The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 185. What is free-range parenting?

Feng Qin hadn’t had candy in many years; she didn’t expect that eating it again would bring back the taste of childhood.

Feng Qin sat at one end of the wine jug, holding half a cup of wine, staring at the carefree woman opposite her.

This woman was special; she always made people hate her to the point of grinding their teeth, wishing to kick her to death but still didn’t mind talking to her, as long as it wasn’t about money.

After thinking for a while, Feng Qin said, "Your disciple is outstanding. If you’re not going to teach him, let him join the Heavenly Sword Sect early to avoid wasting that talent."

"Who says I’m not teaching him?"

Ling Xiaoyue immediately sat up with an interested expression: "From your tone, has he done something abhorrent while I was away?"

Feng Qin couldn’t help but want to roll her eyes at her. Fang Zhou was such a good kid; if Feng Qin had the qualifications and strength, she would have wanted to take him as a disciple herself.

How come in Ling Xiaoyue’s words, he sounded so unworthy?

Feng Qin explained everything Fang Zhou had done recently and advised, "Neglecting him like this, you might as well let our Heavenly Sword Sect teach him."

Ling Xiaoyue laughed, "What do you know? This is called free-range education, which can fully explore his personal interests and hobbies. If you give him to the Heavenly Sword Sect, he’ll probably become a freeloader. I’m not going to argue with you."

Finishing, Ling Xiaoyue directly activated the wine jug, speeding away in a whoosh.

Feng Qin quickly jumped off the wine jug to avoid being carried away, spilling wine all over her clothes.

With an angry face, she saw that Ling Xiaoyue had already vanished and could only mutter curses.

Heavenly Sword Peak, Forbidden Area at the Back Mountain.

Yan Gulan, dressed in simple clothes, held a broom, slowly sweeping away the fallen leaves covering the ground.

From a highly respected Law Enforcement Elder to a sanitation worker, this kind of disparity was something only Yan Gulan understood in her heart.

Heavenly Sword Sect was quite generous in this respect; in any other sect, for humiliating the Sect Master in public in such a way, she would probably have lost her powers and been imprisoned for life.

But Yan Gulan was still resentful. She knew it was that brat from Moon Viewing Peak messing around in the dark, and the sect indiscriminately punished her.

Unfortunately, without direct evidence, otherwise, Yan Gulan wouldn’t have accepted the punishment so easily. But she remembered this and would repay it a hundredfold in the future.

"Hey!"

An unforgettable voice suddenly sounded from above.

Yan Gulan was startled and looked up abruptly, seeing Ling Xiaoyue sitting on the floating wine jug.

Yan Gulan expressionless, coldly said, "Are you here to laugh at me?"

Ling Xiaoyue pointed at her, laughing heartily, "What else? Elder Yan, how come you lower yourself to sweep? Don’t say, this outfit suits you. Maybe I’ll try it someday to experience life. Hahaha."

Yan Gulan’s face twisted, gritting her teeth, "Ling, Xiao, Yue!"

If it weren’t for this woman, how would she have fallen to this point?

"What, you seem unhappy?"

Ling Xiaoyue sneered, "While I was away, you bullied my disciple. Your face must be really thick, but I didn’t expect you to be such trash, unable to handle even my disciple? If it were a dog, it could have bitten him running all over."

"Ling Xiaoyue!!"

Yan Gulan’s face turned bright red with anger, she roared, only to see Ling Xiaoyue raise her palm, striking down towards her.

Yan Gulan was shocked, quickly mustering all her Innate True Qi, supporting upward with both palms.

Ling Xiaoyue’s palm descended like Mount Tai, compressing space to the extreme, creating an overwhelming force. The surrounding trees, stones, and weeds all bent and cracked under this pressure.

Yan Gulan gathered all her True Qi in her palms, supporting against the tremendous thunderous force.

With a loud boom, the entire ground trembled violently, creating a massive palm imprint over ten meters in diameter centered on Yan Gulan.

Yan Gulan was pressed into the soil, unable to move.

Innate Realm was so vulnerable.

Ling Xiaoyue dusted off her hands, grinning, "You better stay here forever; otherwise, I’ll beat you every time you step out."

With that, she controlled the wine jug and flew towards the distant cloud sea.

The entire back mountain was deserted, and no one knew that Yan Gulan was pressed into the soil by a palm strike.

Yan Gulan tried several times to get up but failed. She recalled that scene on Moon Viewing Peak, where she had similarly slapped Fang Zhou from above.

But the outcome was entirely different. Fang Zhou withstood it, while Yan Gulan was pressed into the soil.

Thinking of this, Yan Gulan, full of grief and indignation, couldn’t hold back her injuries, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

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After teaching Yan Gulan a lesson, Ling Xiaoyue hurriedly flew to Moon Viewing Peak.

She didn’t expect that in her two months’ absence, Fang Zhou had done so many things, especially that newspaper, which was obviously profitable, but that brat just gave it away to the Heavenly Sword Sect, utterly wasteful.

Why didn’t you give it to your master, such an unfilial child?

With the feeling of losing a few million taels, Ling Xiaoyue flew back to Moon Viewing Peak as quickly as possible, and found the scenery had changed.

Her three shabby huts had been torn down, and a courtyard was being built in their place. Though it wasn’t complete, it was clear the area was quite large, easily accommodating hundreds of people.

Many craftsmen were busy at the construction site. Ling Xiaoyue didn’t see Fang Zhou and searched around, finally finding him by the waterfall.

Fang Zhou was playing hide and seek with Cheng Xing, blindfolded with a cloth and drawing a large circle on the ground. Cheng Xing could only hide within the circle, and if caught, it would be her turn.

They had been playing for quite a while, and it was Fang Zhou’s turn to catch. He was very excited, touching Cheng Xing all over whenever he caught her, enjoying it to the fullest.

This life was comparable to that of a spoiled second-generation rich kid, making one easily addicted.

As Cheng Xing was dodging, she suddenly saw Ling Xiaoyue flying over on the wine jug and instantly froze in fear.

She still remembered the scene of Ling Xiaoyue battling her grandfather, knowing this was a person who could kill her with a finger.

Ling Xiaoyue also recognized Cheng Xing, one of the seven Gourd Demons.

Fang Zhou and Cheng Xing’s intimate behavior was evident, but Ling Xiaoyue could see they were both inexperienced in such matters.

"Hmm?!"

Ling Xiaoyue suddenly widened her eyes in surprise; this kid had established his Foundation?

During her absence, this kid had actually established his Foundation on his own, making her trip seem pointless?

Ling Xiaoyue had already highly estimated Fang Zhou’s talent, but he always managed to surprise her.

With a quirky smile, Ling Xiaoyue landed and put away the gourd.

She put a finger to her lips towards Cheng Xing. Cheng Xing immediately covered her own mouth, stepped back two steps, and didn’t dare to make a sound.

Ling Xiaoyue quietly walked up to Fang Zhou.