Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 392. Can you understand what I’m saying?

Chapter 392: 392. Can you understand what I’m saying?

Despite this, Luo Jingsong opened his mouth, but couldn’t bring himself to say the word "disband".

The group had come together because of their dreams of changing the world, supporting each other to reach where they are now.

After three years of struggle and hard work, could they really give it all up with their own hands?

Luo Jingsong’s heart was full of reluctance, and he believed that his companions felt the same way.

Gou Cheng looked up at Fang Zhou, hoping he would step forward and say something.

In the current situation, only Fang Zhou could lead them out of this predicament.

Zhuang Hongyu also turned to look at Fang Zhou, and in the gourd space, Fang Zhou clearly stated he wouldn’t stand by idly.

Gradually, the gazes of Luo Jingsong and Shen Hao also focused on Fang Zhou. Perhaps the only person who could help them was right in front of them.

The four of them looked at him with expectation, tension, and unease, but their purpose was the same.

Faced with their gazes, Fang Zhou smiled slightly: "There is always a way. You should all rest well tonight and not think too much. If you have time tomorrow, join Gou Cheng and me for a walk in the Cloud Sea Mountains."

Their eyes lit up when they heard "there is always a way", but the suggestion to go for a walk was unexpected at this time.

Fang Zhou continued, "Your emotions are a bit off right now. Overthinking might lead to extremes. So, take a break, clear your minds. Once we reach the Cloud Sea Mountains, I’ll give you a class. It’s not too late to make decisions then."

Hearing this, the four could only suppress their doubts; at least Fang Zhou wasn’t abandoning them, which was good news.

The four stayed overnight at the inn and only prepared to leave the next day.

Gou Cheng summoned his Yingchen Sword, silently staring at it.

He had tossed and turned all night, unable to understand why Fang Zhou could control his Yingchen Sword so easily, ignoring even his own command.

Gou Cheng wanted to attribute it to strength; after all, Brother Fang was in the Innate Realm, and he was only in the Foundation Establishment Realm, so it seemed normal to be outmatched.

But Gou Cheng had never heard of someone’s spirit sword being controlled by someone else.

Fang Zhou saw Gou Cheng’s expression and knew what he was stuck on, couldn’t help but jest: "It’s just a small thing. Why are you so hung up on it? It was just playing with your sword, what’s the big deal? If you want, I can let you play with mine, here, catch it!"

Fang Zhou tossed the Xuanyuan Sword over to Gou Cheng.

Gou Cheng was surprised, not expecting Fang Zhou to so casually let someone else play with his sword, something unimaginable for Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

Gou Cheng wanted to refuse, but as a sword-controlling cultivator, his curiosity won over. He was quite curious about Fang Zhou’s spirit sword.

Though it looked dull and unassuming, to perform such a terrifying Sword Slash move, the sword itself must be of high quality.

Gou Cheng instinctively reached out to catch it, and the moment he touched the Xuanyuan Sword, piercing pain shot through his fingers, as if countless steel needles had penetrated them.

"Sss!"

Gou Cheng gasped in pain, quickly retracting his hand.

The Xuanyuan Sword wobbled and flew back to Fang Zhou.

Gou Cheng: (°ー°〃)

Fang Zhou: (•˘_˘•)

Gou Cheng showed a helpless smile: "Brother Fang, stop teasing me."

Gou Cheng thought that the stabbing pain from the Xuanyuan Sword was Fang Zhou’s trick, pranking him, and only Fang Zhou would do such a mischievous thing.

"No, I didn’t!"

Fang Zhou was puzzled. He genuinely wasn’t playing tricks; even if he were childish, he wouldn’t do something that would backfire so easily.

Gou Cheng didn’t believe Fang Zhou’s defense at all and gave a look that said, "I know, you don’t have to say it."

Fang Zhou picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and placed it against his neck: "I didn’t! It wasn’t me! Don’t blame me!"

Gou Cheng was extremely sincere, almost to the point of tears: "Don’t be impulsive, Brother Fang, I feel the same way."

After dealing with Gou Cheng, Fang Zhou still felt unsatisfied.

He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in deep thought, initially thinking only the sword box couldn’t be touched by others, not expecting the Xuanyuan Sword itself also had this feature.

But it wasn’t as if no one had touched it before, and nothing like that had happened.

"Can you understand me?"

Fang Zhou suddenly asked the Xuanyuan Sword, suspecting earlier that it might have gained its own consciousness, a sword spirit.

But the Xuanyuan Sword didn’t respond to Fang Zhou’s words; although Fang Zhou had long been spiritually linked to it, he had never sensed any activity from it.

"Forget it, no consciousness is better."

Finding no answer, Fang Zhou decided to stop dwelling on it.

After a night’s cooldown, Luo Jingsong and the others calmed down and decided to visit the Cloud Sea Mountains to listen to Fang Zhou’s advice before making plans.

With no time to waste, the three decided to catch a ride, oh no, it should be catching a sword.

Gou Cheng might have been scared by Fang Zhou’s husband’s current offense threat, forbidding anyone from touching his Yingchen Sword, not even hitching a ride on the Wind Sword.

It’s hard to deal with a stubborn honest person, so Fang Zhou ultimately used several swords to take the three along, fortunately without any of them getting butt-pricked by the Xuanyuan Sword.

In less than half a day, the group passed through the Chu Kingdom, returning to the Cloud Sea Mountains.

It was Luo Jingsong and the others’ first time at the Cloud Sea Mountains, and they looked around like curious children.

Especially the Taobao Mall, which all three had heard of for a long time and were eager to visit.

After returning to the Cloud Sea Mountains, it was still early, so Fang Zhou had Gou Cheng take Luo Jingsong and the others to tour the Taobao Mall.

He himself returned to Moon Viewing Peak to check on things.

After a few days away, nothing had changed at home. The gourd kids still went to the illusion to practice every day, but without Fang Zhou supervising, their enthusiasm lessened a lot.

Cheng Xing had already compiled the first volume of the Magical Treasure Encyclopedia, most of the content transferred from the Treasure Atlas.

Fang Zhou, without shame, had her label the publisher as Moon Viewing Culture, figuring the original author of the Treasure Atlas had been dead for who knows how many years, unlikely to come demanding his rights.

Fang Zhou personally named the encyclopedia "Ten Thousand Magical Treasures", targeting low-level cultivators who wouldn’t need too fancy a title.

Once Cheng Xing used the Wanhua Mirrors to produce a batch of "Ten Thousand Magical Treasures", it could be handed over to Wei Yuanling to sell.

Pricing didn’t need to be high, one hundred taels of silver per copy would suffice; cultivators aren’t poor, and you cannot cultivate without money, one hundred taels per book would surely be affordable.

Yu Qing’s Spell Encyclopedia was still under compilation, fast progress but far from completion due to the sheer quantity.

After arranging all these matters, Fang Zhou left Moon Viewing Peak to head to the Taobao Mall.