The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 333. Give you a lesson you’ll never forget.

Chapter 333: 333. Give you a lesson you’ll never forget.

Di Qingying dreamt of using Emperor George to command the ministers, but she never expected Zhao Luofei to achieve it instead.

Fortunately, Zhao Luofei remained loyal to Qiao Sen; otherwise, it would have been all too easy for her to become a powerful minister wielding absolute power given the current situation.

Even though she had repeatedly clarified that she had no ulterior motives, many of the sycophants and opportunists in the court still gravitated towards her.

While Zhao Luofei was busy maintaining the situation, the three Yu Qing siblings arrived at a crack in the Imperial Palace.

The sides of the crack were incredibly smooth, clearly made by a sharp weapon. Yet the length of this crack extended over hundreds of meters, and its width was several meters as well. What kind of weapon could have carved this out?

The three of them had just seen it; a golden pillar of light reaching the sky created this crack.

As sword masters, the trio could distinctly feel the fierce Sword Intent lingering as they stood by the crack, so it was more apt to call that golden pillar a sword light.

The ability to cleave such a terrifying sword light—what realm of Cultivator could achieve this?

In their current state, the trio couldn’t determine it. Although there were many experts in their sect, they rarely took action, and it was uncertain when they’d ever get to witness such again.

Xuan Ling proposed, "Why don’t we go down and take a look?"

Yu Qing shook her head, "No, it’s too dangerous."

Xuan Ling couldn’t help but retort, "You have the nerve to call it dangerous? Wasn’t it you who insisted on staying in the Capital despite the risks back then?"

Yu Qing did not argue with Xuan Ling. Her decision to stay despite opposition was based on rational judgment, and she had left herself a backup plan.

Even though the backup plan hadn’t been needed, at least her life was safe.

As for what lay beneath the crack, none of them knew, and to recklessly enter would be akin to seeking death.

Seeing Yu Qing’s dismissive stance on arguing, Xuan Ling turned to Gou Cheng, "Tell me, should we go down?"

Gou Cheng revealed a bitter smile; he couldn’t afford to offend either of them and could only whisper, "I’ll listen to Senior Sister."

Xuan Ling triumphantly looked at Yu Qing, "Two to one!"

Yu Qing smiled warmly, "I’m also his Senior Sister."

Xuan Ling knew this, as she merely wanted Yu Qing to voice an opinion.

Suddenly, Gou Cheng interrupted the two, "Someone’s coming up."

Both Yu Qing and Xuan Ling glanced down and saw two familiar figures flying up from the crack.

No, there were three. Du Ruxue was carrying an unconscious Qiao Sen.

The Yu Qing trio looked astonished; they hadn’t expected Fang Zhou and Du Ruxue to fly out from below the crack.

Since they didn’t understand anything about the Imperial Palace Dungeon, they assumed Du Ruxue had taken Qiao Sen out of the Capital, with General Yaksha and Fang Zhou giving chase, completely unaware of what transpired underground.

Fang Zhou and Du Ruxue hadn’t expected to run into the three of them just after emerging and thought they had been waiting for them.

"Hey, long time no see. How have you all been?"

It had been over two months since Fang Zhou last saw the three of them, and he waved to greet, "You all waited so courteously for my return."

But for the Yu Qing trio, it had only been two days. Xuan Ling immediately recalled the humiliation and anger when Fang Zhou breached her delicate pride with the Thousand-Year Kill.

"You, Fang!"

With a voice full of rage, Xuan Ling summoned her Spirit Sword and leaped into the air.

Yu Qing and Gou Cheng wanted to stop her, but it was already too late as Xuan Ling lunged fiercely towards Fang Zhou, "I want you to pay with your blood!!"

"Hey, hey, what’s gotten into you, drama queen?"

Fang Zhou was puzzled, unable for the moment to recall what he’d done to Xuan Ling.

Xuan Ling’s Spirit Sword usually disguised as a belt, under her wrath, multiplied into hundreds, shooting straight at Fang Zhou.

Although Xuan Ling didn’t know Fang Zhou had advanced to the Innate level, she was aware of his formidable skill, not beneath her own, so she went full force in her attack.

Fang Zhou instinctively wanted to subdue Xuan Ling but hesitated and held back.

He wasn’t trying to hide his abilities from Yu Qing and the others; it wasn’t something he could hide even if he tried. Mainly, he didn’t want to reveal his power in the open for all to see.

Even though this place was remote, with not a ghost in sight, and in the dead of night, who knew if there were allies of General Yaksha lurking around to spy.

He swiftly retreated, riding on the Xuanyuan Sword, and dashed away, with the enraged Xuan Ling in hot pursuit, both disappearing into the night.

Yu Qing and Gou Cheng were speechless. It seemed these two would never get along in this lifetime.

Du Ruxue was equally baffled, but as someone who didn’t like meddling, she didn’t ask a thing.

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Fang Zhou deliberately led them to an isolated area and slowed his pace; otherwise, the current Xuan Ling wouldn’t be able to catch him.

Xuan Ling was unaware that Fang Zhou was holding back; the only thought in her mind was to give the man ahead an unforgettable lesson.

Fang Zhou flew to a high altitude, and once he confirmed no one was spying, he stopped to face the approaching Xuan Ling, pulling out the gourd.

Xuan Ling recognized Fang Zhou’s ever-present gourd but showed no fear, knowing the gourd’s absorption speed was slow, inadequate to catch her.

However, Xuan Ling’s information was outdated. Fang Zhou had long developed a combo of the gourd and the Illusion Technique, with a one-hundred-percent hit rate below the Innate Realm.

As Xuan Ling charged forward, Fang Zhou unleashed an Illusion Technique, trapping her in an instant. He then swiftly absorbed her into the gourd, effortlessly resolving the confrontation.

Fang Zhou returned to the Imperial Palace, found a secluded spot, and entered the gourd space himself.

Observing the sleeping Xuan Ling inside, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but sigh. This woman was clearly not inferior to Yu Qing in looks and figure, yet her personality and mouth were utterly atrocious, akin to Ling Xiaoyue.

If only she were mute and an idiot, she could just rely on her looks.

Fang Zhou understood why Xuan Ling grew so furious upon seeing him—because she had suffered his Thousand-Year Kill.

Yet Fang Zhou did not think he was at fault. It was clearly the woman who kept picking fights and being foul-mouthed, and he merely gave her a minor lesson.

Unexpectedly, she grew more brazen and refused to repent, seemingly ignorant of the word ’death.’

She had been utterly spoiled by the True Master Xuan Jian, beyond saving.

Fang Zhou decided to give her a lifetime lesson right here, ensuring she’d steer clear upon seeing him henceforth.

He snapped his fingers, and Xuan Ling immediately awoke from her slumber.

At first startled by her surroundings, she quickly realized where she was.

Facing the nearby Fang Zhou, anger flared in her eyes, "Fang, you bastard, let me go if you dare."

She struggled, yet her body didn’t move; within the gourd space, Fang Zhou was the sovereign.

Fang Zhou approached leisurely, wearing a benevolent smile, "I warned you, if you dare provoke me again, I will make you regret it."

While speaking, he moved behind Xuan Ling, "You seemed to take my words as the wind, but don’t worry, from now on, you’ll always remember."

As Xuan Ling heard Fang Zhou’s ominous words, a chill rose from her heart, "What are you going to do... ah!"

She let out a startled scream as Fang Zhou pulled down her pants from behind.