Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 541: Parting Ways on the Great Dao

Fang Zhou almost laughed out loud; this ice-cold woman had previously seed astute, but turned out to be quite foolish.

He directly taunted: "Don’t you know there’s a saying called ’no silver here’?"

The others are rely suspicious now, but if Ming Aoshuang eagerly drags him to clarify, it would be like admitting there’s sothing between them, and others might genuinely believe they have a relationship.

Ming Aoshuang realized this too, and couldn’t help but feel annoyed. Things had developed into a situation she absolutely didn’t want to see.

It’s all this guy’s fault.

"Then what should we do..."

"Just act cool, don’t co looking for anymore, let’s go our separate ways under the sa sky, and it’ll clear up the misunderstanding. You should head back now."

It seems this is the only way. Ming Aoshuang resents it, she clearly...

Ming Aoshuang suddenly realized, and her expression shifted as she glared angrily at Fang Zhou! "You tricked ?!!"

She was clearly here to settle accounts with Fang Zhou; this guy not only deceived her but gave the spot she worked hard to obtain to another woman right in front of her.

Before she could even start settling the score, she had been led astray by this guy’s few words.

Hateful that she stupidly followed along with his nonsense.

Fang Zhou thought it sowhat regrettable, as it would have been fun if Ming Aoshuang truly believed it. However, she’s not really stupid and couldn’t be deceived that easily.

Ming Aoshuang no longer wanted to waste words with Fang Zhou, worrying she’d again be led astray by him.

A vast chill emanated from her pitch-black eyes, causing the surrounding air to rapidly plumt in temperature, the moisture in the air quickly freezing into sheets of frost.

Under Ming Aoshuang’s energy guidance, the white frost gathered together, forming a longsword entirely made of ice and frost, dazzlingly beautiful.

The Glazing Qing Shuang Sword, Ming Aoshuang’s famous Magic Treasure, once wielded ans she’s ready to go all out.

Seeing Ming Aoshuang’s extravagant entrance with this Magic Treasure again, Fang Zhou felt no envy whatsoever.

Because Fang Zhou himself had also beco a funding warrior, not fearing anyone when it cos to resources anymore.

Ding!

[Main quest triggered - Change the societal trend of male dominance, realizing the grand dream of gender equality]

[Give feminist Ming Aoshuang an unforgettable lesson, showcasing a man’s strength]

[Difficulty: Hard]

[Reward: Masculinity*8 Purple Card*1]

[Failure: Reputation -10 points]

The system quest tily popped up.

Fang Zhou was a bit surprised seeing the quest, as it turned out to be hard difficulty?

Is this a mistake?

He’s so aweso now, and dealing with Ming Aoshuang still demands difficulty?

Either the system is malfunctioning, or Ming Aoshuang has a trump card requiring Fang Zhou’s full effort.

Neither scenario is good news.

But Fang Zhou has completed nurous difficult quests up till now and his experience is already vast.

Difficult quests, as implied, have obstacles, even posing so life-threatening risks, but that’s all; as long as he remains cautious, he can manage.

"In Refining Immortal City, let’s see who can save you this ti."

Ming Aoshuang coldly said, "I won’t let you easily escape like last ti."

Without friends causing noise beside, Chang Kong also unable to enter and stop, this battlefield is tailored for Ming Aoshuang.

She’s prepared over these several months; Fang Zhou’s threat apart from that terrifying explosion is trivial.

She intends to leave this obnoxious man with an unforgettable lesson, forcing him to disband that ludicrous Male Right Association.

"Hey, you’re stealing my lines."

Fang Zhou dismissed the quest prompt, laughing at her: "Last ti, seeing you’re a woman, I went easy on you, yet you forget the lesson and co to get beaten again. I’ve never heard such a request in my life."

Fang Zhou’s irreverent attitude, especially his line "seeing you’re a woman went easy on you," thoroughly incensed Ming Aoshuang.

Her expression beca icy like snow, and the Qing Shuang Sword suspended in front seed to sense its owner’s anger, suddenly shooting forward.

With this shot, it felt as if the whole world ca to a halt, only the crystalline Qing Shuang Sword traced a long path.

The Qing Shuang Sword ca with astonishingly low temperatures, akin to the arrival of a harsh winter, freezing everything along its path, carrying the howls of chilling winds as it shot at Fang Zhou.

Several months ago, when Fang Zhou first clashed with Ming Aoshuang, he was startled by the Qing Shuang Sword’s speed, his body almost frozen solid.

But now his over 100 points in all stats easily resisted the severe cold and low temperatures, even the speed of the Qing Shuang Sword seed slow to him.

Fang Zhou maintained his arms crossed; he’s not accustod to posing.

But this proud stance more easily provokes Ming Aoshuang’s fury, and defeating her afterward would have a remarkable effect.

He ntally commanded, and nurous golden sword shadows instantly appeared behind him, shooting towards the Qing Shuang Sword relentlessly.

If they were physical swords, they might be frozen, but the sword shadows are pure energy. Unless Ming Aoshuang’s coldness can freeze energy, it’s unstoppable.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Dense sword shadows pierced through the severe cold, bombarding the Qing Shuang Sword, raising a string of continuous clashing sounds.

The Qing Shuang Sword was struck so relentlessly, its progress halted.

"Is this the surprise you prepared for ?!"

Ming Aoshuang didn’t panic; although Fang Zhou’s appearance of thousand golden sword shadows was unexpected, it couldn’t pressure her much.

"Nothing special!"

Ming Aoshuang smirked coldly, summoned the Qing Shuang Sword back, grasped it tightly, and swung it forward.

Astonishingly low temperatures explosively surged from her body, spreading rapidly in all directions.

The cold instantly froze the water in the air into powder, seemingly twisting ti and light, turning the scenery dim.

The cold even impacted the desert below; at the crest of the dunes, crystalline frost began to form.

In the blink of an eye, a low-temperature area over a thousand ters in diater ford, resembling the onset of winter, the dim space seemingly devoid of color.

Ming Aoshuang rightfully claid the title of Piaomiao Mountain’s most outstanding successor, also a Righteous Alliance elite, with rely a hand swing altering the climate of a small area, turning the desert into favorable terrain, carrying the buff of ho advantage.

She wielded the Qing Shuang Sword, standing firm amidst the bitter cold, akin to a goddess ruling over ice and snow, coldly captivating.

The low-temperature zone is over a thousand ters in diater, enveloping Fang Zhou as well.

Several months ago, Fang Zhou nearly froze to death in this low-temperature area, True Qi sustaining survival.

Now he rely feels slightly uncomfortable, not even requiring True Qi to dispel the cold, his vigorous life force automatically maintains his body temperature.

In her ho turf, Ming Aoshuang’s aura was fiercer, the Qing Shuang Sword in her hand glead blue as she swung forcefully toward Fang Zhou.