Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 85 - . This sword has no copper, stealing it is useless

Chapter 85: 85. This sword has no copper, stealing it is useless

With Ling Xiaoyue’s knowledge, even she was baffled by Fang Zhou’s situation, unclear about what he was suddenly comprehending.

However, she remembered that when Fang Zhou first practiced New Moon Qi, it had triggered Moonlight, a condition that only those with extremely high aptitude would experience.

Now, he has had another epiphany in the Qi Refining Realm, which is simply like a calf stepping on a landmine—utterly explosive.

Ling Xiaoyue thought to herself, if the disciple is so extraordinary, doesn’t that prove that I, as the master, am even more remarkable?

The thought made her quite delighted.

She now felt fortunate that she hadn’t slapped Fang Zhou awake; entering an epiphany is a rare opportunity, and if it were interrupted, he might never encounter it again in his lifetime.

Seeing that Fang Zhou wouldn’t finish anytime soon, Ling Xiaoyue turned and leaped onto the rooftop.

This place was provided for them to stay by a wealthy person of the city after the master and disciple duo performed Demon Extermination for him. The environment was fairly tranquil, but these past few days, people had been frequently requesting them to eradicate demons.

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She needed to keep an eye on things to prevent anyone from barging in and disturbing Fang Zhou’s epiphany.

Just as Ling Xiaoyue jumped onto the roof, she saw a carriage coming from a distance. A fat woman dressed in fine silk stepped down, supported by two struggling servants.

Led by the servants, the fat woman headed this way.

Ling Xiaoyue flicked her fingers lightly at the woman, and immediately, the woman, weighing over 200 pounds, fell down, squashing the servant beside her like a dead dog.

A group of people cried out in alarm and dragged the fat woman back onto the carriage, hastily leaving.

Ling Xiaoyue found a comfortable spot, just lied down when another carriage arrived, forcing her to sit up and repeat the process.

Fang Zhou was unaware of the happenings outside, immersed in decoding the incantations of the Sword Control Technique.

The Sword Control Technique took Yan Chixia, with his talents, over three years to master entry-level, indicating its difficulty. However, even the difficulty of the Sword Control Technique couldn’t withstand the Wise Time that follows life’s great harmony—a special state where even the academically poor dare ponder the origins of the universe.

When the Wise Time ended, Fang Zhou slowly opened his eyes.

The sky outside was dim, and night had fallen, plunging the room into darkness.

But Fang Zhou’s eyes were brimming with sharpness, like a drawn blade.

The incantations of the Sword Control Technique, he had decoded them completely and understood thoroughly.

Sword Control Technique, mastered entry-level!

Fang Zhou slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and whispered lowly, “Sword, come forth!”

Clang—

From a corner of the room, the Sword Box suddenly emitted a crisp sound of sword ringing.

A beam of golden light shot out from the Sword Box, spiraling around the room twice before landing in Fang Zhou’s hand.

It was a golden longsword, not the wide-bladed type used by Yan Chixia in the movies but more slender, resembling the Han Sword.

This sword was the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, entirely golden and exquisitely handsome.

Fang Zhou held it in his hand, examining it; the more he looked, the more he liked it. The only downside was that the sword was not only golden but also radiating golden light, making the entire room shine with brilliance.

“Too tacky.”

He murmured. Holding the sword felt like being a nouveau riche who had never seen the world before, flashy with gold, likely to attract thieves if taken outside.

As if sensing Fang Zhou’s thoughts, the golden light on the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly disappeared, and its golden blade slowly dimmed, at a glance appearing not like a golden sword but a bronze one.

Fang Zhou was instantly astonished. Does the Xuanyuan Sword actually come with an auto color-changing feature?

This could work. A bronze sword is much more low-key than a Golden Sword, although it’s also risky since bronze isn’t cheap either. Maybe inscribe “This sword contains no copper, stealing it is useless” on it?

Fang Zhou pondered for a moment, then asked, “Can it turn green?”

The Xuanyuan Sword slowly turned green and even emitted light, resembling a glow stick in this pitch-dark room.

Fang Zhou released his hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword did not fall to the ground but floated up, moving around the room following Fang Zhou’s thoughts, looking from afar like a flying glow stick.

The incantation for Sword Control Technique is the most fundamental spell for manipulating the Xuanyuan Sword. Sword Control Technique is an extremely mystical skill that doesn’t require the realm of external Spiritual Energy manifestation, merely the presence of internal Spiritual Energy is enough.

Fang Zhou was having an immensely enjoyable time playing with the sword in the room. Ling Xiaoyue on the roof also slowly opened her eyes, her lips curling slightly: “No wonder, he is actually gaining insight into the Sword Control Technique.”

Fang Zhou had previously sought guidance from Ling Xiaoyue on the incantation of Sword Control Technique, but she found an excuse to refuse.

The entry-level of Sword Control Technique is difficult, mastery is even harder, and its upper limit is extremely high— it is an Immortal Technique that can be regarded as a sect-defining skill even within a Major Sect.

Therefore, cultivating it is extremely difficult. Without exceptional talent, one could spend a lifetime without mastering the basics, and rashly practicing it would only waste time and mental energy.

Thus, instead of Fang Zhou wasting his prime time on this Sword Control Technique, it would be better for him to wait and cultivate it when he reaches a higher realm in the future.

Certainly, this also involves Ling Xiaoyue’s reluctance to explain and teach him, since it would be a significant waste of her time, which is valuable.

Ling Xiaoyue originally thought that after Fang Zhou failed a few times, he would give up, but unexpectedly he took the chance of sudden enlightenment and mastered the Sword Control Technique, which even a peerless genius would need years of arduous practice to learn, in just half a day.

Plus, Fang Zhou’s luck was exceptionally good too. On a trip to Wild Tomb Ridge, he obtained the Golden Core of a Tree Demon, received the inheritance of a Hermit, and acquired a treasure gourd capable of absorbing everything.

Such wealth of gains made even Ling Xiaoyue slightly envious; exchanging them for money could make her incredibly rich overnight—riches are not just a dream.

Fortunately, Ling Xiaoyue isn’t an ordinary Cultivator. If it were someone else mentoring Fang Zhou, faced with such a disciple, they likely wouldn’t feel joy but instead jealousy, possibly leading them to kill and steal treasures.

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After playing with the Xuanyuan Sword for a while, Fang Zhou had it change color again.

Green really is unlucky, carelessly even the hair might get dyed green, and holding a green sword always gave him the feeling of chewing on green mint gum.

Eventually, the Xuanyuan Sword transformed back to the appearance of an ordinary iron sword, looking stylish but without showing any peculiarities.

Fang Zhou then fetched the Sword Box again. Yan Chixia mentioned that there were other items inside. Now that he had entered the entry-level of Sword Control Technique, the items inside belonged to him.

The Sword Box had neither end nor opening, perfectly seamless.

But now, having entered the entry-level of Sword Control Technique, Fang Zhou knew how to use it. The incantation for Sword Control Technique was the key to opening the Sword Box.

With the incantation silently recited in his mind, upon his thought, three beams of light flew out from the box and landed in front of Fang Zhou, transforming into three objects.

A bundle of jade slips, an ancient-looking booklet, and a Sect Leader Seal that was neither gold nor jade.

Fang Zhou picked up each one, carefully examining them in his hands.

The jade slips contained the Heaven and Earth Qiankun Technique. Hmm, couldn’t understand it.

The booklet was the complete text of the Sword Control Technique. Hmm, still couldn’t understand it.

The Sect Leader Seal was the size of a palm, with an Exotic Beast carved onto it, entirely snow-white and unidentifiable in material.

Four large characters were inscribed on the bottom of the Seal, which Fang Zhou could understand and subconsciously read aloud.

“Ancestor of Ten Thousand Immortals!”