Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 149 - . The master and apprentice both deserve a beating
Chapter 149: 149. The master and apprentice both deserve a beating
Fang Zhou had been to Yujian Peak many times, but each time he only wandered around the outskirts and had never ventured deep inside.
Following Yu Qing to a place higher than Chaoyang Palace, he saw a vast square filled with various construction materials and tools, as if they were building some kind of structure.
Curious, Fang Zhou asked, “What is that?”
Yu Qing explained to Fang Zhou that in half a month, it would be the anniversary of the founding of the Heavenly Sword Sect. They held a celebration each year.
In previous years, the celebrations were casual and low-key, but this year was different. This year’s anniversary coincided with the hundredth year of the Sect Master’s tenure. She’s very concerned about appearances, so she decided to throw a grand celebration.
Of course, the three factions within the sect would go to great lengths to make the celebration splendid; whoever pleased the Sect Master would find it easier to negotiate next year’s budget.
What’s being constructed now is a statue of the Sect Master. She plans to have statues of herself built in all three factions so that future generations can admire her supreme glory.
Fang Zhou didn’t expect such a grand affair. This Sect Master really knew how to toss things around.
He asked Yu Qing, “Has your Heavenly Sword Sect Master achieved any significant feats?”
Yu Qing struggled for a while before finally saying, “The Sect Master has been diligently cultivating on Heavenly Sword Peak, uninterested in worldly affairs, solely dedicated to the Dao, a model for us all.”
These words somewhat missed the point, so Fang Zhou translated them himself: The Sect Master is a layabout who never handles matters and stays secluded in Heavenly Sword Peak, claiming to be engrossed in cultivation, possibly scratching his foot while reading his newspaper now.
Fang Zhou understood: the Sect Master has been reclusive for a century without achieving any notable deeds.
And yet, the Heavenly Sword Sect still fawns over such a Sect Master. They’re basically a bunch of sycophants.
Fang Zhou pointed to the workers busy on the construction site and asked curiously, “Does the Heavenly Sword Sect also have disciples acting as craftsmen?”
Yu Qing shook her head and laughed, “Taoist Fang, you jest. These craftsmen are from Yunshan City, and they handle all the construction affairs within the sect.”
That made sense. Since they came to cultivate, they wouldn’t build houses themselves. Even if the disciples were willing, they wouldn’t be able to, as building houses requires technical skill.
Fang Zhou gazed at the construction site, pondering for a while before finally leaving at Yu Qing’s urging.
Sword Lake is True Master Yu Jian’s domain, located at the deepest part of Yujian Peak, a taboo ground within taboo grounds, accessible without notice only by True Disciples. Unauthorized intruders would be pierced by Invisible Sword Energy.
Upon arriving, Fang Zhou didn’t need to use the Sword Control Technique to feel the countless sharp Sword Intents permeating the air.
He wouldn’t dare use Sword Control Technique to provoke these Sword Intents; this was True Master Yu Jian’s territory. Provoking her on her turf would be a death wish.
The terrain outside Sword Lake formed a strange mountain peak, covered in black and red jagged rocks, resembling an upside-down trumpet.
Fang Zhou glanced at it and thought, this looks like a volcano crater.
However, the entire Yujian Peak stood upright and steep like a sword, vastly different from a volcano.
It was unclear if the terrain changes caused this peculiar sight or if it was man-made. After all, top-tier cultivators possess the ability to transform the landscape; creating a wonder isn’t difficult.
Sword Lake lies inside this volcanic crater, a vast lake formed by an extinct volcano.
Fang Zhou followed Yu Qing along the rugged tunnel to the lake, immediately stunned by the internal scenery.
Though it was daytime outside, inside it felt like night, with a sky full of stars overhead, their light twinkling. Fang Zhou suspected these stars were real, visible through the atmosphere.
The enormous lake was clear and transparent, with countless luminous aquatic plants on the lakebed and numerous fish swimming leisurely.
Looking closely, Fang Zhou realized these fish were actually swords.
Nima, even swords had become sentient!
Could this lake water be a nutrient solution?
After feeling it, Fang Zhou found the water incredibly rich in Spiritual Energy, causing an urge to jump in for a bath.
True Master Yu Jian sat cross-legged at the lake’s center. As Yu Qing brought Fang Zhou over, she slowly opened her eyes and greeted him warmly, “Young friend Fang, we meet again.”
Fang Zhou felt a vast aura enveloping him, gentle and soft, fresh and pleasing, like being in the spring grasslands.
Finally, Fang Zhou understood why Yu Qing had exuded poison upon first meeting at Moon Viewing Peak; it was inherited. However, Yu Qing’s poison paled in comparison to True Master Yu Jian’s.
This master-disciple pair were like walking aphrodisiacs, exuding charm wherever they went, making people want to stick close to them.
Suppressing the comfort from inside out, Fang Zhou saluted True Master Yu Jian, “Good morning, have you eaten?”
True Master Yu Jian and Yu Qing stared at him in shock.
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You’ve come to a forbidden area reserved for True Disciples, meeting one of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s three giants alone. A senior cultivator from the Cultivation World calls you ‘young friend’ and holds you in high regard.
This kind of treatment would make anyone else ecstatic.
But your first words are calmly asking if she’s eaten?
I eat your big head ghost!
Yu Qing awkwardly tugged at Fang Zhou, “Taoist Fang, Master has been fasting for many years.”
Fang Zhou looked at her strangely, “Does fasting mean you can’t eat? Even Ling Xiaoyue fasted, yet she stuffs her mouth each time she sees food.”
True Master Yu Jian also showed an amused smile. Despite cultivating for centuries, no one had ever asked her face-to-face if she’d eaten.
“Yu Qing, you may leave first. I have some words to speak alone with young friend Fang.”
Yu Qing could only bow and leave. She secretly signaled Fang Zhou to be mindful of his words.
Although Master had a gentle disposition and rarely got angry, Fang Zhou was Ling Xiaoyue’s disciple, and Ling Xiaoyue had angered True Master Yu Jian many times.
Besides, after such a long time of interaction, Yu Qing had realized that Fang Zhou appeared harmless but was actually a troublemaker.
Fang Zhou found Yu Qing’s signal difficult to decipher. Was True Master Yu Jian asking Yu Qing to guard outside and force herself on him?
If so, that would be interesting, but it’s unlikely.
Fang Zhou knew that True Master Yu Jian’s reason for summoning him was to discuss the Wangyue Daily.
As expected, after Yu Qing left, True Master Yu Jian said to Fang Zhou, “Your newspaper is well done, very interesting.”
Fang Zhou nodded, “Yes, I think so too, very happy.”
True Master Yu Jian: “…”
You’re a bit hard to converse with.
However, with centuries of experience, True Master Yu Jian wasn’t awkward. She continued, “The sect’s disciples are so engrossed in the newspaper that they’re neglecting their cultivation.”
Fang Zhou nodded, “Yes, they are diligent learners, I’m quite pleased.”
True Master Yu Jian: “…”
Previously it hadn’t been noticed, but this lad’s conversation was as irksome as his master’s.
Truly asking for a beating.
