Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 481: 481: Don't Let Yourself Be Lured Away

Chapter 481: Chapter 481: Don’t Let Yourself Be Lured Away

Qin Yunzhu walked up to Chang Kong and plopped down on the chair Fang Zhou had just vacated, crossing her legs and lightly swinging her foot—completely lacking the deanor of a master.

“I didn’t expect that, even after so many years, the Fla King hasn’t disappeared, and was actually lured back by a snot-nosed kid. Could it be that his heart has been moved, hahaha!”

Qin Yunzhu laughed heartily without any image, having once adventured in the Black Soul World with Zhao Feiyan and Chang Kong, she naturally knew Aya, the celebrity.

Chang Kong turned his head to look at her: “Why didn’t you co out earlier?”

Qin Yunzhu sneered, “I, the dignified Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a True Master Golden Core, am so prestigious. How could I possibly lower myself to actively co out and et a lost soul and wild ghost? Do you want to be shaless?”

But hiding on the side to peep is very dignified, is it?

Even when people had left, she deliberately followed to spy on them.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Chang Kong’s eyes; he didn’t know when Qin Yunzhu would correct such childish behavior.

Qin Yunzhu’s tone was full of displeasure towards the Fla King, seemingly viewing her misfortune as amusent, mainly because there was a conflict between the two sides.

Or rather, it wasn’t between both sides, but Qin Yunzhu alone held a grudge against the Fla King. Back when Zhao Feiyan once t and talked with the Fla King, Chang Kong and Qin Yunzhu were there as followers.

At that ti, Qin Yunzhu, young and impulsive, liked to interrupt with opinions, resulting in the Fla King scolding her with, “Children shouldn’t interrupt when adults are talking.”

Thus, she ford a bad impression of the Fla King, holding onto a single comnt for a hundred years, bringing it up from ti to ti.

Now seeing the Fla King in such dire straits, being lured away by a snot-nosed brat, Qin Yunzhu naturally ca to watch her misfortune.

After laughing, Qin Yunzhu couldn’t help but lant, “That kid is actually Zhao Feiyan’s descendant, really misjudged him back then.”

Qin Yunzhu’s understanding of Kunlun Ruins ca from years of acquaintance with Zhao Feiyan, naturally not as deep as Chang Kong’s understanding.

When Fang Zhou entered Heavenly Sword Sect, she rely regarded Fang Zhou as Ling Xiaoyue’s disciple and didn’t notice his identity as a descendant of Kunlun Ruins.

Thinking of this, Qin Yunzhu couldn’t help but turn to Chang Kong: “You wouldn’t really pledge allegiance to that kid, would you?”

Back then, Chang Kong repaid Qin Yunzhu for saving his life, even joined Heavenly Sword Sect, but never planned to dedicate his entire life to her, so they agreed on a hundred years of service.

Now, just after a hundred years have passed, the descendant of Kunlun Ruins coincidently appeared before Chang Kong, which can only be described as destiny.

Cultivators regard destiny seriously; the higher the cultivation level, the more so, though sotis they act against it, often they go along with it.

Qin Yunzhu feared Chang Kong might mistakenly believe in such destiny and then leave Heavenly Sword Sect to join that kid.

Chang Kong shook his head slightly: “How could that be, my connection with Zhao Feiyan is over, and with Kunlun Ruins’ descendant there’s only an old friendship, just lending a hand when possible.”

Qin Yunzhu breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help but admonish: “Good to know. Don’t get lured away, otherwise, both I and the Heavenly Sword Sect will lose face.”

Chang Kong is now also one of the faces of Heavenly Sword Sect; if lured away by a brat, Heavenly Sword Sect would beco a laughing stock.

Qin Yunzhu was also reluctant to sever feelings with Chang Kong. After a century together, Chang Kong and she are like family, and she wouldn’t want to see him leave for a brat.

Originally, Qin Yunzhu had a good impression of Fang Zhou, being Ling Xiaoyue’s disciple and Zhao Feiyan’s descendant, capable of coming up with novel things occasionally.

But now, the thought of this kid possibly luring Chang Kong away instantly soured Qin Yunzhu’s mood.

This kid is nothing good either, flirting with her disciples, trying to curry favor everywhere.

She snorted coldly in her heart, only wanting to find Fang Zhou to issue a warning.

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Back at Moon Viewing Peak, Fang Zhou suddenly felt a slight dread in his heart, as if being stalked by so fierce beast.

He shook his head to suppress this bizarre sensation, and after parting with Aya, he headed towards Xuanjian Peak with his gourd to find Elder Yan Fu.

The priority now is to resolve Aya’s continuity problem, as her body is condensed from the residual power of the Holy Sword, not sustainable.

Even in Heroic Spirit form, her power continuously depletes.

If the vast Soul Fire within the gourd can be purified, this problem can be resolved.

Thinking over, Fang Zhou decided to start from alchemy as it often requires removing impurities from various materials, maybe it can handle the impurities in the Soul Fire.

Among those Fang Zhou knew, only Elder Yan Fu’s alchemy skills were quite good.

Another with superior alchemy skill was the First Generation Sword Spirit of Heavenly Sword Sect, capable of refining sword pill-level elixirs, unfortunately, Fang Zhou had no connection with him, not even having t once.

Familiar with the way to the Jade Bamboo Forest on Xuanjian Peak, Fang Zhou knocked on the door of Elder Yan Fu’s bamboo hut.

“Who is it?”

Accompanied by a lodious, clear voice, the door of the bamboo hut quickly opened, with Elder Yan Fu’s delicate face peering out.

“Fang Zhou?”

Looking at the young man standing outside the door, Elder Yan Fu’s eyes were full of complexity.

Initially, Elder Yan Fu’s perception of Fang Zhou was quite good, being Yu Qing’s friend and a rarely seen beautiful young man.

Until Fang Zhou unceremoniously took away a batch of her carefully roasted Green Bamboo Leaves, the impression instantly turned sour.

However, Fang Zhou was very sensible and gradually used Ol’ Wet Ji’s works and autographs to mitigate Elder Yan Fu’s negative impression of him.

Just as Elder Yan Fu was about to forgive Fang Zhou, Fang Zhou proposed to Heavenly Sword Sect to claim the patent rights for her Muscle Softening Liquid.

Upon hearing this, Elder Yan Fu felt as if struck by lightning, though the Muscle Softening Liquid was concocted unintentionally and she wasn’t averse to sharing it, she still took pride in it.

The fact that Fang Zhou wanted to take away her prized work was sothing she couldn’t agree to.

Sadly, her arm couldn’t twist the thigh, as this matter was directly spoken by the sect master, leaving Elder Yan Fu with no choice but to agree begrudgingly, harboring great anger towards Fang Zhou.

Being naturally gentle and a hobody, preferring not to leave her dwelling, Elder Yan Fu was always kind within the sect, never once having argued or quarreled with anyone. This was her first ti feeling anger towards soone.

But that anger ca as swiftly as it went. As soon as the first month’s dividends from the Muscle Softening Liquid sales started to roll in, Elder Yan Fu, being the inventor, enjoyed dividend rights. The first month’s dividends alone stupefied her.

Although Heavenly Sword Sect was rich and Elder Yan Fu was not poor, the dividends still shocked her, as she had never seen so much money in her life.

And this was just the first month’s dividends. Then ca the second month, the third month… leaving Yan Fu from shock to confusion, to eventually indulging and reveling in the dividends each month, grinning foolishly in her sleep every night.

The Muscle Softening Liquid was her pride, yet in Fang Zhou’s hands, it beca a golden goose.

Hence, Elder Yan Fu now held mixed feelings towards Fang Zhou, dissatisfied that he took her work, yet grateful for the great benefits he brought.

As for anger, it had long been washed away by money.