The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 203: Can you help me apply some medicine?

City Lord Building.

Fang Zhou and Wu family’s mother and daughter sat together, eating steaming chicken noodles.

Wu Lin personally cooked, using two old hens to make a big pot, but she ended up eating most of it herself.

A few pounds of noodles and at least two hens went into her stomach, which showed no signs of bloating despite her six-pack abs.

Fang Zhou was thankful that the Heavenly Sword Sect had a large and wealthy foundation, otherwise, not everyone could afford to keep such a woman.

Wu Lin noticed Fang Zhou’s gaze, looked down at her own stomach, and laughed, "Taoist Fang, it seems you often stare at my stomach. Do you want to touch it? It moves."

Fang Zhou hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

It’s not that he didn’t dare, it’s just not suitable today, but definitely next time. freēwēbnovel.com

While eating the noodles, Fang Zhou finally understood what Wang Xiuzhu’s situation was.

For the past ten days, Wang Xiuzhu always felt paranoid, suspecting that someone was secretly watching him with malicious intent.

When Wang Xiuzhu secretly reported this to Wu Tie, Wu Tie took it very seriously.

After all, the Demon Sect had been active recently, with members infiltrating Iron Sword Mountain, so it was not to be taken lightly.

After an investigation found nothing suspicious, Wu Tie had Wu Lin and others keep an eye on Wang Xiuzhu.

But Wu Lin also found nothing suspicious, and the entire construction site was checked again.

Wang Xiuzhu thought it was just his paranoia and did not mention it again, but within a few days, he fell ill, and his old injury flared up.

Wu Tie sent someone to check on him, finding his buttocks soaked with blood. It was indeed an old injury recurring, but the location was tricky.

The matter of Wang Xiuzhu being backstabbed by Li Yinghao was only known within the Law Enforcement Department and was later forbidden to be discussed by Yan Gulan.

Most people in the Heavenly Sword Sect were unaware, let alone those at the other end of Cloud Sea Mountains in Iron Sword Mountain.

Wu Tie originally wanted to send Wang Xiuzhu back to recuperate, but he refused and only requested for news to be sent back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, hoping Fang Zhou could visit him.

Wu Tie had no choice but to settle Wang Xiuzhu in Sword Casting City and then sent someone to inform Fang Zhou at Heavenly Sword Sect.

After hearing all this, Fang Zhou couldn’t draw any conclusions and decided to meet Wang Xiuzhu first.

After finishing the noodles, he inquired about Wang Xiuzhu’s current location for recuperation and prepared to visit.

Wu Lin initially wanted to accompany Fang Zhou, but he politely declined.

At this time, it was better to avoid making a fuss, and he didn’t want anyone to discover Wang Xiuzhu was impersonating him.

After bidding farewell to the mother and daughter, Fang Zhou stepped on Xuanyuan Sword and flew away from the City Lord Building towards Wang Xiuzhu’s recovery place.

Wang Xiuzhu’s recovery place was within Sword Casting City, and Fang Zhou quickly found the location, arriving above the house.

With his extraordinary senses, he noticed a few hidden sentries around, likely arranged by Wu Tie.

Though Wang Xiuzhu was a fake overseer, he was still a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, so Wu Tie naturally wouldn’t neglect his safety.

Fang Zhou did not disturb the sentries, quietly flying to a window and cutting it open with Xuanyuan Sword before slipping inside.

The room was not spacious, with an oil lamp lit in the center and a bed against the wall.

Fang Zhou immediately saw Wang Xiuzhu lying on the bed.

"Who?!"

Wang Xiuzhu was not asleep, he turned his head abruptly at the sound.

Seeing the familiar face before him, Wang Xiuzhu’s eyes reddened, feeling an urge to cry.

"Taoist Fang, you finally came!"

Fang Zhou had a peculiar expression; he thought he and Wang Xiuzhu were not enemies, but they definitely had some grudges.

How come after not seeing him for ten days, Wang Xiuzhu now looked like he was seeing a family member?

Fang Zhou didn’t realize that sending Wang Xiuzhu to the construction site allowed him to experience unprecedented freedom, comfort, and respect.

Previously in the Law Enforcement Department, although he rose to the rank of Deacon through Yan Gulan, disciples were unconvinced and in front of Yan Gulan, he was cautious and submissive, even kneeling.

This made Wang Xiuzhu feel he lived without dignity despite being in the Foundation Establishment Realm, which could make him a high-ranking member in smaller sects.

But on the construction site, Wang Xiuzhu experienced unprecedented respect, everyone genuinely admired and flattered him, no longer looking down on him or calling him a backdoor climber.

So Wang Xiuzhu was very grateful to Fang Zhou for giving him all this, holding no more resentment towards him.

Fang Zhou walked to the bedside, glanced at Wang Xiuzhu’s buttocks, and asked, "What’s going on?"

Wang Xiuzhu, face filled with anguish, said, "You must believe me, there’s really someone persistently watching me."

He also thought he was being paranoid, but the feeling of being watched relentlessly was truly unshakeable.

These past ten days nearly drove him mad, even with Wu Tie’s people sent to help.

Wang Xiuzhu couldn’t bear it any longer, resorting to this tactic to have Fang Zhou come help him.

Fang Zhou felt puzzled, could it really be the Demon Sect targeting Wang Xiuzhu?

Wang Xiuzhu was now impersonating Fang Zhou, if the Demon Sect targeted him, it meant targeting Fang Zhou.

Could it be because Fang Zhou killed the Demon Sect member who infiltrated Iron Sword Mountain recently?

Now everything was Wang Xiuzhu’s perspective, even Wu Tie thought he might be paranoid.

Fang Zhou couldn’t judge what was true, but being cautious was always best, it wouldn’t matter if false, but what if true?

Fang Zhou glanced at Wang Xiuzhu’s buttocks again and asked, "How did you get injured?"

Normally, staying at the construction site shouldn’t lead to injury, did you really somehow cause your old wound to reopen?

Wang Xiuzhu felt very embarrassed and slowly revealed the truth.

It turned out, to escape the ubiquitous gaze and ensure Fang Zhou would come from the Heavenly Sword Sect, he deliberately held in a fart, causing his old wound to rupture.

Wang Xiuzhu, being at the first layer of Foundation Establishment, hadn’t fully rebuilt his internal organs, and Li Yinghao’s backstab had left him with internal injuries that never fully healed.

So this time, he managed to rupture the old wound and cause bleeding, but it looked worse than it was, just needing some medicine.

Damn, you really did this to yourself?

Fang Zhou curiously asked, "Why go through this? Why didn’t you go back, I didn’t forbid you from leaving?"

Wang Xiuzhu fell silent; he had grown to enjoy being on the construction site and didn’t want to return to the Heavenly Sword Sect, fearing Fang Zhou wouldn’t let him come back.

Fang Zhou thought Wang Xiuzhu had some untold reasons and said, "Take good care of yourself, I will handle the matter."

Wang Xiuzhu gratefully nodded, then hesitantly said, "Taoist Fang, could you help me apply some medicine?"

The atmosphere fell silent.

Fang Zhou looked at the ointment on the table, then at Wang Xiuzhu’s raised buttocks.

He bent down, picked up Wang Xiuzhu’s boot from beside the bed, and smashed it onto Wang Xiuzhu’s shy face.

"Get lost!"