The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy
Chapter 339. Master, just close your eyes

Chapter 339: 339. Master, just close your eyes

"Master, please leave a child for me!!"

Qiao Sen bowed respectfully and earnestly requested.

"What!?"

Fang Zhou was so shocked that he even blurted out English.

For a moment, he thought he must have misunderstood Qiao Sen’s meaning, so he scratched his ear with his pinky and asked in confusion, "Qiao Sen, what nonsense are you spouting? I’m not running an orphanage, where would I get a child to leave you?"

Qiao Sen looked at Fang Zhou with some embarrassment, a rare blush creeping up her cheeks, and she explained, "Master, what I mean is that I want to have a child with you."

Fang Zhou finally understood, and he was equally shocked.

What the heck, Qiao Sen, I never imagined you to be that kind of person. I thought you were eyeing my thighs, not my ancestral DNA!

Back when we met for the first time at the Heavenly Sword Sect, I already suspected covetous thoughts in your eyes.

Now your true intentions are exposed, it’s been premeditated all along.

Fang Zhou exclaimed in great astonishment: "Qiao Sen, what kind of joke are you making? We may be tight, but don’t go crazy on me. What do you mean by having a kid with me?"

It’s the first time he had encountered such a direct woman. Other women at most just wanted to play around with him. He never expected Qiao Sen to skip that step and jump straight to procreation. Impressive.

Qiao Sen anticipated Fang Zhou’s reaction, and hurriedly said, "Master, I’m not joking. I’m sincerely requesting your help. Please lend me your strength."

Fang Zhou sighed and said awkwardly, "Qiao Sen, what are you thinking? How could you have such a ridiculous idea?"

If it were another woman, Fang Zhou might have considered it—nothing to lose, you know—but with Qiao Sen, it’s different. He never saw her as a woman. Now being targeted by Qiao Sen feels like having a trainee who wants to move up in ways he didn’t foresee.

The fact that Fang Zhou didn’t walk away immediately already left Qiao Sen overjoyed, and she quickly explained her intentions to have a child.

It turned out Qiao Sen wanted to have a child to inherit the throne of the Chu Kingdom, while she planned to seek out Di Ao for revenge.

The Chu Kingdom wasn’t short of men, but they were all too weak, even weaker than Qiao Sen, utterly incapable of resistance.

Qiao Sen realized that the catastrophe besieging the Chu Kingdom was partly due to the Blood God’s legacy but also because the Qiao clan was too feeble, leaving them defenseless against enemies.

Therefore, she hoped her descendants could possess stronger cultivation talent to safeguard the throne and their lives.

For this reason, she completely disregarded the men of the Chu Kingdom since their offspring might even be weaker than herself.

So Qiao Sen had no choice but to set her sights on Fang Zhou, whom she saw as the perfect man: powerful, talented, exceptionally handsome, with an excellent character.

In comparison, Qiao Sen felt incredibly inferior. If it weren’t for the sake of her descendants, she would never dare to offend Fang Zhou with this request.

After hearing Qiao Sen’s explanation, Fang Zhou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She was treating him like a stud!

Sure, he was indeed powerful, talented, handsome, and had a noble character, but this is unacceptable. Even studs have dignity, you know?

Fang Zhou patiently reasoned, "Qiao Sen, leave the revenge to me. You focus on being an emperor. Passing down the Ripple Divine Skill to your descendants should be enough to secure the throne."

Qiao Sen shook her head: "Master, I must take revenge myself. I have a premonition that Di Ao and I are lifelong enemies, destined to have a life-and-death confrontation. If I become emperor, I’ll be tangled in worldly affairs, and the Qiao clan might end with her hands."

Saying so, Qiao Sen again knelt sincerely before Fang Zhou: "Master, I know this request is outrageous, but it’s the only one in my life. Please fulfill it."

Fang Zhou looked at Qiao Sen, speechless: "But I’m your master. What do people say if this gets out?"

Qiao Sen looked up and said, "As long as we don’t say, no one will know, Master."

Darn it, why didn’t you ask before acknowledging me as your master?

Wait a minute, master-student, that sounds thrilling to think about.

Of course, Fang Zhou would never actually do something so indecent.

Qiao Sen suddenly added: "Master, I know I’m no match for Sister Yu Qing, and you must not think highly of me, so Master, just close your eyes and let me handle everything. It’ll be over soon."

Fang Zhou was instantly furious, what do you mean by soon over? Who do you think you’re looking down on?!

The top-notch Cheng Xing was all eager at first, but now she collapses at the sight of me.

Fang Zhou almost wanted to show Qiao Sen his stamina but eventually suppressed this impulse.

Honestly speaking, Qiao Sen wasn’t unattractive, definitely a pretty girl, but underneath those clothes was a body hardened like steel.

Fang Zhou preferred muscles that didn’t affect femininity, like Wu Lin’s, not Qiao Sen’s bodybuilder physique.

He patted Qiao Sen’s shoulder and sighed: "Rise up, thoughts like yours solve no problems. Even if you have a child, raising her to inherit the throne, Di Ao will have long outpaced you. How are you going to take revenge on her? I’ll think of a way to have the best of both worlds."

Having seen Fang Zhou’s firm refusal, Qiao Sen could only stand up helplessly: "I’ll follow Master’s guidance."

Fang Zhou encouraged her with a few words, telling her to continue cultivating the Ripple Divine Skill, as her future could be limitless.

Qiao Sen listened dutifully, and after Fang Zhou finished speaking, she suddenly said: "Master, someone wants to meet you alone."

Fang Zhou immediately guessed who, knowing this matter must be dealt with before leaving, so he nodded and said: "Okay, let her come over."

Qiao Sen asked Fang Zhou to wait a moment, turned and left, and soon returned with someone else.

Fang Zhou guessed it right; the person who arrived was Zhao Luofei.

Zhao Luofei, clad in armor, with a heroic and beautiful appearance, seemed valiant and formidable.

She gazed at Fang Zhou steadily, her dark eyes showing a complex expression: "Your surname isn’t Ling, it’s Fang, isn’t it?"

Fang Zhou could only nod. Though he didn’t know where Zhao Luofei heard it from, there was no need to hide now: "Correct, my surname is Fang, but I won’t tell you my full name."

Zhao Luofei smiled bitterly: "You don’t even want to tell me your real name? But I’ve already guessed, you’re called Fang Chuan, right?"

Fang Zhou almost spat water out, "Nima, what on earth is Fang Chuan?"

This is implying I`ll capsize?