Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 155: 155. Plastic surgery successful, attractiveness

Chapter 155: 155. Plastic surgery successful, attractiveness 5

While Fang Zhou’s consciousness was hiding in the gourd space to recover, Cheng Xing’s heart outside was like a water bucket, going up and down uneasily.

At first, she saw Fang Zhou covered in sweat, his face in extre pain, as if he could go into a deep ditative state at any mont, and she was quietly anxious.

But next, she saw Fang Zhou’s face quickly calm down, as if the pain had disappeared, and he had passed the crisis.

Just as Cheng Xing was about to heave a sigh of relief, Fang Zhou started frowning again, showing a look of pain, and Cheng Xing’s heart rose again.

But imdiately, Fang Zhou’s face returned to calm, just like the face-changing in Sichuan opera, one mont in pain and the next in peace.

Cheng Xing showed a bewildered look, totally unable to figure out whether he was in pain or not.

Inside the gourd space, Fang Zhou lay in a chair, with Hong Tang pressing his head, Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi massaging his hands, and Lao Si and Lao Wu pressing his legs.

This enjoynt of the landlord was of course not free, while enjoying, Fang Zhou was telling the gourd babies the story of the Little Dwarf and the Seven Snow White princesses.

Only the Third Gourd Doll disdain to give Fang Zhou a massage, but couldn’t bear to miss the story, hiding to one side pretending to be casual while listening for free.

After finishing the story, Fang Zhou calculated that almost enough ti had passed, so he left the gourd space and returned to his body outside.

A sharp pain imdiately ca from all parts of his body, causing Fang Zhou to shudder. The ti flow in the gourd space was different from reality; staying inside for a while was rely a blink of an eye outside.

He endured the pain, checked around to see if there were any mistakes.

The spiritual energy was still washing his body step by step, yet to touch his tendons and bones, and his internal organs. But in the blink of an eye when his consciousness disconnected, there were signs of stagnation in the spiritual energy washing.

Fang Zhou hurriedly maintained the speed, then hid back into the gourd space, lay back on the chair, and continued telling the story of the little girl selling sausages to the gourd babies.

Like this, going in and out, Fang Zhou miraculously maintained the whole Foundation Establishnt process.

Outside, Cheng Xing had been watching him, and found that his skin started to wrinkle and boil like boiling water.

If observed carefully, one could see Fang Zhou’s skin being torn into tiny powder, quickly recovering under the influence of spiritual energy, becoming tougher and smoother.

The first layer of Foundation Establishnt is the flesh and blood, from inside out to the skin, proving it’s the final hurdle. This step must be controlled well, otherwise, it will leave scars on the skin that are hard to remove.

Cheng Xing didn’t quite understand, but she knew Fang Zhou must be at a critical mont, so she dared not disturb him, using thousand-mile eyes and sharp-hearing ear to patrol around the Moon Viewing Peak.

When all the skin was washed over, even the hair fell off and rapidly grew back, finally, there was peace.

Fang Zhou slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

The whole process lasted for two hours, finally success in the Foundation Establishnt without any mistakes; it was very smooth, probably due to the inherent talent of this body.

At this mont, Fang Zhou seed not to have changed much, except his skin beca more fair.

But his own feeling was completely different; his hearing and vision had significantly enhanced. Used to be like seeing or hearing through a layer of frosted glass between him and the world.

Now it felt like this layer of frosted glass was lifted, everything beca clear and audible, colorful visuals filled his eyes, and myriad sounds of insects, wind, and birds flooded his ears.

The spiritual energy in his body had been completely consud, but he could feel a thriving strength hidden in his flesh, with seemingly endless energy in his whole body.

Fang Zhou raised his hand, his skin smooth and firm, with no blemish, very elastic to touch, and when he applied a bit of force, the muscles under the skin tightened like a machine, generating terrifying power.

Foundation Establishnt’s success seed superficially insignificant, but his internal transformation was complete; his flesh and blood rejuvenated, erasing all old blemishes and dark injuries.

Finally, Fang Zhou understood why Yu Qing’s skin was so good. After Foundation Establishnt, it’s like a whole body whitening treatnt, removing all pigntation and acne without any blemishes, increasing attractiveness by at least 5.

Of course, this is the result of a perfect Foundation Establishnt, if sothing went wrong midway, he’d end up like the Scarred Woman he t before, who had irreparable scars on her face.

Fang Zhou felt the difference in his body and opened the system.

Na: Fang Zhou

State: Foundation Establishnt Realm (Flesh and Blood)

Techniques: New Moon Qi, Qi Guiding Art, Heaven and Earth Qiankun Technique (Qi Refinent Volu)

Skills: Illusion Skill , Hu Lai’s Left Hand , Fireball Skill , Simple and Understandable Swordsmanship

Strength: 39

Speed: 36

Constitution: 35

Spirit: 9

Masculinity: 18

Reputation in Righteous Path: 2

Title: Foot-scratching Man

Fang Zhou inhaled in surprise, enhanced attributes after Foundation Establishnt were expected, but he didn’t expect strength and speed to increase by 12 points, and constitution to jump by 15 points at once.

But what’s with this spirit attribute? Everyone worked so hard, why is yours so underwhelming, with zero change?

“Sir, did you succeed?”

Hearing the movent, Cheng Xing turned back, asking in surprise.

“Yes, barely succeeded.”

Fang Zhou nodded, standing up from the ground, this ti thanks to the gourd space, otherwise he really didn’t know how he could have endured.

Hearing that Fang Zhou succeeded, Cheng Xing jumped up in joy, and Fang Zhou took the opportunity to embrace her, needing that warm comfort after the earlier near-death experience.

After the Foundation Establishnt success, Fang Zhou finally felt the presence of innate yang energy within his body.

As long as he digests this innate yang energy, he no longer needs to live a monk-like life.

Cheng Xing’s cheeks blushed, just as she was about to speak, her ears twitched, and she said in surprise: “Soone’s coming!”

Fang Zhou had to let Cheng Xing return to the gourd space, then headed towards his bamboo hut, curious about who would co at this ti.

…

After Fang Zhou took the detailed Foundation Establishnt process, Yu Qing didn’t think much at first but gradually felt sothing wasn’t right.

Recalling carefully a few tis, she realized when Fang Zhou ca to her, he was clearly overflowing with spiritual energy, about to begin Foundation Establishnt.

Yet Ling Xiaoyue wasn’t around, and Fang Zhou only ca to ask her for advice just before Foundation Establishnt, without being upfront, which was simply reckless, with life-threatening risks if slightly mishandled.

Yu Qing hurried back, took the Purple Jade Heart Protecting Pill, and rushed to Moon Viewing Peak as fast as possible.

The Purple Jade Heart Protecting Pill was a precious elixir given to Yu Qing by True Master Yu Jian, with the power to revive even those mostly dead and heal serious injuries.

Arriving at Moon Viewing Peak, Yu Qing anxiously searched around and quickly found Fang Zhou by the waterfall.

Seeing Fang Zhou unhard, Yu Qing breathed a deep sigh of relief; it seed Taoist Fang didn’t attempt the reckless Foundation Establishnt, which made sense, with Senior Ling not present, how could he risk Foundation Establishnt alone.

Yu Qing flew towards Fang Zhou, and upon getting closer, she saw and was so shocked she almost fell off her Spirit Sword.

Fang Zhou noticed the flying Yu Qing and was about to greet her when he saw her Spirit Sword wobbling uncontrollably and falling.

Fang Zhou was shocked and ran over: “Yu Qing, how do you drive—no, how do you fly a sword so carelessly?”

Could it be that the female drivers in the Cultivation World also loved to speed?

Yu Qing, regardless of her embarrassnt, stood there in a daze, staring at Fang Zhou, unable to say a word for a mont.