The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 211. Life is unbearable for Wang Xiuzhu

Fang Zhou didn’t actually intend to frame the Demon Sect; he didn’t have any grudges against them.

The main reason was that one layer of disguise didn’t seem sufficient. The other party might not believe he was from the Xuanji Sect, so he added another layer just to be safe.

As for whether the True Mother God Sect would go after the Demon Sect, with their brains beaten out like dogs, Fang Zhou could only hope both sides would remain calm and resolve their conflict through dialogue.

After dealing with the four cultists, Fang Zhou finally had time to check on Wang Xiuzhu.

He didn’t know if he was still alive. If he was dead, Fang Zhou would definitely miss him.

Entering the shuttle’s cabin, Fang Zhou found it in disarray, and the quilt on the bed was curled into a ball, clearly indicating someone was inside.

Fang Zhou walked over and pulled the quilt away, immediately getting a shock.

Under the quilt, Wang Xiuzhu lay on the bed, barely breathing, his body covered in wounds, clearly having suffered severe torture.

Wang Xiuzhu stared blankly at the ceiling, looking utterly devastated.

Fang Zhou thought he was seeing a corpse and was surprised to find Wang Xiuzhu’s chest still rising and falling, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Seeing Wang Xiuzhu in such a state, anyone could guess what terrible things he had endured; it was truly pitiful.

Fang Zhou waved a hand in front of Wang Xiuzhu’s face: "Taoist Wang, can you hear me?"

Wang Xiuzhu seemed to come to his senses, slowly turning his head to look at Fang Zhou, his eyes immediately reddened, tears welling up and streaming down his face.

"I..."

Wang Xiuzhu looked at Fang Zhou and murmured: "They... they... sob sob!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Xiuzhu burst into uncontrollable sobs, covering his face with his hands and crying in agony.

His heart was filled with despair and pain, and he had lost all hope.

He was just at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm and still had his Innate Yang Qi, which he had intended to give as a gift to his future Dao companion. But it was forcibly taken by several female beasts.

He was in such agony and hatred! He hated the heavens for being so unfair to him, making him suffer such a terrible ordeal.

If he could, Wang Xiuzhu would rather have stayed on Heavenly Sword Peak and never come out.

Seeing Wang Xiuzhu in such pain, Fang Zhou felt bad too, mainly because Wang Xiuzhu had a face identical to his own.

Seeing this miserable state, Fang Zhou felt as if he himself had experienced such a horrible ordeal.

Fang Zhou could only pat Wang Xiuzhu on the shoulder and comfort him: "It’s over, it’s all in the past. I’ve avenged you, so just treat it as a nightmare."

"No, how can I treat it as a nightmare? I have no face to see people anymore; I don’t want to live!"

Wang Xiuzhu cried out, hopping off the bed and charging headfirst into the shuttle’s wall.

"Bang!"

Wang Xiuzhu hit the wall hard, seeing stars, and fell to the ground in a daze.

His eyes were red and bewildered, looking at Fang Zhou in confusion—why didn’t you stop me?

Fang Zhou walked over and advised: "Calm down, don’t get agitated. Suicide is not the solution. No matter what difficulties we face, don’t be afraid..."

Wang Xiuzhu interrupted Fang Zhou angrily: "Of course, you’re not agitated; you didn’t go through this. I’ve gone through such a terrifying experience. My reputation is ruined! How will my fellow disciples at the Heavenly Sword Sect look at me? How will my future Dao companion look at me? My life is ruined!!"

Fang Zhou understood Wang Xiuzhu’s sorrow, so he patiently continued to persuade: "You are the victim. I believe the kind disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect will not look at you differently. If you give up on yourself, then your life will really be ruined. Remember, we must face our difficulties with a smile to overcome our fears..."

"Stop your pretentious preaching! If it weren’t for you, would I have encountered this?!"

Wang Xiuzhu broke down and shouted: "You are as hypocritical as those in the sect. They say one thing and think another, always looking down on me because I’m a man!!"

"We must face our difficulties with a smile..."

"Boo hoo hoo, I don’t want to live!!"

"We must face our hardships..."

"Boo hoo hoo, let me die!!"

"We must face our hardships... Shut up!"

"Boo hoo hoo!!"

Fang Zhou’s attempts to comfort Wang Xiuzhu were repeatedly interrupted by his sobbing, which irritated him, and he finally kicked Wang Xiuzhu over: "I told you to shut up, didn’t you hear me!"

Wang Xiuzhu fell onto his back, and Fang Zhou grabbed him by the shoulders, pulling him up angrily: "Why are you crying? Tell me, what did you actually lose?"

Wang Xiuzhu was dumbfounded, not expecting Fang Zhou to ask such a question.

He was in such a wretched state, and Fang Zhou still asked if he had lost anything. Are you even human?

Fang Zhou didn’t give him time to think: "Aside from being injured, what else did you lose? Getting beaten up isn’t a big deal. You dared to hurt yourself by farting, so what’s a few small injuries? Just treat it as getting bitten by a dog."

Wang Xiuzhu eagerly replied: "I lost my Innate Yang Qi!"

Uh...I thought you would have already digested it yourself.

This is indeed a problem. It’s a pity that such a precious thing was taken by others.

Fang Zhou thought for a moment: "Just consider it as something you digested yourself. You don’t say, I don’t say—who knows you lost your Innate Yang Qi?"

He earnestly tried to console him: "Other than a bit of Innate Yang Qi you can’t use anyway, you didn’t lose much. You’ll still be an outstanding youth. As for the Yang Qi, just consider it a costly lesson learned."

Wang Xiuzhu looked conflicted, feeling that Fang Zhou made some sense, but his years of experience told him he was being taken advantage of.

Fang Zhou stood up, patted his shoulder: "If you really feel dissatisfied, those women are right outside. Though one escaped, the rest are yours to deal with. Take revenge however you want, and I won’t tell anyone."

With that, Fang Zhou got up to leave, and as he was about to step out of the cabin, he turned to see Wang Xiuzhu still sitting motionless, and he called out: "Given the situation, you might as well indulge yourself. Who knows, you might open the door to a new world. I will be back in half a day. The rest is up to you."

Having spoken, Fang Zhou exited the shuttle, summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, and flew into the sky.

After circling in the air, Fang Zhou sneaked back and found a hidden spot nearby to observe the shuttle.

To help Wang Xiuzhu overcome his inner turmoil, Fang Zhou went to great lengths. Now it all depended on whether Wang Xiuzhu would awaken and become a true man or continue being a timid man oppressed by societal norms.

This was related to Fang Zhou’s ability to change this male-inferior-to-female society. It all depended on what kind of revenge Wang Xiuzhu would take.