The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 159. I’ve never heard of such a request.

Zhou Chaosiang truly deserves to be in the Foundation Establishment Realm; her strength is mighty, and her speed is swift.

However, in Fang Zhou’s eyes, she was as slow as a snail.

Before achieving Foundation Establishment, with nearly 30 points in physical attributes, he was already much stronger than most in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Now, after establishing his foundation, his attributes had soared, nearing 40 points on average, excluding the spirit.

With 40 points in attributes, calling him a little superhero was no exaggeration.

As Zhou Chaosiang sluggishly lunged over, Fang Zhou still had time to strike a stylish pose, then he lifted his foot and kicked her in the chest.

That was Fang Zhou’s perspective. From Zhou Chaosiang’s point of view, she couldn’t even see Fang Zhou’s movement clearly; she only felt that his leg seemed to move in an instant, then she received a heavy blow to her chest and was sent flying back, smashing into tables and chairs.

The other overseers in the hall let out a collective gasp. They couldn’t even see what happened; they just saw Zhou Chaosiang getting angry, attacking, and then falling down.

Upon hearing the commotion, dozens of people rushed in from outside. They were all thugs from the Cloud Sea Gang, with even the weakest being in the Qi Refining Realm.

Covering her chest, Zhou Chaosiang climbed up, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She pointed at Fang Zhou and angrily shouted, "Kill him for me!"

The thugs immediately roared and charged at Fang Zhou. The overseers who were watching quickly hid to one side, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Fang Zhou didn’t move at all. He had now successfully escaped the mire of the Qi Refining Realm; how could he engage in a melee with ordinary thugs? That would be beneath him.

He performed the Sword Control Technique, and the Xuanyuan Sword flew out of the Sword Box, turning into an indistinguishable stream of light as it shot towards the thugs.

After Foundation Establishment, Fang Zhou found the Sword Control Technique even more effortless, now able to perform many high-difficulty moves.

Last night, he had specifically researched a new swordsmanship technique, and now was the time to experiment with it.

The Xuanyuan Sword swiftly flew through the ranks of the thugs, and in a blink of an eye, returned.

Accompanied by a series of tearing sounds, the clothes of the advancing thugs suddenly exploded, leaving them stark naked.

The thugs cried out in surprise, covering their privates. Although they were all women and it was not particularly shameful to be seen, fighting naked in public was another matter.

Fang Zhou looked satisfied at his handiwork. This move was inspired by an ecchi anime he had seen in his previous life. Though it inflicted no physical damage, it dealt a severe blow to the opponent’s spirit.

Fang Zhou was willing to call this move "Cloth Exploring Sword Technique," his second self-created move, with his first being "Husband’s Current Offense."

Everyone else in the hall was dumbstruck; they had never seen such a spectacle in their lives.

Zhou Chaosiang had intended to use the thugs to stall Fang Zhou, giving herself a chance to escape. She hadn’t expected them to be so useless. Who cares about not having clothes? Charge at him!

Unfortunately, the thugs weren’t stupid. If he could strip them in an instant, killing them would be even easier.

Seeing this, Zhou Chaosiang could only turn and flee. She had barely taken a few steps when a stream of light flew over, stopping at her neck.

The cold blade of the Xuanyuan Sword made Zhou Chaosiang too scared to move, cold sweat forming on her forehead.

She regretted it deeply, thinking that if she had known this rogue cultivator was so powerful, she wouldn’t have acted impulsively.

"What is it that you want?"

Zhou Chaosiang asked Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou slowly walked up to her and curiously asked, "Are you a goldfish? Do you have a three-second memory? Didn’t I say earlier that I wanted to find an artisan to build a house, but you refused and even tried to attack me? So I had no choice but to defend myself. Don’t you think you deserve a beating?"

Zhou Chaosiang felt wronged. She thought Fang Zhou was Wei Dajin’s accomplice, so naturally, she had to take him down first.

If you had stated your identity clearly from the start, why would I have provoked you?

This was simply an undeserved disaster.

Zhou Chaosiang slowly cupped her hands towards Fang Zhou and said, "I was rash. I am willing to apologize to you."

Fang Zhou grabbed the Xuanyuan Sword and slapped her face with the blade: "You attacked without provocation, and now that you can’t win, you beg for mercy. How shameless can you be?"

Zhou Chaosiang’s face turned red from the slaps, and veins bulged on her forehead. She clenched her fists tightly, anger rising in her chest.

In all her years in Yunshan City, she had been like a local tyrant and had never been humiliated like this in public. She almost lost her reason and wanted to fight Fang Zhou to the death.

The other overseers were also stunned, watching as Zhou Chaosiang’s invincible image shattered and her intimidation diminished bit by bit.

Wei Dajin, enduring the pain, pointed at Zhou Chaosiang and laughed heartily, "Zhou, you have a day like this too? Hahaha!"

Fang Zhou: "Shut up!"

Wei Dajin: "Oh!"

He obediently hid to one side.

Zhou Chaosiang also calmed down, suppressing her humiliation. She was very angry but even more afraid of dying, especially since she hadn’t fully enjoyed her wealth and privileges yet.

She knew her own strength well. Her Foundation Establishment Realm status was bought with enormous amounts of money, filled with hollow potential, and much weaker than the average Foundation Establishment cultivator.

And this mysterious rogue cultivator in front of her was too powerful to contend with; she could only resort to wit.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Chaosiang said in a tone that showed disdain for death, "If you’re bent on humiliating me, it’d be kinder to kill me with one strike."

Dealing with people in the Cultivation World required the demeanor of a hero to survive such an ordeal.

Fang Zhou nodded at her words, "I’ve never heard such a request, but alright, I’ll grant it."

He raised the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed it towards Zhou Chaosiang’s head.

Zhou Chaosiang was dumbfounded. Are you fucking kidding me?

The speed of Fang Zhou’s sword wasn’t fast, giving Zhou Chaosiang time to respond. She quickly screamed, "Spare me, brave one! My aunt is the Law Enforcement Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect. If you kill me, she will not let you go!!"

The Xuanyuan Sword stopped at her neck, its sharp edge already cutting into her flesh, drawing a bloody line.

"So, you’re Elder Yan’s relative. Why didn’t you say so earlier?"

Fang Zhou smiled slightly, pulling the Xuanyuan Sword back a bit.

Zhou Chaosiang let out a deep breath, feeling relieved that she had survived this encounter. Although her aunt had strictly forbidden her from revealing their relationship, at the brink of life and death, she couldn’t care about that.

Fang Zhou placed the Xuanyuan Sword back against her neck, making a deeper cut: "Don’t be so quick to celebrate. Your aunt and I are enemies."

Zhou Chaosiang’s hair stood on end, and her legs felt weak.

Seeing her stunned expression, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but laugh and removed the Xuanyuan Sword again. "Relax, though we are enemies, I can’t defeat your aunt."

Zhou Chaosiang relaxed again, thankful to hear this. At least her aunt’s reputation was still useful.

Fang Zhou then placed the Xuanyuan Sword back at her neck, cutting a third time: "Though I can’t defeat your aunt, I can certainly defeat you, and you’re her relative, a double offense."

Zhou Chaosiang’s emotions were a rollercoaster, feeling like she was dancing on a tightrope. It was too thrilling, almost enough to make her cry.

If you’re going to kill or maim me, just get it over with. Don’t torture me like this; my poor heart can’t take it.