Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 258: 258. Sorry, I am the mole

Chapter 258: 258. Sorry, I am the mole.

“Only one?”

Fang Zhou frowned. Qiao Sen had described Di Ao’s capabilities, and it seed nearly impossible for her followers not to be infiltrated thoroughly, so how could there be only one?

Fang Zhou flipped Liuwa over from the bed and looked at her little face. “Tell everything they did after being kicked out of Yunshan City.”

Liuwa was the smartest among all the gourd children, with the best mory. She easily recounted everything she had observed during this ti, word for word.

After Qiao Sen’s followers had descended the mountain, Zhao Luofei initially restricted their actions, but later, after persuasion from her deputy, she allowed them to move freely.

“Hold on, who is the deputy you’re talking about?”

Fang Zhou interrupted Liuwa’s recitation. Zhao Luofei had two deputy generals, both of whom he had seen.

Liuwa described the person’s appearance, and Fang Zhou recalled that it should be Cao Zixuan, one of the two deputy generals, who had been glaring at him with a look of bitter hatred all day.

Fang Zhou further inquired, “Has the spy you discovered ever had any private contact with this Cao Zixuan?”

Liuwa nodded without hesitation. “They had contact four tis, but they locked themselves in a room, and I couldn’t get in.”

That must be the person. If Zhao Luofei is also a spy, then Qiao Sen has no ga to play. If the top fighter on their side is an internal spy, then what’s the point of even playing?

The position of a deputy general is perfectly interdiate—not too high, not too low—allowing them to gather enough secrets without a high cost for bribery.

Fang Zhou patted Liuwa’s head. “Good, accompany on another round.”

Liuwa pouted but obediently climbed onto Fang Zhou’s back, holding on tightly.

She didn’t dare to refuse; otherwise, Fang Zhou would wield a stack of five-year high school exams and three-year simulation papers, plus Huanggang obscure tests, to let her experience what assignnt hell is like.

Transford into invisibility by Liuwa, Fang Zhou quietly left the room, moving silently through the courtyard under Liuwa’s direction, quickly locating the spy.

The spy was just an ordinary guard, looking quite plain except for a sowhat large chest.

While in Yunshan City, this person had communicated intelligence externally, and Di Ao, far away in the capital of the Chu Kingdom, must have long been aware of Qiao Sen’s plea for help at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Fang Zhou was convinced there was more than just this one spy. There might be many close attendants around Qiao Sen, but this person was responsible for communicating intelligence externally.

Taking advantage of her being alone, Fang Zhou stealthily knocked her out and absorbed her into the gourd.

He then returned to the room, asked Liuwa to keep watch, and entered the gourd space himself.

Inside the gourd space were Dawa Hong Tang and Sanwa Huang Lian.

For this expedition, Fang Zhou brought three gourd children as helpers. Cheng Xing, Laosi, Laowu, and Xiaoqi were left at the Heavenly Sword Sect to maintain comic production.

Even Yu Qing wasn’t told, as the gourd children were ant to be a secret weapon.

Actually, there was another person in the gourd space, Ya Zi, whom he had captured after defeating her last ti.

Fang Zhou didn’t hand her over to the Heavenly Sword Sect but kept her, thinking she might be useful against the Demon Sect soday.

And indeed, it was helpful now. Fang Zhou handed over the spy he brought in to Ya Zi, who, being from the Demon Sect, was surely skilled in interrogation techniques.

Ever since realizing she was in this strange and mysterious place, Ya Zi followed Fang Zhou’s commands dutifully, doing whatever was asked of her, more obedient than a dog.

When Fang Zhou handed her the spy for interrogation, she exerted all her strength, soon torturing the spy into confessing everything, crying and pleading, revealing secrets like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, not even hiding her first visit to the Duck Tower.

As expected, Cao Zixuan was indeed an internal spy placed by Di Ao beside Qiao Sen, and she wasn’t the only one; several of Cao Zixuan’s confidants were also spies.

When Qiao Sen quietly left the capital to seek aid from the Heavenly Sword Sect, Cao Zixuan continuously updated Di Ao along the way.

Di Ao could be said to know Qiao Sen’s every move thoroughly.

Had it not been for General Zhao Luofei’s loyal protection of Qiao Sen, she might have already fallen into Di Ao’s hands.

After the interrogation, Fang Zhou brought out the Muscle Softening Liquid he acquired from Elder Yan Fu, intending to disguise Dawa Hong Tang as the spy.

This tactic was called a reverse internal spy, planting a spy within Di Ao’s spy team—having within you, and you within .

The most suitable candidate for this disguised spy mission would have been Ya Zi, but Fang Zhou didn’t trust her, so he entrusted it to Hong Tang. Sanwa and Liuwa weren’t suitable either.

Having played many face-crafting gas in his previous life, Fang Zhou had quite a talent for this, and had learned the craft from Elder Yan Fu. Though he couldn’t make an exact replica, matching ninety-nine percent similarity was still achievable.

The only issue was Hong Tang’s bust and hip asurents, which exceeded the spy’s significantly, a typical trait of Cheng Xing’s older sister.

Fortunately, the Muscle Softening Liquid could not only reshape appearances but also mold figures. Fang Zhou personally worked on shaping Hong Tang’s body.

Luckily, Cheng Xing wasn’t brought along, or she’d have surely gotten jealous.

Once finished, Hong Tang’s appearance looked identical to the spy’s.

Admiring his face-crafting skills, Fang Zhou thought of requesting Elder Yan Fu to change his face before setting out.

But the effective period of the Muscle Softening Liquid was only a month, and not knowing how much ti this would take, once the potion’s effect wore off, there’d be no one to help him reshape his face, so he had no choice but to give up.

He then let Hong Tang stay in the gourd space to learn the spy’s speech and conduct, while he exited the gourd.

Liuwa was still outside, guarding the gourd, fully invisible. Even if soone barged in, they wouldn’t discover her at all.

Yu Qing and the others had been instructed by Fang Zhou not to seek him unless necessary.

After all, given their different statuses now, his role as Ling Xiaoyue in the Heavenly Sword Sect was at the bottom, making it unlikely for him to have any interaction with the true disciples.

After coming out, Fang Zhou lay on the bed, ticulously recalling the detailed dossier on Di Ao that Qiao Sen had written, along with the confessions from the spy, contemplating what to do once reaching the capital,

Liuwa snuggled under the covers, laying close to Fang Zhou, and whispered, “I want to hear Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. You didn’t finish telling it last ti.”

Previously very afraid of Fang Zhou, Liuwa only beca clingy once he’d managed to dispel her psychological shadow, making her no longer fear him.

Fang Zhou could only tell her the adult version of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf; after all, this girl had already read all of “Old Shiji’s” collected works.

Midway through the story, a sudden knock ca from outside the room.

Fang Zhou was puzzled. Who could it be at this hour?

He gave Liuwa a pat, signaling her to turn invisible and hide, then stripped to only a thin garnt, feigning sleep before going to open the door.

As he opened the door, Fang Zhou pondered who might be seeking him. It was unlikely to be Yu Qing and the others, since this was just the first night after leaving Yunshan City, and there was no reason to defy his instructions so soon.

Could it be Qiao Sen? Planning to really beco her male concubine as a part of the act?

With doubts in mind, Fang Zhou opened the door to find an unexpected person standing outside.