Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 521: 521: Wouldn't That Make Me Lose Face?

Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Wouldn’t That Make Lose Face?

Ming Aoshuang has not lost her sanity yet, so naturally she wouldn’t make a move here.

She carefully scrutinized Fang Zhou and found that his aura was much stronger than a few months ago.

“Is this the reason you’re daring to boast so shalessly? Do you think months of hard training will allow you to defeat ? How utterly ridiculous!”

Ming Aoshuang’s expression was cold, and her disgust for Fang Zhou was obvious.

But Fang Zhou confidently smirked, crossing his arms: “Yes, with just a few months of hard training, I can beat you into calling dad, do you believe it?”

Fang Zhou’s three-dinsional attributes broke through a hundred, which gave Xiao Yin and Ming Aoshuang the feeling that he was getting stronger.

His strength enhancent was primarily in the Sword Control Technique, and this couldn’t be perceived from one’s appearance.

Fang Zhou naturally wouldn’t tip Ming Aoshuang off about this; he was hoping that Ming Aoshuang would underestimate him more so that the surprise he would give her would be even greater.

He was curious to see what kind of expression Ming Aoshuang’s “deadpan face” would show then.

If he could leave a mark on her body, like on Xuan Ling, indicating quarantine-approved just like from a pig farm, the re thought made him feel thrilled.

Ming Aoshuang was already feeling provoked by Fang Zhou.

Especially the word “dad,” which was an absolute taboo for Ming Aoshuang, yet Fang Zhou ntioned it repeatedly in her presence.

“You’re courting death!”

Ming Aoshuang’s eyes flashed with an icy blue hue, her voice as cold as winter.

Ice rapidly spread from her feet towards the pavilion, freezing the flowers and grass along the way.

A green light suddenly shot out from the pavilion, drawing a horizontal line on the ground and blocking the encroaching ice.

Yu Qing had, at so unknown point, turned her jade hairpin into a Spirit Sword, took a step forward, and shielded Fang Zhou.

The other two were sowhat surprised; they didn’t expect Yu Qing to be the first to make a move.

Xiao Yin glanced at Fang Zhou, who was being protected behind Yu Qing like a chick under a hen, with a peculiar expression.

In this world, won protecting n is common sense, yet such a situation felt incongruous with Fang Zhou as the president of the Male Right Association.

Fang Zhou was initially quite touched by Yu Qing jumping out to protect him imdiately.

But Xiao Yin’s gaze made him furious.

What do you an with that look?

Do I look like soone who needs a woman to protect ?

Feeling Fang Zhou’s discontented gaze, Xiao Yin imdiately offered an apologetic smile.

Yu Qing, unaware of the exchange of glances behind her, stared at Ming Aoshuang outside the pavilion with an unfriendly expression and questioned sternly, “Senior Ming is in a high position yet attacks a guest; is this your alliance’s way of hospitality?”

Yu Qing had always been gentle-hearted, liked to befriend people, and never initiated enmity.

Even soone like Ming Aoshuang, who looked down on everyone with her ice-cold face, wouldn’t be discriminated against by Yu Qing because of it.

However, Ming Aoshuang dared to attack her man; this, she couldn’t tolerate.

Yu Qing was smart; she knew she was no match for Ming Aoshuang, so she imdiately escalated Fang Zhou and Ming Aoshuang’s personal grudge to a level concerning the Righteous Alliance and its mbers.

This move was very effective. The rage in Ming Aoshuang’s chest simred down considerably, and she recognized Yu Qing.

Yu Qing seldom left the house, but her reputation was well known; the true inheritor of this generation in the Heavenly Sword Sect, impossible not to be known.

Although Ming Aoshuang was a realm higher than Yu Qing now, it was because Ming Aoshuang was ten years older and had been cultivating for ten more years.

Once Yu Qing advanced to Innate, the gap between them would quickly close, and as ti went on, the ten years would seem negligible.

Ming Aoshuang originally regarded Yu Qing as one of her primary competitors for the next hundred years.

Seeing her jump out for a man now, Ming Aoshuang couldn’t help but feel irritated and sneered, “I thought your future was promising, Yu Qing, but I didn’t expect you to be bewitched by a man’s looks so young, truly disappointing my expectations.”

In this kind of verbal battle, Yu Qing wasn’t afraid and directly retorted: “Whether or not I’m obsessed with a man’s looks is my own business; you don’t need to trouble yourself with it, better mind your own business.”

Fang Zhou chid in from behind, “Exactly, mind your own business; I think you’re just jealous of our love, you single dog.”

Single dog?

Ming Aoshuang’s forehead instantly throbbed with veins, her gaze surpassing Yu Qing, glaring at Fang Zhou: “Aren’t you always claiming to fight for n’s rights? What skill is hiding behind a woman, co out if you dare.”

Fang Zhou leisurely rocked in his seat, even crossed his legs: “You ask to co out, so I co out, am I not losing face then?”

He wasn’t that foolish to fight Ming Aoshuang here on the Righteous Alliance’s turf. Even if he won, there was no benefit; the alliance might seize the chance to revoke his mbership in the Male Right Association.

Everything would be settled once they entered Refining Immortal City. While Ming Aoshuang might want to teach Fang Zhou a lesson there, Fang Zhou equally wanted to show this woman, who seed brain-impaired, a thing or two in the city.

“A respectable president of the Male Right Association, turns out to be a coward hiding behind a woman.”

“Single dog.”

“And you think you can fight for n’s rights? Dream on!”

“Single dog.”

“Shut up!”

“Single dog.”

“You…”

Ming Aoshuang’s eyes widened, she gnashed her teeth, looking as if she would explode from anger.

Xiao Yin was utterly impressed, she had seen shaless people before, but soone as shaless as Fang Zhou was a first.

Being able to anger Ming Aoshuang into this state was quite an achievent.

Seeing that the argunt was likely escalating, and Ming Aoshuang might soon lose her sanity again, Xiao Yin quickly dashed out of the pavilion, forcibly dragging Ming Aoshuang away.

Before leaving, she didn’t forget to turn back and shout to Fang Zhou, “Let’s end this here for today, I’ll co find you in a few days.”

“Xiao Yin, you traitor.”

“Shut up and co here.”

Seeing them walk away, Yu Qing finally let out a sigh of relief.

Facing Ming Aoshuang’s fury, Yu Qing felt a lot of pressure too, fearing that this fad ice goddess might truly lose her sanity and attack.

Fang Zhou stood up, put an arm around Yu Qing’s shoulders, and laughed, “Thank you for your effort.”

In reality, Yu Qing didn’t need to step forward to protect him, but it was her gesture of goodwill, which Fang Zhou naturally wouldn’t reject.

Yu Qing tilted her head, leaning against Fang Zhou’s shoulder, but her face lacked much joy, instead showed a bit of concern: “Will you make peace with Ming Aoshuang?”

Fang Zhou asked puzzledly, “What do you an? Of course not.”

Yu Qing muttered to herself: “But I feel you will, you’ll endure hardships together, support each other, and then she’ll uncontrollably fall for you and fight with .”

Fang Zhou’s forehead was full of black lines: “Yu Qing sis, have you read too many novels? Such a thing is impossible.”

“But my intuition tells it’s quite possible.”

“Then you might as well say I have more possibilities with Xiao Yin since I actually prefer her…”

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zhou felt a sharp pain in his waist; Yu Qing spontaneously learned how to twist his waist.

Her dark eyes stared at Fang Zhou, smiling warmly: “So you really have feelings for Xiao Yin?”

Fang Zhou imdiately broke out in a cold sweat: “It’s a taphor, a taphor, do you understand?”

“Why do I feel you’re serious?”

“You misunderstood , I’m an honest person.”