The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 202. Do you want to eat what I have below?

Fang Zhou put aside his tasks and took the time to rush to Iron Sword Mountain.

Wang Xiuzhu’s illness surprised Fang Zhou greatly. Wang Xiuzhu was at the Foundation Establishment Realm. It couldn’t be said he was immune to all poisons, but at least he shouldn’t be falling ill anymore.

The news from Iron Sword Mountain said it was due to an old injury flaring up, which made Fang Zhou feel strange.

At first, he wondered where Wang Xiuzhu had an old injury, but he quickly remembered that when Wang Xiuzhu was preparing to forcibly demolish Moon Viewing Peak in the Law Enforcement Department, he was ambushed and backstabbed by his junior brother Li Yinghao.

That Li Yinghao was really despicable, continuously attacking Wang Xiuzhu’s weak points, causing him to lie in bed for a long time.

If it was the flare-up of this old injury that caused his illness, then it was understandable.

Fang Zhou was just afraid that Wang Xiuzhu’s old injury flared up from messing around at night.

After falling ill, Wang Xiuzhu had someone send a message back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, saying he wanted to meet with Fang Zhou, but didn’t say why. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Fang Zhou hadn’t forgotten that Wang Xiuzhu was still disguised as him, so he went to Iron Sword Mountain alone at night to avoid being seen.

Riding the Xuanyuan Sword, he arrived at Iron Sword Mountain. Under the night sky, the entire construction site was brightly lit, and workers were still busy.

To complete the project as soon as possible, more than ten thousand workers took shifts, working day and night. The commercial city was already taking shape.

The nearby Sword Casting City was pitch dark; the miners didn’t work at night and had gone to sleep early.

Wang Xiuzhu had been staying at the construction site, but after falling ill, he moved into Sword Casting City.

Fang Zhou didn’t rush to find Wang Xiuzhu but flew to the City Lord Building where Wu Tie was.

The City Lord Building was like a tall tower, with several Wu Clan guards patrolling the area, and the lights inside were bright.

Fang Zhou didn’t disturb the guards, but controlled the Xuanyuan Sword to enter through a window above the City Lord Building.

Inside the window was a spacious room, possibly a place for the Wu family’s mother and daughter to change clothes. On the left were two tall wardrobes, and the bed on the right was covered with clothing.

Just as Fang Zhou was about to leave, the door to the room was pushed open, and Wu Lin, wet from head to toe, walked in.

She seemed to have just finished bathing, wearing a short skirt that barely covered half her buttocks and nothing on top. She held a towel in both hands, drying her hair.

Fang Zhou was stunned, eyes wide in shock, as if petrified. His eyes, like the highest-grade cameras, snapped photos of Wu Lin’s body continuously.

All the photos were stored in the deepest part of his mind.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but marvel in his heart—perfect!

In that instant, he remembered the bread made from wheat he had eaten in his past life, the kind that could fill you up with just one.

Now, I can eat two of them!!

Wu Lin didn’t expect someone in the room and instinctively raised a hand to her chest, ready to scream.

When she saw that it was Fang Zhou, she held back the scream, her eyes wide as she looked at him.

But she didn’t lower her hand from her chest.

It seemed that even in this world where men were inferior to women, a woman with a bit of modesty wouldn’t easily expose her private parts.

Of course, that’s all it took.

Seeing it was Fang Zhou, Wu Lin was not angry at being seen naked. Instead, she was pleasantly surprised and said, "Taoist Fang, when did you get here?"

Fang Zhou coughed to cover his embarrassment, "Just arrived."

As a gentleman, Fang Zhou knew that the more he evaded, the guiltier he would appear.

So he openly looked at Wu Lin, "Did you just take a bath?"

Wu Lin didn’t notice any problem with Fang Zhou’s gaze and casually walked in, "Yeah, I was sweating a lot earlier. I feel much better after the bath."

Fang Zhou thought Wu Lin was about to change clothes, but she walked straight to him, making things even clearer.

Fang Zhou thought this was inappropriate and asked suspiciously, "Are you always so casual?"

"Of course not! But Taoist Fang, you’re an exception."

Wu Lin winked at Fang Zhou and asked, "Do you want to see?"

She knew Fang Zhou had been secretly looking at her body.

Although she didn’t understand what was so attractive, it didn’t stop her from using it to tempt this little man.

Fang Zhou replied with immense self-control, "I don’t!"

Wu Lin laughed and walked to the bed, bent down, and casually picked up a piece of cloth to cover her upper body, all under Fang Zhou’s watchful eyes.

In Fang Zhou’s eyes, this was worse than not wearing anything.

It might sound lewd, but at that moment, he felt like Yoshikage Kira.

Luckily, his control over his body as a Foundation Establishment cultivator brought him back to normal instantly.

After dressing, Wu Lin smiled at Fang Zhou, "I was planning to look for you, but I’ve been busy the past couple of days. Finally finished my work today. How about I go back with you later?"

Such direct throws from this woman made Fang Zhou dizzy.

Fang Zhou didn’t know if he should accept it. The idea of taking such a sexy beauty back at night was exciting.

Fortunately, Fang Zhou remembered his purpose and quickly said, "I’m also very busy. I fear I have no time to entertain you. I came tonight to check on Wang Xiuzhu. What’s his situation?"

Wu Lin shrugged, "Don’t know what’s up with Junior Brother Wang. He’s always suspicious, thinking others are out to get him."

Fang Zhou pondered, "Where’s your mother?"

He planned to ask Wu Tie’s opinion.

Wu Lin motioned outside with her mouth, "She’s downstairs."

Fang Zhou thought Wu Tie was downstairs in the City Lord Building. He followed Wu Lin outside, only to find Wu Tie was indeed downstairs—cooking noodles.

Seeing Fang Zhou appear, Wu Tie was somewhat surprised, "Oh, Taoist Fang, why are you here? Wu Lin, weren’t you taking a bath?"

She looked at Fang Zhou, then at her daughter, and then at Fang Zhou again, a gossip-filled face.

As if the two had done something unspeakable during the bath.

Fang Zhou quickly said, "City Lord Wu, I came unexpectedly tonight because of Wang Xiuzhu’s situation."

Wu Tie gave an "oh" with a somewhat regretful expression.

Fang Zhou’s gaze, however, was involuntarily attracted to Wu Tie, who was also wearing a thin garment with nothing underneath.

Fang Zhou could only give a thumbs-up to the mother-daughter duo, self-sacrificing like female Bodhisattvas.

Fang Zhou inquired about Wang Xiuzhu with Wu Tie, who answered while handing a bowl of noodles to her daughter.

Wu Lin took it and devoured the hot noodles in a few bites, drank the soup, and the broth flowed down her long neck to her collarbone, forming a small pool.

Fang Zhou’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to it.

Wu Tie noticed Fang Zhou’s gaze but wasn’t displeased; instead, she smiled.

After Wu Lin mentioned wanting to marry Fang Zhou to strengthen their next generation, Wu Tie had sent people to the Heavenly Sword Sect to learn about him and was very supportive of the marriage.

There was no one more suited than Fang Zhou in the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, especially since he wasn’t a disciple of the sect. Otherwise, the Heavenly Sword Sect wouldn’t have allowed such a talented individual to marry into Iron Sword Mountain to mine.

After finishing her noodles, Wu Lin suddenly smiled at Fang Zhou, "Taoist Fang, do you want me to cook some noodles for you?"

Fang Zhou was slightly stunned, pondering.

Should I say yes or no?