it was after toying with the swords of two people right in front of their faces, Fang Zhou finally summoned his brilliant gold and flew toward Li Yuanming.

Li Yuanming was dodging the attacks of his beloved sword, when out of the blue, he was knocked to the ground by a punch from the golden flash, his treasured sword following suit, piercing his chest and pinning him to the floor.

Li Yuanming’s eyes widened in shock, staring at his beloved Aijiang piercing his chest, filled with the agony of betrayal.

"You dare to summon a sword, might as well summon a keyboard, he...tui!"

Fang Zhou spat in Li Yuanming’s direction, then pulled out a gourd and sucked him inside, planning to interrogate him along with his wife once he captured her.

After absorbing him, Fang Zhou poured out three Universal Detoxification Elixirs from the gourd. After being terrified by the Poison Fire Ghost Crow last time, he hurried home to purchase a batch of the elixirs as a precaution.

He walked toward Luo Jingsong and the other two, intending to feed them the Detoxification Pills.

Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao’s faces were filled with terror, for they saw Fang Zhou suck a not-yet-dead Li Yuanming into the gourd, only for him to turn into two pills.

Isn’t this using a living person to perform alchemy? What’s more, the speed at which the elixir was crafted is so fast, so skilled.

Earlier, Luo Jingsong had heard Shen Hao mention that Fang Zhou was a mixed-magician figure, skilled in ghost manipulation and fond of whipping corpses.

Originally, he didn’t believe it, but now, having seen Fang Zhou turn a living person into pills with his own eyes, he had no choice but to believe.

Seeing Fang Zhou planning to feed these person-made pills to himself, Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao were utterly averse.

Gou Cheng, however, understood the situation with Fang Zhou’s gourd, took the pills, consumed them, and started circulating his skills, using the medicine’s power to remove the toxins.

Fang Zhou was about to feed them to Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao when he saw them tightly shut their mouths, refusing to open.

Fang Zhou asked in puzzlement, "What are you doing? This isn’t poison, it’s detox medicine. Open your mouths quickly."

Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao shook their heads in unison, firmly opposing eating such evil substance.

Crafting a detoxifying elixir from poisoned individuals is truly terrifying.

When Fang Zhou witnessed their terrified expressions and eyes, he suddenly understood what these two guys had misunderstood.

He chuckled sinisterly and said in a chilling voice, "Eat up. Not eating means disrespecting me!"

Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao shook their heads again, mouths tightly closed, refusing to yield.

Fang Zhou pulled out the gourd, aiming at them: "If you don’t eat, you’ll also experience what it’s like to be turned into elixirs. Whoever opens their mouth first, I’ll spare!"

Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao simultaneously opened their mouths, glancing at each other with embarrassed expressions, but their eyes were full of mutual disdain.

Damn, you kid are also greedy for life and fear death, not an ounce of backbone.

Fang Zhou tossed the Detoxification Pills into their mouths and then said to Gou Cheng, "You three wait here, I’ll go catch that woman back."

Gou Cheng nodded silently, his cherished Spirit Sword had been toyed with, and he couldn’t afford to provoke the person who played with it.

So now he needed a quiet moment.

Fang Zhou further reminded the other two: "I’ll be back soon. If there are any enemies, you brunt them first, don’t let yourselves get wiped out in one go."

Shen Hao quickly assured: "Rest assured, Brother Fang. It can happen once, it can happen twice, but not thrice. With the honor of a man, I assure you, there won’t be a third time. Go on without worry."

The first two times were accidental; the first time was an internal traitor, Zhu Feng, sneak-attacking Luo Jingsong at the beginning.

The second time was the three being caught off guard, secretly poisoned by Li Yuanming.

So as long as the three remained vigilant, there definitely wouldn’t be a third wipeout. Besides, Li Yuanming was defeated by Fang Zhou, and Xu Xian had already fled. In this wilderness, no more enemies should appear.

Fang Zhou detected a strong flag-like scent, but it was probably a misconception.

He nodded at the three and then walked through the wall broken by Xu Xian, ascending into the sky.

Luo Jingsong, seeing this, suddenly widened his eyes in shock, stuttering, "Fang, Fang, Fang Brother flies up?"

Shen Hao cast him a dull-witted gaze: "Did the poison make you dumb? Wasn’t Brother Fang controlling the sword taking you here before?"

Luo Jingsong turned dumbly to look at Shen Hao: "He didn’t use a sword. I saw him just whoosh up and fly away."

Shen Hao blinked: "And then?"

Luo Jingsong followed with another blink: "You tell me?"

Shen Hao realized what Luo Jingsong meant to express, his scalp tingling drastically, as if countless ants were crawling around his head.

No Magic Treasure used, able to fly solely by one’s own strength, a prominent feature of the Innate Realm.

He and Luo Jingsong turned in unison to look at the calmly-faced Gou Cheng, speaking shockingly, "You’ve known all along?"

Gou Cheng nodded with breeze and clouds, thinking, of course. I came from the same place with Brother Fang, how could I not know?

Seeing the two companions’ shocked faces, Gou Cheng felt secretly pleased.

But thinking of his spirit sword being toyed with by Fang Zhou, he suddenly turned bleak again.

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Fang Zhou soared into the air above the manor.

Outside, a light rain was falling, the moon hidden and stars sinking, except for the manor’s lights, darkness enveloped everything around.

Fang Zhou sensed the direction of the Xuanyuan Sword, took out an oil paper umbrella from the gourd, and followed the direction.

The deep mountain in the rainy night was obscured with misty water vapor. Even with Fang Zhou’s ultra-strong night vision seeing the dark as day, it was still hard to see clearly. His ears could only pick up various water sounds.

Innate Realm sensing power, if it hadn’t learned specialized spells, can rely only on superior senses for perception. In such an environment, sensing power suffers a significant impact.

If Fang Zhou hadn’t summoned the Xuanyuan Sword beforehand to track Xu Xian, in such conditions, it would be easy for her to escape.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

In the dense bamboo forest, Xu Xian was panting heavily, desperately racing forward.

The rain soaked her bare body, bringing icy coldness, yet she dared not stop, afraid of being caught by the pursuing enemy.

Although Li Yuanming was left behind to hold off, Xu Xian didn’t think he could delay much longer.

That masked person, Xu Xian originally thought he was a poison expert like herself; only then could he be immune to various toxins.

However, Fang Zhou’s display overturned this guess; no poison expert behaves like him, merely defending against poison but not using it.

Moreover, Fang Zhou’s demeanor was peculiar; Xu Xian felt his gaze at her akin to a cat watching a mouse, full of humorous intent.

Any Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, even if grasping the Innate Mechanism, even if touching the Innate threshold, would never have that kind of relaxed demeanor toward a poison expert like Xu Xian.

Fang Zhou’s attitude only proved one thing: his strength was enough to easily crush Xu Xian, therefore requiring no serious attitude.

Xu Xian was already at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm. If Fang Zhou could easily crush her, then there’s only one answer.

This was the reason Xu Xian had Li Yuanming stay behind, frantically fleeing herself.

She dared not gamble on whether she was wrong; staying there would surely be lethal.

She could only run to the bamboo forest for help.