Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 33 - . The style suddenly went awry.

In Jingnan State's Lingnan Territory, a rumor has perennially circulated, claiming that a Black Jiao lurks within the Lingnan Swamp, and within the dwelling of this Black Jiao—a Jiao Dragon Cave—even more so lies a Secret Treasure.

Han Li's Qingyun Sect unexpectedly came into possession of a treasure map concerning Black Jiao Cave, but somehow the news leaked out, inciting the covetous stares of many fellow Cultivation seekers.

After a fierce scramble, the Qingyun Sect suffered heavy casualties and had no choice but to offer up the treasure map. Together with the Lingnan seekers, they formed a treasure hunting party and set off to the swamp in search of the treasure.

Han Li and the Lingnan Twin Fiends were naturally also in the treasure hunting party. Following the map, they smoothly located the Black Jiao Cave, but upon entering it, to their alarm, they awoke the Black Jiao who was in secluded Cultivation. Almost all members of the hunting party were killed or injured, with only a handful escaping with their lives.

Thanks to her high vigilance and quick escape, Han Li fled before the Black Jiao awoke; the Lingnan Twin Fiends, due to their excessive greed, fell into a trap. Although they eventually escaped successfully, their friends and family all perished within the Black Jiao Cave.

The Lingnan Twin Fiends attributed the death of their relatives to Han Li, convinced that she had acquired the Secret Treasure of the Black Jiao Cave, hence they relentlessly pursued her.

After finishing off the roast chicken, Fang Zhou also learned from Han Li about some of the basic circumstances of the Cultivation World in Jingnan State.

The Cultivation World in Jingnan State can be divided into three strata.

The lowest level comprises the independent cultivators without sect or lineage, the most numerous of all, but mostly they lead insubstantial lives, relying on deception or a modicum of skill to make a living—Master Ji could be counted among the independents.

The middle stratum includes small sects with complete heritage and Cultivation families bound by blood. Both Qingyun Sect and the Lingnan Twin Fiends belong to this category.

The highest stratum consists of the Major Sects towering above all, sects with systematic techniques and traditions, a large number of disciples, and affiliated secular forces, with powerful beings in command.

Xuanji Sect is one such Major Sect, teeming with disciples and home to Golden Core Realm powerhouses, a domineering Cultivation force in Jingnan State.

Han Li spoke of Xuanji Sect with a tinge of envy. With her aptitude, Xuanji Sect was out of her reach. She could only join a minor sect like Qingyun Sect. Now that Qingyun Sect was decimated because of the Black Jiao Cave incident, she had fallen to the status of an independent cultivator without sect or lineage.

However, Fang Zhou was somewhat startled upon hearing this; Xuanji Sect was incredibly formidable. He had thought Li Ruyu was just boasting, but it turned out she was telling the truth.

Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue could be said to have grievously offended Xuanji Sect; should they meet again, swords might cross.

It seems one mustn't reveal their name and origin rashly in the future, lest Xuanji Sect come knocking.

While Han Li found Fang Zhou's ignorance of these commonalities strange, she did not doubt his strength. Anyone capable of terrifying a ferocious demon into speaking human language is no ordinary person.

Within the Cultivation World, it is not unheard of for experts to engage deeply in Cultivation and remain oblivious to worldly affairs.

As the two chatted away, the outside world welcomed the sunrise and the sky was suffused with morning glow.

Ling Xiaoyue, who had slept through the night, finally woke up at this time, stretching languidly, "Mmm~~ I haven't slept this well in a long time... What is this, who stuffed my nose?"

She removed the two strips of cloth stuffed in her nose, then saw Han Li sitting together with Fang Zhou and was taken aback: "Disciple, I didn't watch over you for just one night, and you've been scooped up already, who is this little sow?"

Han Li, who had been curiously observing Ling Xiaoyue, showed an embarrassed expression upon hearing this. How could this woman speak so carelessly?

She also took note of Ling Xiaoyue's way of addressing Fang Zhou.

Disciple?

Fang Zhou, however, glared at Ling Xiaoyue; had it not been for this woman falling asleep, last night wouldn't have been so perilous.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Fang Zhou said discontentedly, "This lady is Han Li, whom we happened to come across last night and who sought shelter."

He recounted the events of last night once again, especially emphasizing how he remained calm in the face of danger and ultimately relied on his astonishing reaction and wit to scare off the Mountain Demon, preventing the tragic fate of Ling Xiaoyue being devoured by a demon in her sleep.

While listening to Fang Zhou's story, Ling Xiaoyue's eyes were fixed on the chicken bones on the ground, discontentedly saying, "That's going too far, eating without even calling for your teacher."

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A vein instantly popped on Fang Zhou's forehead. Aren't you focusing on the wrong thing here?

He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger: "Didn't you say that if we woke you up, you'd be possessed?"

"How could it be so easy to be possessed," Ling Xiaoyue retorted, blaming Fang Zhou's poor reading comprehension. "I was just joking with you. Can't you tell? I've always told you to read more..."

Fang Zhou couldn't hold back his anger anymore and picked up a large stone to throw at her, but she dodged it with a gleeful laugh.

Han Li watched the two of them curiously, listening to the conversation between Fang Zhou and Ling Xiaoyue, and she vaguely guessed something, but her face showed no sign of it.

Ling Xiaoyue looked towards Han Li and said with a laugh, "Oh dear, I apologize, young lady. I was a bit groggy from just waking up. Seeing the two of you sitting so close together, I thought you might have had a fling last night."

Ling Xiaoyue claimed to be embarrassed, but her face showed no sign of embarrassment at all.

She patted Fang Zhou's shoulder: "But it's okay if you did have a fling; my disciple is as virile as a dragon, capable of handling four or five sows like you with no problem."

Fang Zhou drew his sword and swung at her: "Shut up, shameless old woman."

Ling Xiaoyue dodged Fang Zhou's sword: "Hehe, your teacher will always be seventeen."

Han Li quickly tried to explain: "Senior, please don't get the wrong idea. I have neither overstepped with Mr. Fang, nor dare to offend."

Ling Xiaoyue sidled up to Han Li, put her arm around her shoulder, and said with a beaming smile: "Don't be afraid, I know you wouldn't dare, but do you want to? No need to deny it, everyone appreciates beauty, and it's not illegal to fantasize. Even if you imagine my disciple in eighteen positions in your mind, I won't blame you. How about we exchange notes? I often picture him in a hundred and eight positions in my mind, hehehe."

Han Li's face finally turned slightly red, embarrassed not knowing where to put her hands and feet, she could only weakly say: "I didn't."

She was cautious by nature, liked to weigh up situations, and conducted herself with restraint, able to handle all sorts of people.

Yet this was the first time she had encountered someone like Ling Xiaoyue who made her feel at a complete loss.

As for whether Han Li had really imagined Fang Zhou in three hundred and sixty different positions, only a ghost would know.

Fang Zhou really couldn't stand it anymore; what had been a very pure, serious, and solemn atmosphere just moments ago had been completely twisted by this woman as soon as she woke up, heading straight into lewd territory.

Would you die if you didn't "drive the car" (a euphemism for indulging in sexual innuendos)?

Fang Zhou couldn't bear to listen anymore and could only say to Han Li: "Don't listen to her nonsense."

Then he turned and left the Land God Temple to find the sixth generation and 55Kai.

After Fang Zhou left, Ling Xiaoyue glanced at Han Li's chest: "Oh, hiding something good there."

Han Li was startled and instinctively covered the small bottle in her bosom.

Ling Xiaoyue laughed heartily: "Don't be afraid, I'm not interested in your precious trinket."

She walked towards the outside of the Land God Temple, while Han Li stared at her back, her heart all tangled up. She never expected that her biggest secret would be seen through in an instant, and the other party seemed to disdain it.