The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 419: How Shameless

Chapter 419: Chapter 419: How Shameless

The Heavenly Sword Sect is the authority on the art of Sword Control, and in the Cultivation World, it’s the only sect entirely dedicated to the sword.

When it comes to problems with using the sword, seeking help from the Heavenly Sword Sect is undoubtedly the right choice.

However, the choice of whom to ask for help requires careful consideration.

Fang Zhou initially planned to turn to True Master Yu Jian for assistance, as he isn’t very familiar with the other high-ranking members, and the other two True Masters also engage in other spells besides Sword Control, unlike True Master Yu Jian who solely specializes in Sword Control.

But after careful thought, Fang Zhou decided to abandon this plan, because True Master Yu Jian is a thick-skinned old fox, and if Fang Zhou sought her help, she would definitely haggle now and require Fang Zhou to assist her in return.

Even if not now, she would certainly ask in the future, making it difficult to refuse.

True Master Yu Jian’s requests are never simple; for instance, trade meetings, helping the Qiao family, each task requires Fang Zhou to rack his brains and lose sleep at night—one more time and he’d become prematurely bald.

Ultimately, after much consideration, Fang Zhou decided to turn to Chang Kong for help.

Fang Zhou doesn’t know who is stronger between Chang Kong and True Master Yu Jian, but he is certain they both greatly surpass him, and surely teaching him is no issue.

Moreover, Chang Kong’s teaching methods are straightforward and clear, which is a blessing for someone like Fang Zhou who struggles with comprehension.

So the decision is made—it will be you, Chang Kong!

Fang Zhou set out early with gifts, heading to Heavenly Sword Peak for a visit.

It’s a bitter feeling, really—if not for having an unreliable master, he wouldn’t have to humble himself seeking help from others.

Thinking of the runaway Ling Xiaoyue, Fang Zhou gritted his teeth; she was to attend once Refining Immortal City opened, to sneak in using Fang Zhou’s gourd—he’d settle new and old scores alike then.

Fang Zhou had visited the Heavenly Sword Sect several times already, so he made his way to Thousand Swords Palace adeptly to inform the disciple guarding the gate, and was soon permitted to enter.

The Thousand Swords Palace isn’t a mere palace; it includes a vast area at the peak of Heavenly Sword Peak.

Chang Kong has her own residence there, next to a small lake, where she has constructed several wooden huts.

Upon arrival, Fang Zhou saw Chang Kong fishing as always; every visit he found her fishing.

She used a green bamboo rod, with Spiritual Energy as the fishing line, absent of a hook, relying entirely on the fish voluntarily hooking themselves—caught fish were released afterward.

It’s purely a pastime typical of a retired elderly person.

"Sister Chang Kong!"

Fang Zhou greeted Chang Kong with a cheerful smile, knowing well that despite her possible hundreds of years in age, calling her sister was surely safe when trying to forge a relationship with an older woman.

Chang Kong did not respond to Fang Zhou’s arrival or his greeting, focused intently on the fishing line.

Fang Zhou didn’t mind; the first time he’d come, he thought she wasn’t welcoming him, but after several visits, he understood that such was her demeanor when fishing.

Fang Zhou adeptly entered the wooden house, moved tables and chairs outside beside Chang Kong, cleansed the tea set with lake water, used Spiritual Energy to boil water, and brewed the Zhuyueqing tea he’d brought.

Once the tea’s aroma wafted through the air, Chang Kong finally came to her senses, picking up the cup without any invitation from Fang Zhou and taking a sip.

"Yan Fu... only ever gives me a little."

Chang Kong savored the bamboo leaf’s fragrance, speaking softly thereafter.

She would occasionally ask Elder Yan Fu for some, but alas, Elder Yan Fu was quite stingy, scarcely offering any each time.

Fang Zhou chuckled: "I have a great relationship with Elder Yan Fu—she gives me much and often invites me over to get more; next time I’ll bring plenty for you."

Chang Kong remained silent, evidently acquiescing.

Knowing Chang Kong disliked beating around the bush, Fang Zhou straightforwardly revealed his intention to seek help.

He also didn’t conceal that he was practicing the long-lost Sword Control Technique, seeking assistance required at least informing others of what he was learning.

Upon hearing of the Sword Control Technique, Chang Kong’s expression exhibited a trace of astonishment; its legendary name had been known by her since she first gained sentience.

After Fang Zhou finished speaking, he tensely awaited Chang Kong’s response; after a long pause, she quietly uttered: "Show me your sword..."

Fang Zhou immediately relaxed; Chang Kong’s words implied her willingness to help.

Indeed, seeking her for assistance was the right choice.

Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword and handed it to Chang Kong, but immediately remembered the incident where Gou Cheng was pierced after touching the Xuanyuan Sword.

Just as he was about to warn her, Chang Kong nonchalantly took hold of the Xuanyuan Sword, unaffected.

Fang Zhou: (눈_눈)

Damn, this Xuanyuan Sword evidently favors bullying the weak—what a good sword it is.

Chang Kong examined the Xuanyuan Sword a few times before returning it to Fang Zhou, and instructed him to execute several moves of the Kun Sword Style.

Once Fang Zhou completed the demonstration, Chang Kong finally advised: "Practice for another ten years, and you should be able to achieve a breakthrough—no need to rush."

Fang Zhou’s mouth twitched slightly; in ten years he’d be too late, he sought a breakthrough purely to tackle impending dangers in a few months.

"Is there a quicker method? Preferably to achieve a breakthrough within several months."

Fang Zhou also knew his request was unreasonable, so he felt rather awkward.

Chang Kong showed no signs of dissatisfaction, extending her two delicate jade-like fingers lightly onto Fang Zhou’s hand.

In an instant, Fang Zhou felt a cool sensation entering his body from Chang Kong’s fingertips, swiftly traversing his insides before returning.

"Upon consuming the sword pill, your comprehension of Sword Dao improved significantly, yet you failed to properly utilize this advantage."

Chang Kong withdrew her fingers, speaking unusually more: "You treated the sword pill as a regular elixir, but its primary effect is enhancing comprehension of swordsmanship. Ignoring this is a reversal of priorities—properly rediscovering this aspect should lead you to a breakthrough."

Fang Zhou was stunned; it’s true that he treated the sword pill as a Great Replenishing Pill for ascending to the Innate Realm, paying little attention to its ability to enhance comprehension of swordsmanship.

Having naturally poor comprehension, he wondered how much it could improve.

Upon hearing Chang Kong mention rediscovery of this, Fang Zhou was surprised, urgently asking: "How should I go about it?"

Chang Kong replied: "If you genuinely wish to achieve a breakthrough rapidly, you need to undergo immense pressure and stimulation close to the brink of death to rediscover your comprehension of swordsmanship."

Fang Zhou smacked his tongue: "Must I enter the illusion again?"

He’s lost count of how many times Chang Kong has bested him in the illusion.

However, Chang Kong dismissed Fang Zhou’s speculation: "The dangers within illusions are fictitious; even though your spirit might experience them, your physical body won’t sense pressure or stimulation."

She paused, then resumed: "There’s a location that’s highly dangerous but could greatly assist you—do you dare venture?"

Fang Zhou didn’t immediately agree, instead asking: "How dangerous?"

Given even Chang Kong’s regard for its peril, it was surely formidable.

Chang Kong set aside her fishing rod, slowly standing up, casting an earnest gaze upon Fang Zhou, her eyes full of seriousness: "The kind that could cost your life."