The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 118 - . Is this the atmosphere of the Heavenly Sword Sect?
Chapter 118: 118. Is this the atmosphere of the Heavenly Sword Sect?
“Ah—”
When Li Yinghao subconsciously reinserted the Spirit Sword, Wang Xiuzhu let out a bone-chilling scream.
He jumped up from the stab, not caring to pull out the Spirit Sword, and turned around to grab Li Yinghao by the collar, roaring, “Are you trying to rebel and kill me in front of everyone?!!”
Li Yinghao, his face sprayed with saliva, didn’t dare to wipe it away and hastily defended, “Senior Brother Wang, I really didn’t do it on purpose, the Spirit Sword moved on its own…”
“Shut up!”
Wang Xiuzhu interrupted him sharply, his face contorted, “Do you think I’m a fool, Li Yinghao? I always knew you were jealous of my better talent and higher realm, even jealous of my position as a Deacon, so you took this chance to kill me and usurp my position, right?”
Li Yinghao was so aggrieved he almost cried: “I didn’t, I didn’t, Senior Brother Wang, you’re misunderstanding me, think about it, I have always been obedient and loyal to you.”
Wang Xiuzhu hesitated slightly; indeed, in normal times, Li Yinghao treated him with respect and flattery almost like a cringing dog.
Fang Zhou whispered from behind: “Loyalty wouldn’t have you stabbing him twice in the butt.”
Hearing the word ‘butt,’ Wang Xiuzhu immediately remembered that Li Yinghao’s Spirit Sword was still stuck in his own buttocks.
His face twisted again.
“You despicable wretch, still daring to argue, I will clean the sect of your presence today.”
Wang Xiuzhu raised his own Spirit Sword, about to strike down at Li Yinghao, who was scared stiff, forgetting even to dodge.
The other Heavenly Sword Sect disciples couldn’t just watch a fellow disciple being harmed, and they hurriedly intervened to calm and extricate the situation.
“Get away, I must kill this shameless scoundrel today.”
Wang Xiuzhu was like a madman, the humiliation of being stabbed twice in public not so easily brushed off.
“Senior Brother Wang!”
Suddenly a loud shout, Li Yinghao, finally snapping back to reality, knelt down fiercely toward Wang Xiuzhu, tears streaming down his face.
“Ever since I entered the sect, Senior Brother Wang, you have shown warmth and asked about my well-being, all of which I remember by heart, I have always seen you as a brother, the closest person to me, thinking about you every day, even dreaming about you at night, how could I ever harm you?”
Wang Xiuzhu pushed away the other disciples, walked over, and grabbed Li Yinghao, pulling him up to his face.
“If you wouldn’t harm me, then why did you stab me twice?”
Facing Wang Xiuzhu’s harsh questioning, Li Yinghao raised three fingers, his voice morose: “That was not my intention, I swear to the heavens, if I intentionally hurt you, may the thunder strike me down, never to die a good death.”
Cultivators should not swear lightly, as their oaths could come true.
Seeing Li Yinghao making such a vow, Wang Xiuzhu hesitated, wondering if Li Yinghao really didn’t do it on purpose.
By this time, he also recalled Li Yinghao’s usual flattery and pleasing demeanor, his anger gradually subsided, and his heart softened.
It seemed a misunderstanding between brothers was about to dissipate into nothing, Fang Zhou, who had been watching the drama unfold, couldn’t help wanting to applaud.
Being able to forgive being stabbed twice in public, who could say this wasn’t true love.
It seemed they had always restrained their feelings due to gender and status; let me, Fang. Cupid. Zhou, fulfill your desires.
Wang Xiuzhu and Li Yinghao’s faces were very close, with no small split team birthed at this moment.
But no worries, Fang Zhou had a better plan, he directly threw two Illusion Techniques at Wang Xiuzhu and Li Yinghao.
After using Illusion Technique frequently, Fang Zhou had figured out its limits—it works up to the Foundation Establishment Realm Perfection considering willpower and spiritual power, and it also depends on the species.
Like the gourd children, Fang Zhou’s Illusion Technique has little effect on them, at most making them stunned momentarily.
That Scarred Woman he met at Lanruo Temple didn’t react much to Fang Zhou’s Illusion Technique either, but Li Ruyu, being at the Foundation Establishment Realm Perfection, had no resistance against Fang Zhou’s Illusion Technique.
Wang Xiuzhu’s emotional fluctuations were so intense, his spiritual power and willpower must be mediocre; as soon as Fang Zhou’s Illusion Technique was cast, he immediately fell for it.
Li Yinghao, who was only in the Qi Refinement Realm, agreed without any resistance and plunged deep into the illusion.
The fellow disciples stared blankly at each other, getting closer and closer, and finally passionately biting each other.
The surrounding female disciples suddenly let out a shout of surprise, their eyes wide and mouths agape.
What was going on?
They had been at each other’s throats just a moment ago, how could they suddenly become uncontrollable?
Even if you can’t control yourself, you should at least consider the time and place.
Soon, the two brothers rolled into a ball, and Wang Xiuzhu’s Spirit Sword still stuck in his butt, swaying with their movements.
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The female disciples’ breathing grew heavier and heavier, yet none of them wanted to step forward to stop it; instead, they all widened their eyes, unwilling to miss a single detail.
The only one who shifted his gaze away was Fang Zhou, he had no interest in such an eye-soaring scene, fearing that another glance might give him nightmares.
However, it confirmed once again that this Illusion Technique was indeed designed to stir up lewdness.
…
Above the sea of clouds, Yu Qing rode her Spirit Sword, speeding towards Moon Viewing Peak.
She had just received news that the Law Enforcement Elder had surprisingly issued an order to demolish the thatched cottage on Moon Viewing Peak and drive away the people there.
Under normal circumstances, Yu Qing would not have any standing to intervene in such matters, nor would she have been concerned about Ling Xiaoyue’s capabilities.
But now, it was different; after Ling Xiaoyue left, it was Taoist Fang who remained on Moon Viewing Peak.
Yu Qing was very clear about the Master’s intention for her to get close to Taoist Fang, which certainly wasn’t to undermine his position, but to recruit this exceptional young talent in Sword Control to the Heavenly Sword Sect; leaving him to Ling Xiaoyue would just be a waste.
But now, they hadn’t even started undermining and the wall was already about to be torn down.
Taoist Fang, only in the Qi Refinement Realm, was no match for the group of disciples from the Law Enforcement Department.
Imagining a frail Taoist Fang trembling before a group of ferocious Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, Yu Qing grew increasingly anxious.
If Taoist Fang were to suffer any harm, Yu Qing really wouldn’t know how to explain it to the Master, and even if he wasn’t injured, giving him a bad impression of the Heavenly Sword Sect would not do.
Yu Qing reached Moon Viewing Peak as quickly as possible and immediately saw a group of Heavenly Sword Sect disciples gathered in a huddle.
She thought Fang Zhou was being beaten up, both angry and anxious, she hastily shouted: “Stop…”
Before she could finish shouting “hand”, Yu Qing saw the situation among the crowd and was instantly dumbfounded, almost falling off her Spirit Sword.
Since when did the ethos of our Heavenly Sword Sect start mirroring the Demon Sect?
Under the bright sun and the clear sky, they are actually performing in a group?
Following that, Yu Qing saw Fang Zhou standing not far away.
Fang Zhou, with his hands behind his back, was watching the scenery, and compared to the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect crowded together watching, he was like a breath of fresh air.
Yu Qing already had a great impression of Fang Zhou, and this moment only made her esteem for him skyrocket.
This is truly the behavior of a noble gentleman; the upbringing of our Heavenly Sword Sect disciples has all gone to the dogs.
Fang Zhou also noticed Yu Qing’s arrival, pointed over there, and looked up at her with a smile: “Taoist Yu Qing, is this the ethos of your Heavenly Sword Sect? Loved it.”
Yu Qing thought Fang Zhou was mocking her, and for a moment, her face flushed red, speechless.
She couldn’t help but turn her head towards the group and shouted: “Stop them now, performing such a disgraceful act under the broad daylight, shameful.”
