The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 125 - . Enjoy the treatment without the enjoyment of Cheng Ge (modified)

Chapter 125: 125. Enjoy the treatment without the enjoyment of Cheng Ge (modified)

After Xuan Ling left, Fang Zhou turned to Yu Qing and asked, “Did you steal something from your junior sister?”

Yu Qing fixed her eyes on Fang Zhou, her gaze fairly complicated.

She sighed and said, “Junior sister misunderstood, it really wasn’t like that.”

Fang Zhou frowned, “Then what does it really mean?”

Please, don’t drag me into issues between you sisters, I’m just an innocent bystander.

Yu Qing didn’t answer Fang Zhou’s question and continued to look at him complicatedly.

Yu Qing wasn’t sure if Fang Zhou was genuinely confused or just pretending to be, but from his recent behavior, he definitely wasn’t a confused person, and most likely he was playing dumb.

Unmasking him seemed pointless then.

Thinking this, Yu Qing sighed again: “This is truly an unwarranted disaster.”

Fang Zhou gradually figured it out, understanding what Xuan Ling meant, and then he gasped in shock.

Gosh, this woman is toxic. I’ve only met her once in Yunshan City, and she’s already claiming ownership?

This reminded Fang Zhou of the jade pendant Xuan Ling gave him.

His initial thought was not to accept things from strangers, and since he wasn’t planning to join the Heavenly Sword Sect, he didn’t need the jade pendant as a backdoor tool.

Now it seemed, Xuan Ling took that jade pendant very seriously.

Is it like giving a dog tag? Once this dog wears my dog tag, it’s my dog?

Damn, I’m a single dog, not a stray dog.

Still uncertain, Fang Zhou, hoping against hope, sought final confirmation from Yu Qing: “The person your junior sister is talking about, it’s not me, right?”

Yu Qing gave a wry smile and shook her head: “You took junior sister’s jade pendant, who else would it be but you?”

Fang Zhou’s last hope was shattered, it really was him.

He felt a bit embarrassed: “I lost the jade pendant.”

Yu Qing looked at him in total shock, and after a while she said in surprise: “Well… you’d better watch out for yourself.”

Then she added: “If there’s danger, remember to run to Yujian Peak.”

Fang Zhou was also shocked, what do you mean by ‘still there’s danger’?

Although he isn’t afraid of Xuan Ling, who is only at the Foundation Establishment Realm and isn’t a newcomer to fighting, this is still her territory. Open attacks are easy to dodge, but sneaky tricks are hard to guard against.

What if she calls for backup?

Fang Zhou swallowed nervously: “Why would there be danger?”

Yu Qing hesitated, unsure how to explain, then sighed again: “My junior sister… her personality is a bit obsessive. If love turns into hatred, it might be possible… you should be mentally prepared.”

Fang Zhou instantly understood, damn, this is classic yandere—destroy if can’t possess.

Wouldn’t it just be if I had actually played along, but the key is, I haven’t even played yet.

This is simply not enjoying Cheng Ge’s perks but having to deal with Cheng Ge-like problems—experiencing retirement life prematurely.

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After this unexpected event, Fang Zhou and Yu Qing lost interest in further conversation, and the two walked silently to the paper and ink workshop at Heavenly Sword Peak.

The owner of the workshop was a plump beautiful woman named Wei Yuanling.

Yu Qing introduced them, and Wei Yuanling looked Fang Zhou up and down with a smile that made his scalp tingle.

Could this be anotherfemale predator?

After the introductions, Wei Yuanling took him around the workshop.

Besides producing writing materials, the workshop also handled printing. Elders wanting to publish books or write memoirs would have them printed here.

Fang Zhou noticed that the workshop used block printing. It seemed that either movable type printing hadn’t been invented yet, or it wasn’t widespread.

After the tour, Fang Zhou mentioned his requirements for buying paper and ink.

Wei Yuanling answered with a smile: “The workshop has ample stock of materials, any quantity you want, selling to you would be no problem Taoist Fang, but I have a small favor to ask.”

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Fang Zhou became wary, “What kind of favor?”

While Fang Zhou was internally debating, Wei Yuanling said with a smile: “I would kindly ask Taoist Fang to leave us with one of your portraits.”

What, just that?

Fang Zhou was a bit let down, you proposed something so innocent, if it had been an over the line request, I would have outright refused, but what’s the meaning behind wanting a portrait?

Could she be one of those cutout lovers, planning to take it home for her fantasies?

Yu Qing then explained, Wei Yuanling naturally loved art and had painted portraits of many big names of the Heavenly Sword Sect, including the three True Disciples.

As for why she wanted Fang Zhou’s portrait, clearly because he is handsome.

Fang Zhou was very hesitant as he generally wouldn’t even give out his name to strangers, much less leave behind his portrait.

The Cultivation World is so dangerous, who knows if someone might use his portrait to place curses.

After pondering for a while, Fang Zhou politely declined the request.

Wei Yuanling was a bit disappointed, but not upset, and since she wanted to maintain good business, especially considering Yu Qing’s face, she gave Fang Zhou a discount.

Fang Zhou decided not to trickle out payments, but made a full upfront payment, buying up a large stock of paper and ink from the workshop.

He did this worrying that Heavenly Sword Sect might restrict the raw materials once they figured out his actions, so it was better to stock up enough for future use.

Wei Yuanling, although curious why Fang Zhou wanted to buy so much, was happy to clear out her inventory.

Both parties were very satisfied with the deal, and Wei Yuanling immediately arranged for her men to deliver the purchased materials to Moon Viewing Peak, even waiving the shipping costs.

“If all goes well, I would like to continue doing business with Boss Wei, please take care of us in the future.”

Happy with his purchases, Fang Zhou instinctively extended his hand to Wei Yuanling.

Realizing midway that it was inappropriate, he attempted to withdraw it.

But when Wei Yuanling saw Fang Zhou’s outstretched hand, she was briefly taken aback but quickly reacted and shook his hand.

“Fang Taoist, you’re too polite, just call me Yuanling; the doors of the workshop are always open for you,” Wei Yuanling said smiling.

As they released hands, she quietly hooked Fang Zhou’s palm with her thumb, winking at him while Yu Qing wasn’t looking.

Fang Zhou was startled, keeping his face expressionless.

This woman looked prim on the surface, but definitely acted like a prankster in private.

If he ever resolved his internal energies, perhaps he could join her for some deep, illuminating talks at night.

Honestly, as long as these beautiful women weren’t haughty or forceful, Fang Zhou was quite willing to ‘interact’ with them, in many senses of the word.