Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 132 - . The smart IQ has taken the high ground.
Chapter 132: 132. The smart IQ has taken the high ground.
Yu Qing felt somewhat uneasy under Fang Zhou’s scrutinizing gaze, which seemed slightly penetrative: “Taoist Fang?”
Fang Zhou gathered his scattered thoughts, coughed, and said, “Sorry, I was distracted. Let’s put this matter on hold for now. I haven’t thought of what I need you to do yet. I’ll tell you when I figure it out.”
Yu Qing nodded: “Then I’ll make a note of it. Just don’t forget, Taoist Fang.”
She wasn’t worried that Fang Zhou would make her do something embarrassing.
The newspapers were all sold out, and Fang Zhou was ready to return. He left the tables and chairs where they were since he’d need them again the day after tomorrow.
Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, hopped onto it, and waving goodbye to Yu Qing, he said, “See you the day after tomorrow then. The second issue of the Wangyue Daily is earnestly in the making. Please look forward to it.”
“Safe travels, Taoist Fang.”
Yu Qing also waved back at Fang Zhou with a smile, watching as he flew into the sea of clouds.
Although she was curious about how Fang Zhou could produce so many newspapers on his own in such a short time, since Fang Zhou didn’t bring it up, she did not ask.
There were definitely Magic Treasures or secrets involved. The Cultivation World was full of all sorts of bizarre Magic Treasures that many cultivators might not spare a second glance, especially one capable of mass-producing newspapers.
After Fang Zhou’s figure disappeared, Yu Qing then turned and left Chaoyang Palace, still holding the copy of the newspaper Fang Zhou had given her.
Reaching a secluded place, Yu Qing looked around to make sure no one was near. Only then did she stealthily flip to the novel section of the newspaper and continued reading from where she had left off.
Compared to those news stories of unconfirmed truth, Yu Qing was more interested in the novel, as she could learn new knowledge from it.
Indeed, she was reading it with the intent to learn, and learning is an upright and proper thing to do; it doesn’t require sneaking around.
However, the passionate and detailed descriptions in the novel still made Yu Qing feel an unusual surge of emotions, with a ticklish sensation in her heart as if a cat’s paw was scratching at it.
It took her some time to finish, and Yu Qing didn’t realize her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes sparkled with emotion.
She silently practiced the sword-controlling heart formula to calm her emotions, then carefully folded the newspaper. Originally, she hadn’t valued the paper much, but now she found it precious.
Tucking the folded newspaper into her sleeve, Yu Qing finally let out a breath of relief, her anticipation for the second issue of the Wangyue Daily growing stronger.
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Fang Zhou returned to Moon Viewing Peak, made himself something simple to eat, and his body absorbed Spiritual Energy within the bamboo house while his consciousness entered the gourd space.
Upon entering the gourd space, Fang Zhou saw a surprising scene—seven little gourds were all doing headstands.
He exclaimed in shock, “What are you doing?”
Cheng Xing, while maintaining her balance, replied, “We’re letting intelligence take the high ground. I already feel my head filled with power.”
The other gourds, however, were not as excited as Cheng Xing, each with a pained expression and faces red as beets.
It was only Cheng Xing who was doing headstands at first, and the rest of the gourds didn’t believe such a silly-looking method would be effective.
But Cheng Xing kept saying it worked and claimed that her intelligence was rushing to her head.
This curiosity made the other gourds give it a try and start to do headstands as well.
After all, intelligence was always a sore point for the gourd children.
To sustain a headstand for two full hours, the gourd children encouraged and cheered each other on until Fang Zhou arrived.
Fang Zhou couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, saying to them, “Come down, it’s no use.”
“What?”
Cheng Xing, too surprised, toppled over, causing the others to fall as well.
Ignoring the dizziness from the blood rushing to her head, she staggered toward Fang Zhou, complaining, “It was you who said this method would make us smarter—are you deceiving us?”
The other gourd children also glared at Fang Zhou angrily. Before Fang Zhou’s return, they had already done numerous headstands, almost flattening their heads.
Fang Zhou laughed out loud: “I didn’t deceive you, but you are all too foolish; this method is of no use to you.”
The gourd children almost became enraged at Fang Zhou’s blunt words about their stupidity.
Although it seemed to be the truth, he shouldn’t say it to their faces.
Cheng Xing, in particular, was furious at being called foolish, which she hated the most.
Subconsciously, she reached out, grabbed Fang Zhou’s collar, and pulled him close, their faces almost touching.
“You’re the foolish one, you’re clearly lying!”
Fang Zhou, silently experiencing the grandeur of Cheng Xing’s chest, composedly said, “Do you still remember how I put it?”
“Of course, I remember!”
Cheng Xing hurriedly repeated Fang Zhou’s words: “Stand on your head for two hours a day, let the blood rush to the brain, increase oxygen levels, and you’ll become smarter!”
Fang Zhou shrugged: “Yeah, and people will become smarter. But you are not people, you’re monsters!”
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the gourd children’s mouths were agape in astonishment.
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Cheng Xing stood there, dumbfounded.
Fang Zhou stretched out his hand, pushing Cheng Xing back, “So you see, I say you’re foolish and you get upset. But this method is meant for humans, not for monsters like you; of course, it wouldn’t work.”
This time, the gourd children had no strength to argue against Fang Zhou’s insult to their intelligence as they were indeed foolish, unable to distinguish between humans and monsters.
Cheng Xing was still in a daze when Fang Zhou patted her chest, “Wake up. If there’s a chance in the future, I’ll teach you a method that even monsters can use to become smarter.”
Cheng Xing snapped back to reality, not noticing Fang Zhou’s movement, and with wide, doubtful eyes, she asked, “Really?”
“Of course. I’ve always been a man of my word. But first, you’ll have to finish your tasks,” Fang Zhou said.
He looked around the circle and asked, “Did you make a few more sets of movable type printing tools as I asked?”
The gourd children finally sprang into action and presented the completed sets of tools.
Fang Zhou had already planned the content for the second issue of Wangyue Daily and was about to have Cheng Xing record it when he found himself surrounded by the gourds.
They were like exemplary students, eagerly waiting for the teacher to start class.
