The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 242. Experts never capsize

Anything absorbed into the gourd space will remain in a dormant state without Fang Zhou’s consent, so Xiao Yan should not realize she’s been absorbed into the gourd.

Separating Xiao Yan from Han Li was half the battle won. Next, he must handle them separately without a single mistake, or all previous efforts would be wasted.

After absorbing Xiao Yan into the gourd, Fang Zhou hurried to an inn within the mall.

Elder Yan Fu was hiding in the inn watching the young prince, and upon Fang Zhou’s entry, she immediately restored his face to its original state.

Fang Zhou initially didn’t want such trouble and planned to let Wang Xiuzhu take his place, but that unfortunate kid, Wang Xiuzhu, was somehow ambushed last night and got another stab on his newly healed behind.

Such a despicable act was surely done by a Demon Cultist.

Seeing that Wang Xiuzhu was out of commission and unable to find a suitable man in a short time, Fang Zhou had no choice but to take the stage himself, playing two roles.

His superb acting skills didn’t go to waste, honed in the past life’s unseen office politics.

Elder Yan Fu, without a word, dabbed some water on Fang Zhou’s face and quickly restored him to his original appearance.

Fang Zhou changed clothes and hairstyle in the inn, put on platform shoes, strapped on the sword box, and applied some floral water to ensure no flaws would be exposed.

With a change of outfit, Fang Zhou left the inn, stepped on the Xuanyuan Sword, and headed straight for the city gate.

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After Xiao Yan was suddenly pulled away by Wang Qini, Han Li continued to wait at the same spot.

She could guess Wang Qini’s intentions, probably not wanting Xiao Yan to disrupt her alone time with Fang Zhou.

Actually, Han Li didn’t care much about this, but thinking about the upcoming reunion with Fang Zhou after six months made her heart race with nervous anticipation.

Previously, Han Li felt somewhat inferior in front of Fang Zhou, thinking she couldn’t match him in looks, strength, or background.

However, after successfully reaching Foundation Establishment, Han Li’s inferiority complex had lessened, and her interactions with Xiao Yan taught her a valuable lesson.

A woman shouldn’t say she’s incapable. Being weak now doesn’t mean she’ll be weak forever. If she finds someone she likes, she should strive to win them, even if she fails, leaving no regrets.

As Han Li was silently cheering herself up, a figure descended from the sky, accompanied by a joyful voice: "Han Li? Is it really you!"

Looking at the Fang Zhou she hadn’t seen in half a year, Han Li felt a sense of familiarity at first glance, but the joy quickly washed away any minor doubts.

"Han Li, I didn’t expect you’d change so much, becoming so beautiful that I almost didn’t recognize you."

Fang Zhou continuously imagined drawing a Golden Legend card each time, his face instantly displaying genuine joy.

Han Li felt a little embarrassed by Fang Zhou’s straightforward compliment but mostly happy inside.

She looked at Fang Zhou’s face and softly said, "You’ve changed a lot too."

Fang Zhou held Han Li’s hand and led her into the Taobao Mall: "Come on, let me show you around. This is a great place." freeweɓnovel.cøm

Smiling, Han Li was led into the mall by Fang Zhou. Many times in the past six months, she’d wondered how Fang Zhou would react upon their reunion.

Maybe he’d be the same, or perhaps he’d become distant and unfamiliar.

Fang Zhou’s unchanged attitude of intimacy made Han Li both relieved and genuinely happy.

The two strolled around Taobao Mall, sharing what happened to them since they last met.

Fang Zhou said he was immersed in cultivation, living a dull and boring life, so Han Li did most of the talking.

She recounted her experiences traveling to remove the Jiao Poison in her body, her unexpected encounter with Xiao Yan, and how misunderstandings led them to become sworn sisters.

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhou couldn’t help but marvel at the vastness of the world yet how they coincidentally met.

It just proves that protagonists are bound to attract each other.

After a while, when Fang Zhou was about to repeat his trick, a joyful voice suddenly came from behind: "Fang Zhou, you’re here?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Fang Zhou’s scalp tingled with a chill.

Turning around slowly, he saw Yu Qing, whom he hadn’t seen all night, standing behind him.

Vaguely, Fang Zhou saw a giant cleaver seemingly descending out of thin air toward him, ready to decapitate him.

But how could Fang Zhou give up so easily? No! He would never yield to a cleaver and a destined catastrophe!!

A real paddling expert never capsizes!

Fang Zhou quickly regained composure from his shock, looking at Yu Qing with a slightly surprised expression: "Yu Qing, why are you here?"

But Yu Qing’s gaze had already locked onto Han Li, just as Han Li’s eyes were fixed on Yu Qing.

In the blink of an eye, the two women had thoroughly sized each other up.

Han Li’s attention was drawn to Yu Qing’s intimate way of addressing Fang Zhou—Fang Zhou rarely disclosed his name outright, often concealing it, yet this woman knew his name, hinting at an unusual relationship.

Meanwhile, Yu Qing’s focus was more direct, fixed on Fang Zhou holding Han Li’s hand.

Holding hands publicly, what kind of relationship does this imply?

Hearing Fang Zhou’s question, Yu Qing forced a strained smile: "I was just wandering around, didn’t expect to run into you here."

In truth, after failing to find Fang Zhou at the Heavenly Sword Sect and Moon Viewing Peak, she came to Taobao Mall, but couldn’t bring herself to say it now.

"Who might this be?"

Yu Qing’s gaze once again settled on Han Li.

Han Li turned her head, casting an inquisitive look at Fang Zhou, silently asking who this woman was.

Fang Zhou laughed heartily, pulling Han Li to Yu Qing’s side: "Her name is Han Li. We’ve been through life and death together. On the way to the Heavenly Sword Sect, we encountered a demon. Without Han Li’s rescue, I’d be long gone."

Without waiting for them to react, Fang Zhou patted Yu Qing’s shoulder and smiled at Han Li: "Let me introduce you, this is Yu Qing, the Heavenly Sword Sect’s top True Disciple, generous and kind. My stay at the Heavenly Sword Sect is all thanks to Yu Qing, she’s my closest friend there."

Fang Zhou’s bewildering maneuver left both Yu Qing and Han Li confused.

If he had been evasive, both Yu Qing and Han Li might have grown suspicious.

But with his open introductions, showing no reservations about their intimacy, neither could discern what exactly his relationship with the other was.

Of course, the main reason was that neither Yu Qing nor Han Li had any official relationship with Fang Zhou, leaving them with no grounds to question him and burying their doubts in their hearts.