Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 114 - . Lacking a severe beating from society

Chapter 114: 114. Lacking a severe beating from society

Yu Qing rode the Spirit Sword, coming to the skies above Moon Viewing Peak.

This place she had visited a few times, and each time she came, the sight of the three thatched cottages deeply moved her.

In her eyes, this was the attitude a Cultivator should have towards life – not clinging to material possessions, content and at ease. If one pursued extravagant palaces and indulged in excessive desires, it would only cloud the mind and obstruct the path to enlightenment.

Thus, Yu Qing didn’t have such a bad impression of Ling Xiaoyue, even though her Master’s relationship with Ling Xiaoyue wasn’t good.

Before she landed, Yu Qing noticed Fang Zhou and flew directly over to him, where she descended in front of him; the Spirit Sword transformed into a jade hairpin and was inserted into her long hair.

Fang Zhou was somewhat on guard, afraid that this person had come to cause trouble.

But Yu Qing revealed a gentle smile to him: “Little brother, you’ve given us quite the runaround, it turns out your name isn’t Li Yunlong.”

With her smile, an aura like that of spring blossomed forth, resembling the fresh and natural beauty of flowers after rain.

Fang Zhou’s spirits lifted, feeling an exhilarating rush akin to taking a drug, and it immediately brought to mind certain famous advertising slogans – this woman could definitely make a fortune if she went into commercials.

However, it made him even more vigilant; an encounter beginning with such ‘poison’ surely meant no good intentions.

Li Ruyu, initially, had also given off a refreshing impression, yet he ended up revealing a brutal nature.

“My surname is Fang, what do you want?”

Fang Zhou’s indifferent attitude did not offend Yu Qing, she smiled and said: “So you are Taoist Fang. I am Yu Qing, a disciple of the Sword Control lineage. Indeed, I’ve come for a small matter.”

“Are you looking for my Master? She is inside, you can go in yourself.”

Fang Zhou pointed at the thatched cottage.

But Yu Qing didn’t move an inch and said to Fang Zhou, “No, I am not here to see your esteemed Master, but to find Taoist Fang himself.”

Fang Zhou was taken aback, could it be that he was supposed to return and insert those flying Spirit Swords back into Buried Sword Ridge?

He kept his facial expression unchanged: “What do you want me for? If you need me for some work, I am afraid I’ve been having a backache recently, and I really don’t have the time.”

“Work?”

Yu Qing was momentarily startled, then spoke: “Taoist Fang may have misunderstood, I am here to deliver something to you.”

She pulled a jade token out from her sleeve and handed it to Fang Zhou: “This is our Sect’s token, with it, you can freely enter and exit the Mountain Protection Array and can also use the shuttle to descend the mountain. It is by my Master’s orders that I am delivering it to you.”

“For me?”

Fang Zhou found it strange, why would someone suddenly give him something for no reason: “Why give this to me?”

Yu Qing explained: “Naturally, to form a congenial relationship with Taoist Fang. After all, Taoist Fang has passed through our Sect’s entry trials, and the story has already become quite the tale. If Taoist Fang has free time, you can also visit Yujian Peak to appreciate the scenery, and we can sit down to exchange insights. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

So without even reaching the Innate Realm, you all want to sit down and exchange insights. What insights are we to exchange?

Discussing the path along a narrow trail or the great road to heaven?

But Fang Zhou understood what Heavenly Sword Sect was up to; they were still coveting his talent, getting ready to poach him, with both gifts and smooth talk.

Yu Qing is one of the three great True Disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect, herself already at the Perfection of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and might break through to the Innate Realm at any moment—the difference in standing far surpasses that of an ordinary Disciple.

Fang Zhou is merely in the Qi Refinement Realm, yet Yu Qing proposed sitting down to exchange insights with him, clearly elevating him to a very high position.

If it were anyone else, they might have been carried away by now. Unfortunately, they encountered Fang Zhou, whose thinking was entirely different from others. The moment they mentioned sitting down for discussion, his mind raced with thoughts of scheming.

“Well, then I should thank you all.”

Fang Zhou accepted the jade token, not turning down what was freely given; the way to handle a sugar-coated bullet was to swallow the sugar and return the bullet – if they could sway him, then it’s my loss.

“There’s no need to be polite.”

Yu Qing looked towards the distant thatched cottages and suddenly said: “Such a humble abode, has Taoist Fang grown accustomed to living here?”

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Here comes the old trick—give gifts and sweet words, then find weak spots to sow discord. Fang Zhou has seen plenty of these petty schemes.

Fang Zhou is quite irritated with Ling Xiaoyue’s three-thatched cottages too, but that’s an internal family matter. It’s not an outsider’s place to chirp and chirrup about it.

But what she said is also true; damn it all to Ling Xiaoyue.

Since he was the recipient of a favor, Fang Zhou didn’t show any displeasure but stood with one hand behind his back, calmly gazing at the rolling clouds in the distance, and said mildly, “Have you, Taoist Yu Qing, ever heard this saying?”

Yu Qing replied earnestly, “Please enlighten me.”

“A mountain doesn’t need to be high; it is renowned if it harbors immortals. Water doesn’t need to be deep; it is spirited if it harbors dragons. This may be a humble abode, but it’s where my virtue resides.”

Fang Zhou turned around, smiled at her, and said, “The pursuit of cultivation is the path to longevity. If one clings to material possessions, it will cloud the spirit and be counterproductive. Don’t you agree?”

Yu Qing was profoundly shaken, staring blankly at Fang Zhou.

After a silent stare between the two, after a few seconds, Fang Zhou got a bit flustered.

What’s going on? Why is she completely motionless? Could it be some sort of ailment?

Fang Zhou simply felt that Yu Qing’s statements were undeniable facts, and instead of rebutting, thought it would be easier to bluff his way through with some profound words. He did not expect this kind of reaction.

Finally, Yu Qing snapped back to reality, her porcelain-like cheeks instantly flushing red.

She had always thought her simple ideals were misunderstood by others, never expecting to meet a kindred soul who could express such stunning words and stir her so deeply.

The words Fang Zhou just spoke struck right at her heart, poking sharply at its softest spot.

She solemnly gave a bow to Fang Zhou, “Taoist Fang has spoken truly; Yu Qing has learned her lesson.”

Fang Zhou, however, watched her with some surprise, puzzled by her intense reaction. Could it be that this person is the artistic type?

After pondering, Fang Zhou asked Yu Qing, “What do you think of my master?”

Yu Qing immediately responded earnestly, “Your master is unconcerned with material things and has a noble character; indeed, an exemplar for us all.”

Moreover, Ling Xiaoyue’s shamelessness reminded her very much of True Master Yu Jian, which she found endearingly familiar.

Fang Zhou understood then; she was a child who hadn’t been toughened by the harshness of society.

Indulging in luxury yet advocating hardship and adversity.

Little did they know, nobody truly likes hardship; the ultimate purpose of enduring it is to eventually enjoy luxury.

Only after satisfying material needs can one pursue spiritual life and the path to longevity.

With an empty stomach and no warm clothes, good luck cultivating anything—might as well get back to plowing the fields.

If she were to enter the thatched cottage now and see the mountain of trinkets inside, who knows what she would think.

Fang Zhou immediately knew that he and Yu Qing were not on the same path because he was a very pragmatic person, not one to seek out hardship for the sake of it.

But having just postured pretentiously, he couldn’t contradict himself so soon, so he decided to change the subject.

“Taoist Yu Qing, my master has the deed to Moon Viewing Peak. Do you know the story behind how she acquired it?”

Ling Xiaoyue refused to give details, leaving Fang Zhou with a gut feeling that there were issues to probe. He could only seek clarification from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

“Didn’t your master tell you?” Yu Qing asked in surprise. “She indeed possesses the deed to Moon Viewing Peak. However, the story behind that deed is rather complicated.”

The event happened about two years ago when Ling Xiaoyue first appeared at Heavenly Sword Sect, brandishing a deed from Tongtian Sect, demanding the land specified on the deed—the very Moon Viewing Peak.

Of course, the Heavenly Sword Sect would not entertain Ling Xiaoyue’s claims. After all, the Tongtian Sect, which had been situated in the Cloud Sea Mountains more than six hundred years ago, had long perished. She had a deed from Tongtian Sect, but what did that have to do with them at Heavenly Sword Sect?

The Heavenly Sword Sect dismissed Ling Xiaoyue and sent her away. Who knew that the next day she would crash through their Mountain Protection Array and take up residence on Moon Viewing Peak, refusing to leave.