Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 80: 80. foot-scratching man

Chapter 80: 80. foot-scratching man

Fang Zhou kicked open the iron gate at the entrance and entered the basent.

He had thought he would see a grimy scene, but surprisingly, the basent was quite clean, spacious, and fully equipped with living facilities, even having a skylight on top.

It seems that the monks also know that dirty n aren’t fun to play with and are prone to falling sick, so cleanliness is a must.

When Fang Zhou and Han Li entered, they found the imprisoned n leisurely embroidering—absolutely ridiculous.

Seeing two strangers burst in, the n scread in fear and huddled together.

This was the first ti Fang Zhou saw so many n crowded together, yet he did not feel the least bit of kinship. These n all exuded a strong effeminate air with their gestures, so even had makeup on, causing him intense psychological discomfort.

“Everybody, quiet down!”

Fang Zhou, suppressing his nausea, loudly declared, “I am here to rescue you all.”

The expected cheers and tears of joy did not happen; instead, the n began whispering among themselves.

“What a rough man.”

“Yeah, yeah, flaunting himself in public, so immodest.”

“One look and you can tell he won’t get married off.”

Veins popped out on Fang Zhou’s forehead, these nutcases. Coming here kindly to rescue you and you dare criticize ?

“Shut up!”

He roared, interrupting the n’s murmuring: “Anyone who keeps whining stays locked up here to die.”

The cell instantly went silent, but the system notification followed.

[More than ten males regard you as a crude and foul man, awarded 10 points of masculinity, title awarded: Foot-Scratching Man]

Fang Zhou: (≖_≖)

Damn, these bastards.

And what the hell is this foot-scratching man title reward? I’d never wear it.

Then Han Li spoke up, “Gentlen, don’t be afraid, we really are here to get you out.”

A burly, mustached man timidly raised his hand, “Really?”

Han Li showed a gentle smile and nodded.

The mustached man imdiately started hopping around hand-in-hand with the other n, so even cried tears of joy.

Fang Zhou: …

He looked at Han Li and then at himself.

Despite being handso and dashing, even having so righteous reputation, why did he seem like a villain in these n’s eyes?

And Han Li, quite ordinary looking, managed to gain their trust.

“Don’t get too happy too soon.”

Fang Zhou, a bit annoyed, told the n, “If you want to get out, you must do sothing for us first, only then you can leave.”

The n got nervous again, “What is it?”

When Fang Zhou stated the requirent, he thought the n would resist, but they agreed without even a mont of hesitation.

Well, even in this world where gender roles are reversed, deep down n still are enthusiastic about certain matters.

“It’s the kind that says no with the mouth, but the body is very honest.”

Fang Zhou and Han Li led this group of n out of the dungeon, and took the opportunity to count them. There were thirty-five n in total, you should know that Lanruo Temple only had about thirty monks.

n were gathered, next they needed won.

In this world, it might be difficult to find n, but finding won was too simple, Fang Zhou already had a bunch in his gourd.

Fang Zhou picked a smaller courtyard and released all the monks from the gourd. He and Han Li then started tying up these monks with ropes.

The last monk let out was Hui Neng.

Upon touching the ground, her expression was a bit dazed, but she quickly regained her composure, and with an envious look at the gourd in Fang Zhou’s hand, she said coldly, “There will be another ti, we will et again.”

After speaking, she leapt up. Her plump body soared like a large bird, shooting out of the courtyard.

She was in the Foundation Establishnt Realm. Hardly anyone could stop her if she wanted to flee.

Unfortunately, her opponent this ti was different. Just as Hui Neng’s figure was about to cross over the wall, she felt a blur before her eyes, as if soone had appeared in front of her instantaneously.

Before she could see clearly, she was struck hard in the abdon and sent flying back, crashing heavily onto the ground in the courtyard.

Hui Neng spat out blood, and upon looking up in shock, she realized that the person who had stopped her was Fang Zhou, her eyes revealing a trace of horror.

This kid is clearly just in the Qi Refinent Realm, how can he be so strong?!

Could it be that he has always been hiding his true realm?

As much as Hui Neng racked her brains, she couldn’t figure it out. Although Fang Zhou was only in the Qi Refinent Realm, his Physical Strength was far beyond a typical Foundation Establishnt practitioner.

Moreover, for cultivators transitioning from Qi Refinent Realm to Foundation Establishnt Realm, Physical Strength is linked to one’s power. How strong the body can only exhibit corresponding strength unless supplented by Spiritual Energy—there should not be a scenario where strength exceeds the body’s limits.

But Fang Zhou was different. Due to the system, his strength, speed, and constitution were calculated separately. The imbalance in upgrades ant his strength and speed limits exceeded that of his Physical Strength.

If soone else had the sa Physical Strength as Fang Zhou, then his strength and speed would be comparatively higher, thus showing such terrifying effects.

Hui Neng, with her significantly weaker Physical Strength compared to Fang Zhou, was naturally knocked down by his punch.

Seeing that there was no escape, Hui Neng cald down, slowly sat cross-legged, and sneered, “Benefactors, do you really think I’m alone in maintaining Lanruo Temple here? I advise you to let go, or you’ll regret it.”

Fang Zhou and Han Li exchanged a look, with Hui Neng saying so, it was clear that soone was directing her from behind the scenes.

If they dared to harm her, they would face revenge from that person behind the scenes.

Han Li was slightly alard—if Hui Neng wasn’t lying, whoever could instruct a Foundation Establishnt cultivator to guard this desolate place for years must be extraordinarily strong?

Fang Zhou asked interestedly, “Let’s hear it.”

Hui Neng’s face was serene, “Just let go, and we can talk.”

Fang Zhou smiled, “Letting you go is fine, but first, you need to do sothing for us.”

Hui Neng’s eyebrows furrowed just to see Fang Zhou suddenly holding a glaze bottle, walking over, and forcibly pouring the liquid from the bottle into her mouth.

Hui Neng coughed and spat out saliva several tis, glaring furiously at Fang Zhou: “What did you make drink?”

Fang Zhou shook the bottle, smiling, “Of course, it’s sothing good. You’ll find out soon.”

With Han Li’s help, Fang Zhou poured the remaining half bottle of Strong aphrodisiac into the mouths of the other monks, and few monks under the age of ten were picked out and sent outside.

Although these monks all deserved their fate, what was coming next was not suitable for the young.

After about ten seconds, the effects of the drug started taking place, and the thirty or so monks began to lose their sanity, including Hui Neng who was no exception. To take care of her, Fang Zhou had her drink most of the Strong aphrodisiac.

Thus, Hui Neng was affected the most severely. Even in the Foundation Establishnt Realm, she could not resist and because she had nothing to vent, her skin turned red-hot, and she appeared completely crazed.

Fang Zhou and Han Li stepped out of the courtyard, and the Tree Demon had already been brought by Ling Xiaoyue.