The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 109 - . Vajra Little Gourd
Chapter 109: 109. Vajra Little Gourd
Fang Zhou’s consciousness entered the gourd this time, and he didn’t bring the Sword Box with him.
He could only pounce towards the seven gourd children, summoning Hu Lai’s left hand in the process and scooping up a huge stone from the garbage mountain to smash at the seven gourd children.
The seven gourd children had already collided with each other, emitting a dazzling white light in an instant.
Fang Zhou swung the stone down, and before it could hit, it was propped up by a hand still with baby fat.
As the white light faded, the seven gourd children had disappeared, replaced by a little girl.
With a light pinch of her hand, the enormous stone was immediately crushed into powder by a terrifying force.
Fang Zhou hurriedly backed away, finally getting a clear look at the little girl.
She was about five or six years old, wearing white clothes, with cute big eyes, a small nose, and mouth, her fair cheeks still retaining a bit of baby fat, even cuter than Little Seven.
Is this the Vajra Little Gourd?
As Fang Zhou was taking her in, the eighth child’s eyes widened in curiosity, surveying the surroundings, “Wow, what is this place?”
Eh, has she never been here before? And she seems… pretty easy to deceive—very approachable.
Just as Fang Zhou thought about subduing her without a fight, the little girl finally noticed Fang Zhou: “Are you the bad guy my sisters talked about?”
Fang Zhou’s expression became solemn, and he said earnestly, “No, I’ve already driven the bad guy away, let your sisters come out.”
“Is that so?”
The little girl tilted her head, “But you look just like the bad guy my sisters described?”
Fang Zhou said with a heavy heart, “That’s right, the bad guy was impersonating me to do evil, which is why I had to drive him away.”
The little girl obviously couldn’t understand such complicated matters, her face filled with confusion, she couldn’t help scratching her head, “Then wait for me, I’ll ask my sisters.”
After speaking, she froze in place.
Fang Zhou, however, was startled. What the heck, turning into the Vajra Little Gourd still allowed communication with the other gourd children?
Fang Zhou had not guessed wrong. After the seven gourd children transformed into the Vajra Little Gourd, the consciousness of eight sisters shared the same Divine Soul Realm, but the body was controlled by the eighth child.
In the Divine Soul Realm, the seven gourd children gathered together, and the eighth child appeared out of nowhere.
“Big sisters, I missed you all so much!”
The eighth child exclaimed with arms wide open, rushing towards the gourd children with her little short legs.
The second to seventh children instantly dodged to the side, only the eldest child stood her ground, bravely smiling and opening her arms.
The eighth child plunged into the eldest’s embrace, knocking her backward in flight, soaring for hundreds of meters before crashing down hard to the ground.
Even without physical forms in the Divine Soul Realm, the eldest child nearly had her consciousness shattered by the eighth child’s bump, her eyes slightly rolling back in a daze.
The eighth child gleefully shook the eldest child’s shoulders non-stop: “Did you come to play with me? Did you, did you, did you?”
The eldest child, shaken like she was convulsing, couldn’t even speak.
The other six gourd children cautiously approached.
“Eighth sis, stop shaking her, you’re about to shake our big sister to pieces.”
“Okay.”
The eighth child stood up, cheerfully looking at her sisters: “Then let’s play.”
The gourd children fell silent instantly. The eighth child’s smile gradually faded.
“Play, we will play with you.”
The eldest struggled to her feet, giving her sisters a knowing look—they had to appease the youngest, or else if she threw in the towel, their union would be pointless.
The youngest cheered up and extended a fist to the eldest: “Big sis, let’s have a strength contest.”
The eldest broke into a cold sweat, clenched her teeth, and offered her fist. For her sisters’ safety, enduring a little pain was nothing.
Competing in strength with the youngest was simple—the sisters would just punch each other’s fists.
The eldest and the youngest both gathered their strength, then punched out at the same time, resulting in a muffled thud. The air rippled out in waves, and everyone’s clothes fluttered violently.
The eldest was sent flying, turning into a small black dot in the distance.
The remaining six sisters all swallowed hard.
The youngest then turned her innocent gaze to the second eldest, gleefully saying: “Second sis, it’s your turn now.”
The second sister’s face stiffened. The youngest would use her Sharp-Hearing Ear and thousand-mile eyes to play hide-and-seek with her, betting on who would find the other first. The loser had to act as the winner’s dog mount.
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The second sister looked at the third with pleading eyes, knowing that if she lost, it would be her own turn next.
The third sister coughed and forced a smile on her usually indifferent face: “Little Eight, there’s a bad guy outside bullying your sisters, can you help us catch him?”
Little Eight nodded: “Sure, but after I catch him, you all have to keep playing with me.”
The sisters nodded vigorously, and the third quickly described Fang Zhou’s appearance to Little Eight.
Once Little Eight disappeared, the sisters sighed in relief, finding the confrontation with her even more nerve-wracking than facing an enemy.
But before they could relax, the vanished Little Eight reappeared: “Big sis, that guy outside said he’s not a bad person.”
After Little Eight repeated her conversation with Fang Zhou, the third sister’s cheeks puffed up with anger.
“He’s a big liar, all of us sisters have been deceived by him. When you go out, just attack him directly, no need for words.”
“Okay, I got it.”
Little Eight exited the Divine Soul Realm and returned to reality.
In Fang Zhou’s eyes, she had merely paused for a moment before becoming alert and pouncing toward him without further words.
Fang Zhou was startled, trying to control Little Eight’s body but found he couldn’t.
He could control the seven sisters he had absorbed, but not this Little Eight.
Little Eight was incredibly fast, much faster than her sisters. She became a white blur, and Fang Zhou could hardly dodge with his barely twenty points of speed.
Little Eight dived straight into the garbage mountain next to them, collapsing it with a loud crash.
The next moment, a giant figure over thirty meters tall rose from the garbage mountain.
After growing to such a tremendous size, Little Eight now towered over the garbage mountain.
Fang Zhou was stunned, wondering how on earth he was supposed to fight this.
At that moment, to Little Eight, Fang Zhou was smaller than a mouse. She lifted her foot, stomping down towards him.
Fang Zhou frantically ran away, Little Eight’s baby-fat-filled tiny feet more terrifying than anything else.
He felt like a regular person in a monster movie being chased by a monster, without Ultraman or Godzilla coming to his rescue.
As Little Eight stomped down, the garbage mountain crumbled with the impact, revealing a churning sea beneath.
Unable to catch Fang Zhou after several stomps, Little Eight took a deep breath, her mouth and belly bulging as two thick plumes of smoke erupted from her nostrils.
Fang Zhou’s scalp tingled with fear—it looked like she was about to breathe fire. He had to stop her; otherwise, with Little Eight’s current size, once she breathed fire, the whole garbage mountain might turn into Flame Mountain.
