Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 552: 552: The Heartless Woman Who Turns On a Dime

Chapter 552: Chapter 552: The Heartless Woman Who Turns On a Di

Fang Zhou expressed disdain for Ming Aoshuang’s behavior of treating an enemy as a father.

Ming Aoshuang, knowing she was in the wrong, didn’t want to continue arguing with Fang Zhou.

After watching nearly thirty years of Ming Aoshuang’s life, Fang Zhou’s consciousness finally cleared up.

He found his entire face seed buried in cotton, extrely comfortable.

Ming Aoshuang also woke up at the sa ti, imdiately feeling sothing heavy pressing down on her.

She opened her eyes and saw Fang Zhou lying completely on top of her, with his face shalessly buried in her chest.

Fang Zhou just happened to lift his head at that mont, locking eyes with Ming Aoshuang.

Fang Zhou: (•‾̑⌣‾̑•)✧˖°

Ming Aoshuang: (⊙ˍ⊙)

Fang Zhou thought for a mont, then buried his face down again.

Taking advantage of the enemy doesn’t co every day, this is the one and only Ice Snow Goddess brand face wash.

Seeing Fang Zhou still not getting off, Ming Aoshuang was infuriated and pushed him off of her.

“Get off !”

Fang Zhou rolled off her, stood up, and complained, “You’re really cold and heartless, woman. We were just acting as one, and now you’re turning against .”

Ming Aoshuang glared at him, then climbed up from the ground, looked at her pitch-black long hair, and couldn’t help but feel so joy.

Her hair turning black ant she successfully regained her body.

As long as she doesn’t lose control of her emotions in the future, the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix will find it difficult to seize her body.

However, Ming Aoshuang’s joy didn’t last long; she glanced at Fang Zhou, and her expression imdiately soured.

Being with this guy, she feared it wouldn’t take long for her to go mad with anger.

Trying to stay calm was really difficult.

Fang Zhou noticed her gaze and asked in surprise, “What’s with the look that wants dead? Get it straight, I’m really not your dad, so don’t curse .”

Ming Aoshuang couldn’t help but take two deep breaths, running her ntal thod to suppress the rising anger.

Otherwise, she feared she would soon be fighting Fang Zhou.

After finally calming down, Ming Aoshuang began to assess the surrounding situation.

The two were in a long underground cave, with the traces of human carving visible around, and so murals on the walls.

“What is this place?”

Ming Aoshuang asked curiously, rembering they were in the desert before her consciousness fell asleep.

How did they end up in this strange place when she woke?

Fang Zhou was examining the mural on the wall, turned his head at her words, and looked at her.

In his eyes, this woman now had no secrets left; he knew she was a reincarnation of a wisp of Divine Soul of the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix. The one who just fought fiercely with him was the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, not Ming Aoshuang, so she didn’t know the specifics.

“We’re at the bottom of the desert, ruins revealed after a collapse. Didn’t your Righteous Alliance find this before?”

Ming Aoshuang frowned and shook her head.

“We didn’t find anything valuable on the twenty-first level, and didn’t know there were ruins under the desert.”

Because the desert was full of quicksand, making excavation impossible, the Righteous Alliance hadn’t thought there would be buildings below.

During the fight between Fang Zhou and the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix, the desert was frozen, and then a collapse was caused by moonlight, revealing the ruins buried for who knows how long.

Fang Zhou didn’t expect Ming Aoshuang to give any useful information, so he ignored her, turning back to continue studying the murals, walking and examining downward.

Ming Aoshuang hesitated for a mont and could only follow.

The passage was deep, leading to who knows where, the walls were filled with various murals, all narrative, recording many events.

There were wars, sacrifices, agriculture, construction, and more, capturing Fang Zhou’s interest as he appreciated a whole new civilization through these narrative murals.

Following behind Fang Zhou, Ming Aoshuang several tis wanted to speak but didn’t know how to.

This man knew all her secrets, no matter how hidden they were.

Aside from feeling ashad and angry, her feelings were extrely complicated, not knowing how to interact with him.

Fighting was probably not an option anymore; erasing everything was for the best, for the sake of her own life, it’s best not to et again.

But thinking there was a man who knew all her secrets, Ming Aoshuang couldn’t calm down.

If this isn’t resolved, she wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep in peace when she got back.

Fang Zhou had no idea that Ming Aoshuang was tangled in thoughts. After looking at the mural for a while, he summoned Bi An, letting it infiltrate from above his head.

Bi An was formless and intangible, only objects with Spiritual Power could touch it, but it could actively touch anything.

Infiltrating thick walls like this was easy, and Fang Zhou wanted Bi An to probe how deep he and Ming Aoshuang were buried.

The maximum range of Bi An’s activity was half a kiloter; as long as within that range, he could use swapping positions to leave.

Bi An quickly made a round trip, bringing back bad news: the top was over half a kiloter of thick soil, with a lot of rock.

Such a thick distance, Fang Zhou currently had no ans to penetrate, let alone confirming only half a kiloter thick; it might be much more.

Fang Zhou could only let Bi An laterally go into the walls, and approximately after ten ters, it penetrated through, revealing another underground cave.

Fang Zhou had Bi An repeatedly change directions, finding it was the sa everywhere, with a vast network of intersecting underground caves, impossible to distinguish direction.

In other words, Fang Zhou was trapped underground again. The only good news was having a woman by his side.

If they really couldn’t escape, maybe they could keep each other entertained.

Ming Aoshuang saw Fang Zhou suddenly standing still in a daze, finally couldn’t resist asking, “What’s wrong?”

Fang Zhou snapped back to reality, a bit surprised that Ming Aoshuang could speak to him so calmly.

He thought for a mont and decided to tell this woman the truth.

Though it wouldn’t help, seeing Ming Aoshuang unhappy would make him happy.

“We’re trapped here, and can’t get out for now.”

Ming Aoshuang’s eyebrows furrowed, glancing up.

“Can’t we punch through the soil up top?”

Fang Zhou shook his head, laughing, “I don’t know, you could try it yourself.”

Ming Aoshuang thought for a mont, summoned the Glazing Qing Shuang Sword, and stabbed upward.

The sharp Spirit Sword pierced the solid layer of soil instantly, easier than cutting through tofu.

Ming Aoshuang was calm at first, but as ti passed, her expression beca more and more grim.

Her Spirit Sword wasn’t capable of decapitating from thousands of miles away, but a few kiloters wouldn’t be a problem.

But until the Spirit Sword almost slipped out of control, the top layer didn’t end.

At least a few kiloters of soil, not to ntion her, even soone in the Golden Core Realm would find it hard to break through.

Seeing Ming Aoshuang’s grim expression, Fang Zhou instantly laughed with joy.