The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 252. I just admire your attitude.

Upon hearing Fang Zhou say that the Heavenly Sword Sect would indeed send help, Qiao Sen was overjoyed and repeatedly thanked him, saying, "Thank you for extending a helping hand during our time of crisis. This great kindness will never be forgotten by the Qiao family."

Fang Zhou raised his hand to stop her, "Spare me the repetitive words. Tell me everything you know in detail. This concerns the future of your Qiao family, so you’d best not conceal anything."

Although Qiao Sen had previously told Feng Qin, she dared not refuse and quickly recounted the story once more.

The Chu Kingdom has been established for over two hundred years, and it has passed down to Qiao Sen’s generation. The Qiao family has not flourished; instead, their numbers have dwindled. Qiao Sen’s mother, Emperor Qiao Zhi, bore three daughters, but two died unexpectedly, leaving only Qiao Sen as the sole heir.

In her early years, Emperor Qiao Zhi was dedicated to governance, but after becoming a widow, she neglected court affairs. In her later years, she married a man from the Di family, and in over a decade, the Di family prospered thanks to Emperor Qiao Zhi’s favor.

The Di family’s younger generation produced a genius named Di Ao, who excelled in both literature and martial arts, gaining Emperor George’s affection, who adopted Di Ao as his righteous daughter.

Relying on her outstanding skills and the support of the Di family, Di Ao relentlessly gathered allies among the court ministers and suppressed dissent, quickly becoming a powerful minister in the Chu Kingdom within a few years.

At the beginning of this year, Emperor Qiao Zhi fell gravely ill and couldn’t be cured with medicine. Seeing she had little time left, Di Ao seized the opportunity to control the government and was now beneath only one person above all others.

Only then did Qiao Sen realize Di Ao had ambitions to usurp the throne. However, every time she tried to warn the ailing Emperor Qiao Zhi, she was reprimanded. The emperor, now muddle-headed, was deceived by Di Ao’s slander.

In her early years, due to her playful nature, Qiao Sen’s relationship with the court ministers was not harmonious. Upon awakening, she realized that she, a dignified princess, was far less powerful than Di Ao.

Moreover, Qiao Sen’s father’s clan had long been suppressed and eliminated by Di Ao’s manipulations, rendering them useless.

Isolated and helpless, Qiao Sen remembered that Emperor Qiao Zhi, in her youth, had close ties with the Heavenly Sword Sect and had repeatedly told her to seek help there if she ever faced difficulty.

Today, Qiao Sen came to the Heavenly Sword Sect to seek help, having reached a dead end. If the sect didn’t help, she would soon be eliminated by Di Ao, with the Qiao family’s two hundred years of rule falling into Di Ao’s hands.

After hearing Qiao Sen’s accusations against Di Ao, Fang Zhou was unmoved, his emotions not even twitching.

He only believed about eighty percent of Qiao Sen’s words, needing to verify the remaining twenty percent in the capital of the Chu Kingdom.

Of course, not fully trusting did not mean Fang Zhou would slack in his actions—just that he’d keep an eye out.

He took out paper and pen, handed them to Qiao Sen, "Your Highness Qiao Sen, I feel deep sympathy for your plight. Now, please list the civil and military officials by category: enemy, ally, neutral—along with Di Ao’s position, power level, the range of influence of the Di family, and roughly how many days your mother has left. Please write them all down."

Qiao Sen, somewhat bewildered, took the paper and pen. It seemed she heard an offensive word, but Fang Zhou’s face was stern, and she dared not question it.

"You can write slowly; we have a few days to prepare, no rush."

Fang Zhou stated sternly, "Also, my identity is strictly confidential. You absolutely must not tell anyone other than yourself. If you reveal it without consent, our reinforcement action will be canceled immediately. Do you understand?"

Qiao Sen quickly promised, "Rest assured, Mr. Ling, I can swear I absolutely won’t disclose your identity even a bit."

Fang Zhou nodded, "Very good. I appreciate your attitude of not leaving yourself a retreat. Swear an oath."

Qiao Sen: "..."

Qiao Sen was shocked. She was just expressing herself, but Fang Zhou unexpectedly demanded her to swear an oath.

"If you won’t even swear, do you want us to risk danger and travel thousands of miles to the capital to help you?"

Fang Zhou picked up the tea on the table, "In Yunshan City, some idle people will do anything for a couple of silver coins. You could try your luck there. I wish you good luck."

Qiao Sen understood the implicit signal to leave as she saw the change in Fang Zhou’s expression. She quickly exclaimed, "Wait! Mr. Ling, I’m willing to swear, even a Heart Demon Oath if necessary."

The Heavenly Sword Sect was her last straw—if they rejected her, then she could only go back and wait for her death.

Seeing Qiao Sen’s panic, an evil thought suddenly arose in Fang Zhou’s mind—he could use this as leverage to demand the pretty princess to pose in many ways.

Oh well, it was just a thought. Fang Zhou, being honest, straightforward, and kind-hearted, wouldn’t commit such a despicable act.

However, recently, it seems those evil thoughts have been appearing more frequently.

Under Fang Zhou’s urging, Qiao Sen had no choice but to swear a Heart Demon Oath not to reveal Fang Zhou’s identity without permission.

Only after hearing the oath did Fang Zhou stand up and take his leave with Qiao Sen.

Qiao Sen looked at Fang Zhou, willingly acknowledging he was the most outstanding man she had ever seen, far beyond the average, mediocre souls.

Only in a godly place like the Heavenly Sword Sect could such a man be nurtured.

To avoid letting Fang Zhou look down on her, Qiao Sen buried herself in thought, writing down everything she knew on the paper.

...

Fang Zhou left Heavenly Sword Peak, returned to Moon Viewing Peak, and immediately informed Ling Xiaoyue of the matter.

Ling Xiaoyue’s face twisted with jealousy upon hearing that True Master Yu Jian offered a spot in Refining Immortal City to make a deal with Fang Zhou.

That place was truly a Taobao City—if one got lucky, they could find treasures worth a fortune, with countless stories of instant wealth.

Ling Xiaoyue had tried several times to secure a spot but failed. Yet this young disciple managed to obtain one easily.

She was so enraged that she almost rushed to Yujian Peak to argue with True Master Yu Jian: "You old hag, are you blind, ignoring such an amazing master and choosing a rookie?"

Fang Zhou managed with difficulty to restrain the jealousy-driven and irrational Ling Xiaoyue.

The Heavenly Sword Sect sought him because they couldn’t send Innate Realm experts to support the Qiao family. Had it not been for the Righteous Alliance’s prohibition, the sect would have plenty of Innate experts, not requiring Ling Xiaoyue’s involvement.

Ling Xiaoyue understood this, turned to Fang Zhou with a rather annoying smile, "Disciple, ah..."

Fang Zhou immediately kicked her away, "Get lost! Don’t even think about it!"

Ling Xiaoyue dodged Fang Zhou’s kick and hugged him, "Don’t worry. As such a principled individual, how could I take away my disciple’s possessions?"

Fang Zhou looked at her disdainfully, "Then what are you planning to do?"

Ling Xiaoyue’s gaze fell on an item Fang Zhou possessed, smiling mischievously, "When the time comes, use your little treasure to take me in with you."

Oh, Fang Zhou himself hadn’t considered that before. Ling Xiaoyue cleverly devised plans to get inside.

"We’ll see when the time comes."

Fang Zhou had no intention of letting Ling Xiaoyue have her way so easily, so he just said that to put her off for now.