The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 417: I’ll Make Him a Real Man

Chapter 417: Chapter 417: I’ll Make Him a Real Man

"I can get you a spot in the Refining Immortal City!"

Ming Aoshuang stared at Fang Zhou intently and sneered, "Do you dare to go?"

Fang Zhou sank into contemplation, "This..."

Xiao Yin quickly tugged at Ming Aoshuang and whispered, "Aoshuang, are you serious?"

The quota for the Refining Immortal City was incredibly precious. Ming Aoshuang could indeed secure a spot, but Xiao Yin didn’t expect she actually intended to give it to Fang Zhou.

"That’s right, I mean what I say. If he dares to go, I’ll give him one. I’m just afraid he’s too timid to accept."

Ming Aoshuang answered. When she heard Fang Zhou saying he didn’t have a spot for the Refining Immortal City, she thought of using this opportunity to entice him into the city, giving her a chance for revenge.

If Fang Zhou stayed within the Heavenly Sword Sect, Ming Aoshuang really couldn’t do anything to him. But the Refining Immortal City was different. Inside, dangers lurked everywhere, it’s a lawless area where accidents are normal.

Ming Aoshuang didn’t plan to kill Fang Zhou, she just wanted to give him an unforgettable lesson.

Fang Zhou seemed to be provoked by Ming Aoshuang’s sarcasm and snorted, "Fine, as long as you find me a spot, I will meet you in the Refining Immortal City."

Ming Aoshuang showed a ’plan accomplished’ expression, "Then I’ll be waiting."

After throwing this line, she turned around and left.

Xiao Yin could only bid farewell to Fang Zhou and then chase after her friend.

Once the two women disappeared, the anger on Fang Zhou’s face vanished, revealing the same ’plan accomplished’ expression.

Although he already had a spot in the Refining Immortal City, since Ming Aoshuang insisted on giving him another one, he would graciously accept her kind gesture.

With an extra quota, selling it or using it for favors would be highly profitable. If Ming Aoshuang actually got him one, he must thank her for her generosity.

Looking back at the wall of the exhibition hall, Fang Zhou showed a satisfied smile.

Two portraits had been added to the wall, those of Qin Yunzhu and Chang Kong.

Qin Yunzhu’s position was Honorary President, which was second only to Fang Zhou, the actual president.

Since the leaders came, it was natural for the people around the leader to follow suit, so Fang Zhou very considerately added Chang Kong as well, with the same position as the three Real Men, as Honorary Advisors.

The Male Right Association had just been established and already boasted so many heavyweights, it seemed poised for a prosperous future.

After admiring for a moment, Fang Zhou collected his smile again.

The Refining Immortal City was a place he had to visit, offering a great opportunity to enhance his power. Fang Zhou was confident that with his good fortune, he could acquire valuable treasures in the city.

However, Ming Aoshuang would definitely keep an eye on him. Figuring out how to deal with this unpredictable woman was truly a headache.

Considering this, Fang Zhou turned and left the branch.

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After leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xiao Yin and Ming Aoshuang set out on their way back to the Righteous Alliance.

Seeing Ming Aoshuang’s irritated look, Xiao Yin couldn’t help but advise, "Aoshuang, President Fang is actually a decent person. There’s no deep-rooted enmity between you two, so why make things so unpleasant?"

What started as a minor issue had escalated, leaving Xiao Yin speechless.

But such things weren’t unprecedented. Xiao Yin had seen two sects battling for over a century, causing countless casualties, all due to a minor quarrel between them a century ago.

The blame lay with the Righteous Alliance’s leadership. Knowing Ming Aoshuang’s attitude towards men, they still sent her to inspect the Male Right Association; it was bound to stir trouble.

Ming Aoshuang coldly replied, "There was none before, but now there is. You’ve seen his face; if I don’t teach him a lesson, I won’t sleep well at night."

Xiao Yin thought about it. Fang Zhou did at times have a face that invited a beating, but wasn’t that because of you?

Xiao Yin remained silent for a while and then suddenly said, "The reason you’re so hostile towards President Fang is because he’s different, unlike any other man, right?"

Ming Aoshuang sharply turned her head to look at her friend. Xiao Yin didn’t flinch and met her gaze with a serious look.

Having known each other for over twenty years since childhood, Xiao Yin understood what Ming Aoshuang was thinking.

"That’s right!"

Ming Aoshuang admitted bluntly, "He’s not a man at all. How can a man be like him?"

What was a man supposed to be like?

Ming Aoshuang knew well that men were tearful, indecisive, timid, lacking courage and spirit. She had proven this countless times from a young age.

But Fang Zhou was unlike any man Ming Aoshuang had ever seen; his words and actions exuded the true qualities of a man. He never showed fear or weakness towards women.

This shattered Ming Aoshuang’s stereotype of men and her inherent prejudice and contempt for them.

Therefore, Ming Aoshuang resolutely refused to acknowledge Fang Zhou as a man.

She wanted to make Fang Zhou submit, to make him exhibit vulnerability, to prove herself right.

"Ah!"

Xiao Yin sighed deeply, abandoning her intention to further persuade Ming Aoshuang.

She suddenly agreed with something Fang Zhou had said the night before—normal people just can’t comprehend the thought process of those with a mental illness.

In Xiao Yin’s eyes, her friend of over twenty years, Ming Aoshuang, indeed had a mental illness, and who knew if there was a cure for it.

Plus, she couldn’t share a bed with her at night anymore, or her head might be in danger.

"By the way!"

Xiao Yin recalled Ming Aoshuang and Fang Zhou’s agreement and quickly added, "If he does go to the Refining Immortal City, you can’t really harm his life."

"Don’t worry, I’m not that stupid."

Ming Aoshuang sneered, "I won’t kill him; I’ll turn him into a real man."

Xiao Yin sighed deeply again, thinking Fang Zhou was truly unlucky to be targeted by this lunatic.

As for whether Fang Zhou could defeat Ming Aoshuang in the Refining Immortal City, neither Ming Aoshuang nor Xiao Yin had considered it.

The gap was indeed too obvious. Although Fang Zhou surprisingly managed to pull off a big weapon, he had no combat power left after using it.

Meanwhile, though Ming Aoshuang was a bit embarrassed by Fang Zhou’s Nuclear Leveling Technique, she hadn’t unleashed her true power before being stopped by Chang Kong.

In the Refining Immortal City, there’d be no elders to intervene. Fang Zhou would have to face Ming Aoshuang alone. Even if he tried that powerful spell again, Ming Aoshuang wouldn’t be caught off guard a second time.

Now at the year’s end, there’s only a few months before the Refining Immortal City opens. Even if Fang Zhou trains like mad in those months, he couldn’t possibly catch up to Ming Aoshuang in one leap.

Therefore, Xiao Yin could only hope Fang Zhou would find his way to safety, hopefully be a bit cowardly and not go. Ming Aoshuang couldn’t possibly lurk outside the Heavenly Sword Sect every day; perhaps over time, she’d forget about the matter.