The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 338. Once a teacher, forever a father.

Chapter 338: 338. Once a teacher, forever a father.

After the two chatted for a while, Feng Qin took her leave.

Watching Feng Qin about to leave, Fang Zhou suddenly circulated his Innate True Qi and infused it into his eyes, using the True Eye of the Glazed Cave.

This skill Fang Zhou learned from Du Ruxue, who would always use this spell to secretly observe him while he was in seclusion practicing in the gourd space.

Though the name sounds fancy, it really only has the function of x-ray vision, not even as good as Cheng Xing’s thousand-mile eyes.

However, Du Ruxue said she only learned the basics, and this spell is quite powerful when mastered deeply.

Fang Zhou’s eyes instantly turned into a glazed color, locking onto Feng Qin’s figure.

He was really curious about what style Feng Qin was wearing today, but was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he sought the answer himself.

Under the True Eye, Feng Qin’s clothes quickly became transparent, revealing two round, long legs, as his gaze moved up.

"Hiss!!!"

Fang Zhou drew in a sharp breath, unexpectedly discovering that besides certain Ding and Lei surnames, there were such nosebleed-inducing styles.

Elder Feng Qin is amazing, definitely the fashion queen of lingerie in the Cultivation World. It seems necessary to have a candlelit chat with her for an exchange.

No other indecent thoughts, it’s purely to learn these styles, so Cheng Xing can try them on later. The effect would be explosive.

Just as she was about to leave, Feng Qin suddenly turned around, startling Fang Zhou to quickly cancel the True Eye.

Feng Qin fixed her gaze on him and suddenly asked, "Nice view?"

Fang Zhou, nervously preparing an excuse, was taken aback, then gave her a thumbs up: "Nice!"

Feng Qin chuckled softly and turned to leave.

Watching her depart, Fang Zhou was a hundred percent sure in his heart, that Feng Qin must be the type that’s proper off the bed, amazing on it.

Fang Zhou shook his head and floated down; it seemed tonight would be another sleepless night.

...

After venting for a night, Qiao Sen finally calmed down a bit.

With the knowledge that Qiao Sen was unharmed, the previously turbulent undercurrents in the Capital also immediately quieted down.

Di Ao’s whereabouts were unknown, and the Di family, along with Di Qingying, were thrown into the Heavenly Prison. Zhao Luofei’s prestige was at its peak, but she remained loyal to Qiao Sen, leaving no room for any improper thoughts.

Fang Zhou didn’t go to see Qiao Sen but instead discussed with Yu Qing about when to leave.

With matters here settled and all dangers facing Qiao Sen lifted, it was time for Fang Zhou and the others to return.

"By the way, Xuan Ling quietly left last night. It seems she went back on her own."

Yu Qing said to Fang Zhou, eyeing him as if questioning what he had done to Xuan Ling to make her leave without a word.

Fang Zhou remained unfazed: "Xuan Ling profoundly realized her mistakes, too ashamed to face the people back home, so she went back early to reflect behind closed doors. You should all learn from her keen spirit of self-reflection."

This shameless remark earned him disdainful looks from Yu Qing and Gou Cheng.

Towards noon, a rather dejected Qiao Sen showed up, accompanied by Zhao Luofei.

Seeing Zhao Luofei again, Fang Zhou, who’s easily embarrassed, naturally felt a bit awkward.

However, Zhao Luofei met Fang Zhou without a change in expression, as if everything that had happened before was a passing moment, greeting everyone naturally.

Nevertheless, there’s no way Zhao Luofei’s pretense of composure could fool Fang Zhou, who was in the Innate Realm. He immediately detected symptoms of her body tensing, pupils dilating, heavy breathing, and accelerated heartbeat upon seeing him.

Ha, in front of my titanium alloy dog-eyes, you can’t hide anything, woman.

Qiao Sen, knowing that matters were resolved and Yu Qing and the others were about to leave, did not try to stop them. She originally planned to bow deeply to each as a grand gesture of thanks, but after Yu Qing politely declined, at Fang Zhou’s suggestion, she gave each a deep hug as a memento.

When it was Fang Zhou’s turn, Qiao Sen solemnly asked, "Mr. Ling, may I speak with you alone?"

Fang Zhou exchanged a glance with Yu Qing, then nodded: "Sure!"

Qiao Sen specifically arranged an isolated spot in the Imperial Garden, even keeping the guards away, with only the two of them in sight.

Gazing at the already impressive Qiao Sen, Fang Zhou briefly recalled their first meeting when Qiao Sen was still a timid young girl.

He smiled slightly and said, "What do you want to tell me? No need for thanks."

Alongside, he vaguely guessed what Qiao Sen wanted to discuss alone; nothing more than asking him to eliminate Di Ao or offering an idea to defeat Di Ao.

Qiao Sen looked at Fang Zhou quietly, then suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Ling, you are Baron Qi Beilin, aren’t you?"

By now, there was no need for Fang Zhou to hide, so he nodded: "That’s right, it’s me."

He gently raised a hand, and the Innate True Qi emanated, lifting Qiao Sen, who was about to bow: "No need for this, I can’t really be considered your master."

Qiao Sen, however, earnestly said, "Once a teacher, always a mother... I mean, a father. You taught me for three months and even taught me the Ripple Divine Skill, so naturally, you are my master."

If not for the Ripple Divine Skill, Qiao Sen would have been defeated by Di Ao during the succession ceremony and wouldn’t have survived the events afterward. With Fang Zhou’s unwavering assistance throughout, great kindness and virtue aren’t enough to describe it.

Seeing Qiao Sen determined not to give up until he acknowledged her, Fang Zhou could only accept this little apprentice.

Having a future emperor as an apprentice felt pretty good.

Fang Zhou patted her on the shoulder and laughed: "Alright, if you want to be my apprentice, then be it. Your ability to cling to the big thigh has already achieved thirty percent of your master’s skills."

Seeing Fang Zhou agree, Qiao Sen was overjoyed and immediately knelt in the apprentice’s ceremony, giving Fang Zhou three solid bows.

This time, Fang Zhou didn’t stop her; after all, it’s a custom, and not agreeing would have made her more uneasy.

After Qiao Sen finished bowing, Fang Zhou said: "Since you recognize me as your master, your matters are also your master’s matters. I’ll find a way to catch Di Ao back, so you don’t need to worry about that."

Even without Qiao Sen’s involvement, Fang Zhou would still find a way to locate Di Ao, as the Blood God Mask was likely taken by her and must be retrieved, whether it falls into her hands or the True Mother God Sect’s would both be bad.

Qiao Sen, however, shook her head: "Master, Di Ao is my lifelong nemesis, and I will deal with her personally, not troubling your old self."

Hearing Qiao Sen address him as an old self, Fang Zhou nearly choked; I might not even be older than you, of course, I mean age, not in other aspects.

Fang Zhou curiously asked: "So, what’s the purpose of calling me out alone?"

Qiao Sen hesitated, but finally bowed deeply to Fang Zhou, speaking with firm resolve.

"Master, please leave me a child!!"