Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 133 - . No one will sleep tonight.

Chapter 133: 133. No one will sleep tonight.

This night, the disciples from Yujian Peak were destined to have trouble sleeping.

Countless people secretly lit a small candle, took out a newspaper, turned to the novel section, and began to read intently once more.

While reading by lamplight at night, making some subtle movements, they were also unknown to others.

In a courtyard, Chu Yunfei had just finished bathing, dressed in a thin undergarment as sheer as cicada wings, revealing her fair, jade-like skin, brought back the moist air to her room.

She lit a candle, then pulled out a newspaper from under the table, and huddled into the bedding, reading by the candlelight.

She had read the serialized book in the newspaper for the second time today, but she couldn’t help wanting to read it a third time.

As a rich second generation, Chu Yunfei obviously wasn’t ignorant of such things. Although she maintained her purity for cultivation, she had collected quite a number of lewd novels and erotic drawings, and could discuss them proficiently.

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She thought she had become immune to such things, and could look at them with a normal heart, but after reading it today, her worldview was drastically reshaped.

So novels can be written like this!!

Chu Yunfei found the book to be astonishingly brilliant, for her, it was definitely a novel that shocked her profoundly, making all her previous collections of novels and drawings seem like trash.

She had never seen a novel like this that could strike directly at one’s heart, poking fiercely at the softest places inside her, a truly exceptional masterpiece.

I, Chu Yunfei, would call this text the strongest in the world of erotic literature.

She had hastily read it twice during the day and also felt uneasy with others around.

Tonight, Chu Yunfei planned to read it from start to finish ten more times, memorizing every single word.

Just as she began reading, suddenly someone knocked at the room door.

Chu Yunfei knew without guessing who it was, she directly called out, “The door isn’t locked, come in.”

The room door was immediately pushed open, and Li Yunlong, wearing only light clothes, entered with a newspaper in her hand.

After entering, she promptly locked the door behind her and rushed to the bed in a few steps, diving into the bedding with Chu Yunfei.

Li Yunlong was still damp from her bath, showing an expression of helplessness, Chu Yunfei said: “Sister Yunlong, aren’t you going back to your room to sleep?”

Li Yunlong lay on Chu Yunfei’s back, resting her chin on her shoulder, and chuckled: “Old Chu, sister Yunfei, heh, I really can’t sleep, read it to me again, you know, I get sleepy listening to others read, maybe I’ll fall asleep in no time.”

Chu Yunfei didn’t believe that Li Yunlong had come only for that reason; surely she was just like herself, rendered restless by the book and wanting to hear it a few more times.

She felt embarrassed to send her sister away, so she just picked up the newspaper and started to read from the beginning.

As she read, the temperature between the sisters began to rise, making the bedding as hot as a furnace.

Chu Yunfei continued reading, but suddenly her expression stiffened and she said to Li Yunlong: “Sister, stop fooling around.”

Her delicate voice sounded less like dissatisfaction and more like coquetry.

Li Yunlong chuckled, “Keep reading, don’t stop.”

While speaking, she took a deep breath and blew hard at the table in the center of the room, extinguishing the candle on it.

The room immediately plunged into darkness, with only the intermittent sound of Chu Yunfei reading the novel.

This night, many disciples from Yujian Peak were destined to have trouble sleeping.

The next day, in front of Chaoyang Palace during morning practice, half as many disciples showed up as usual, and those who did appeared listless.

At the cafeteria providing three meals a day, it was said that the head chef lost his temper in the morning because the kitchen was robbed last night, and all the fruits and vegetables like cucumbers and eggplants prepared for breakfast were stolen.

By the next day, the popularity of the Wangyue Daily did not decrease but increased even more.

The disciples either discussed it secretly or exchanged complicit glances, showing a cheeky grin.

Everything was conveyed without words.

Disciples from the other two sect branches visited daily, and Wangyue Daily unsurprisingly circulated among the other two branches, similarly sparking widespread discussion and enthusiasm.

No matter if it is sensational news, fun joke compilations, or novel novelties,

all greatly interested the disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect.

Their life in the mountains, although carefree and comfortable, was dull and monotonous, like stagnant water.

Yet Fang Zhou’s Wangyue Daily was like throwing a stone into this calm stagnant water, stirring ripples one after another.

After the fall of the three veins, Wangyue Daily finally spread to Heavenly Sword Peak within a single day.

As a Law Enforcement Elder and a cultivator of the Innate Realm, Yan Gulan also had her own small dojo in Heavenly Sword Peak.

Though far from comparing to the three true sages, it was still a place sizable and filled with abundant Spiritual Energy.

Yan Gulan was cultivating in the dojo when suddenly, a maiden under her served reported that a subordinate from the Law Enforcement Department requested an audience.

Yan Gulan allowed the maiden to let the visitor in. The one who walked in was none other than Wang Xiuzhu.

Wang Xiuzhu was extremely respectful, not daring to look around carelessly, and upon seeing Yan Gulan, he immediately knelt and kowtowed: “Xiuzhu pays his respects to the Elder, may the Elder be well.”

If other disciples of Heavenly Sword Sect saw this, they would be utterly astounded.

Although Heavenly Sword Sect maintained a strict hierarchy, after all, belonging to the same sect and lineage, ordinary disciples didn’t even need to kowtow when meeting elders, let alone when meeting the Sect Master.

But Wang Xiuzhu was different. Having climbed up to the position of a Deacon as a man, it wasn’t through realm strength, but rather by clinging to the coattails of Yan Gulan.

Among the hundreds of Deacons in Heavenly Sword Sect, only a handful were men, which shows how difficult it is for men to rise to leadership positions.

Hence, Wang Xiuzhu’s extreme submissiveness and obsequiousness to Yan Gulan, kowtowing without any ambiguity.

Of course, if Wang Xiuzhu possessed the kind of talent and strength shown by Fang Zhou (mistakenly), not only the Deacon position would be within reach, becoming a Sect Master in the future wouldn’t be a problem either.

Unfortunately, he had many such dreams, yet the realization of those remained unseen.

“Get up.”

Yan Gulan still kept her eyes shut: “You should be recuperating; what business brings you to see me?”

Wang Xiuzhu then clambered up from the ground and upon hearing Yan Gulan mention recuperation, his eyes suddenly filled with resentment.

After leaving Moon Viewing Peak, he finally realized that it wasn’t his junior brother, Li Yinghao, who had harmed him, but rather a young miscreant from Moon Viewing Peak behind the scenes.

Although supported by Yan Gulan, Wang Xiuzhu’s position as a Deacon was still very stable. However, the tale of his rear being stabbed twice had already spread throughout the entire Law Enforcement Department.

Now, whenever his colleagues see him, they would inquire about his injuries, making him wish he could burrow into a hole. Although these people didn’t mock him to his face, they definitely must be secretly gossiping behind his back.

The more he felt humiliated, the more Wang Xiuzhu hated Fang Zhou for causing all of this.

He couldn’t even bother to recuperate properly, as he secretly went to monitor every move of Fang Zhou, trying to find his weakness.

Hearing Yan Gulan’s question, Wang Xiuzhu hurriedly produced a newspaper he had purchased at a high price: “That lad from Moon Viewing Peak was selling this so-called newspaper yesterday at Yujian Peak, filling it with nonsensical and misleading words, I hope the Elder will discern the truth.”

The maiden took the newspaper and handed it to Yan Gulan.

Yan Gulan finally opened her eyes, took the newspaper, and immediately frowned: “Xuanji Sect has had good relations with our Heavenly Sword Sect for generations, and their Sect Master, the Tranquil Hermit, is greatly respected. It’s absurd to claim that he would pursue assassinating an elder due to a minor incident, it’s utterly preposterous.”

She casually tossed the newspaper aside and told Wang Xiuzhu: “Xiuzhu, take good care of your injuries. In a month’s time, the Law Enforcement Department will dismantle Moon Viewing Peak. That lad will also be expelled from Cloud Sea Mountains, and I will avenge you.”

Seeing Yan Gulan taking such a stance, Wang Xiuzhu dared not say much more. Glancing at the newspaper on the ground, and not daring to pick it up, he could only rise and take his leave.

After Wang Xiuzhu left, Yan Gulan picked up the newspaper from the ground again, flipping to the news page, frowning in thought.

Seems like Yu Yang the Hermit is surnamed Gao.

Could she have really stolen the junior husband of the Tranquil Hermit?

In Yan Gulan’s typically undisturbed state of mind, a spark called gossip couldn’t help but flicker.

…

Inside the gourd space, Fang Zhou was unaware of all the troubles caused outside due to the dissemination of the Wangyue Daily.

He was preoccupied with the gourd boys, starting to produce the second issue of the newspaper.