The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 228. My brothers would not agree

The subsequent Journey to the West plot completely exploded, Tang Sanzang let loose, pushing forward with three burdensome disciples.

All the monsters on the path to pilgrimage, whether small demons or Demon Kings who ruled the Demon Domain, couldn’t withstand her delicate punch.

At the end of the plot, Tang Sanzang stood majestically on a mountain of corpses made up of countless monsters, arrogantly shouting: "Anyone else?!"

Below the stage, countless excited spectators cheered for her, shouting her infamous name in the Demon Domain.

"San Zang"

"San Zang"

On this night, the two stage plays, Legend of the White Snake and Journey to the West, gained widespread fame in the Cultivation World.

Especially the intricate love triangle in the Legend of the White Snake and Tang Monk’s single blow in Journey to the West, were eagerly discussed.

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Xiao Yan didn’t hide in the box for long.

Once it was quiet outside, she stealthily came out, discovering the entire backstage was empty.

Xiao Yan quickly returned to the dressing room, carried the unconscious Han Li out, and left Taobao Theater without encountering a single Demon Cultist.

With Han Li, Xiao Yan found an inn, settled her in, and prepared to go out.

"You’re almost out of fuel, are you still planning to go to Iron Sword Mountain to find Exotic Species True Fire?"

The Medicine Lady’s voice suddenly emerged from Xiao Yan’s ring.

Xiao Yan smiled faintly: "Medicine Lady, have you forgotten where we are?"

The Medicine Lady knew they were in a mall built by the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Speaking of Heavenly Sword Sect, the Medicine Lady recalled many old memories, having some connections with the sect.

Regrettably, she was currently a weak Divine Soul; otherwise, the Medicine Lady would certainly leave the ring to see the sect left by old acquaintances.

She quickly understood Xiao Yan’s intention: "Are you planning to do alchemy here?"

Xiao Yan shook her head: "This Taobao Mall has everything for sale, we can just go buy it."

She turned to look at the unconscious Han Li: "Incidentally, I can also buy some healing medicine for Sister Li."

Xiao Yan’s alchemy skills were strong, but she was constantly pursued by the Demon Sect along the way and lacked elixir materials.

Now that she has temporarily escaped the strong enemy, she can quietly restore her strength, but the Demon Sect’s Exotic Species True Fire might already be sent into Iron Sword Mountain, so she can’t afford to waste any time.

"You make the decision."

The Medicine Lady’s voice gradually faded: "If it comes to a life-or-death situation, you can awaken me."

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Fang Zhou chased the Ya Zi slave out of the theater.

This woman’s escape speed was so fast, like she was a gust of wind, disappearing in a flash.

Fortunately, Fang Zhou’s speed wasn’t subpar either, keeping her from shaking him off.

After leaving the theater, Ya Zi slave didn’t create chaos in the crowd but buried her head and ran outside the city.

Fang Zhou naturally didn’t want to push her into a corner, lest a desperate situation arose; he merely followed from a distance.

In their chase and escape, they quickly left Taobao Mall, entering the towering mountains to the southeast.

Upon arriving in this deserted place, Fang Zhou immediately summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, his speed instantly transforming from a motorbike into a fighter jet.

Ya Zi slave was caught up with in no time, Fang Zhou quickened his pace to run in front of her, cutting off her escape.

Panting heavily, Ya Zi slave had temporarily stopped her chest and hand wounds from bleeding using muscle contraction, but the damage was genuine.

She looked up at Fang Zhou standing on the Xuanyuan Sword, speaking: "Which expert from the Heavenly Sword Sect are you? Our sect and yours have never interfered, why chase us relentlessly?"

Hearing this, Fang Zhou felt quite strange, since the Demon Sect had been appearing frequently in Iron Sword Mountain recently, even sending people to infiltrate the mountain, only to now claim no interference. Did she take him for a fool?

Fang Zhou suddenly remembered something Elder Wu Tie had mentioned to him: the Demon Sect’s nine departments operated independently and didn’t interfere with each other.

The Demon Cultists who sneaked into Iron Sword Mountain belonged to Suan Ni Department; was this woman from a different department?

Curiously, Fang Zhou asked the Ya Zi slave: "Which department of the Demon Sect do you belong to?" freēwēbnovel.com

Ya Zi slave, enduring the pain, cupped her hands to Fang Zhou: "I belong to Vengeful Department, if you could let me go today, I would surely repay the favor someday!"

Indeed, she wasn’t from the same department, but having two departments appear consecutively in Iron Sword Mountain, the Demon Sect claiming no interference with Heavenly Sword Sect was simply unbelievable.

Seeing Fang Zhou silent, Ya Zi slave thought there was hope and quickly said: "We didn’t intentionally offend your sect; we were chasing two enemies and accidentally entered your territory. Please forgive any offense!"

Ya Zi slave’s attitude gradually lowered, completely devoid of the initial arrogance she showed upon meeting Fang Zhou, wanting to eliminate him.

You could say she was pragmatic, but in reality, she was just being opportunistic depending on the situation.

No matter if Ya Zi slave unintentionally trespassed into Taobao Mall, Fang Zhou couldn’t let her go. The opening period for Taobao Mall was crucial; any dangerous signs had to be stifled.

Taobao Mall wasn’t just a property of the Heavenly Sword Sect; it was the starting point of Fang Zhou’s career, and nothing could go wrong.

"I believe you’re innocent, but letting you go just like that isn’t reasonable."

Fang Zhou smiled slightly: "How about coming back with me to cooperate with the investigation? If you’ve truly done nothing to harm Taobao Mall, we will send you out of the country with proper etiquette."

Ya Zi slave’s heart sank, somewhat annoyed: "If you’re unwilling to let me leave, that’s fine, but why use words to deceive a three-year-old child to stall?"

Fang Zhou put away his smile, feeling a bit irritated himself.

Damn, such formal diplomatic language and you’re calling it words to deceive a three-year-old? You definitely need some schooling.

"Looks like you’re not willing to cooperate with the investigation; then don’t blame me for violent detention."

Fang Zhou concentrated, executing Kun Sword Style, and the Xuanyuan Sword beneath his feet immediately split into two, one continuing as his mount, the other shooting toward Ya Zi slave.

The Xuanyuan Sword moved extremely fast, and Ya Zi slave hastily dodged; several times narrowly escaping danger.

Watching from the Xuanyuan Sword, Fang Zhou thought no wonder most cultivators loved this elegant fighting style, standing with hands behind their backs while the enemy jumped around like a monkey; it’s exhilarating.

Ya Zi slave continuously evaded the Xuanyuan Sword’s attacks, suddenly opened her mouth, and spewed a foul wind, blowing the Xuanyuan Sword haphazardly.

Fang Zhou maneuvered the Xuanyuan Sword to dodge the foul wind, transforming into a stream of light that flashed past Ya Zi slave.

She was startled and dodged backward, but her clothes exploded with a whoosh, exposing her bare body.

Fang Zhou whistled cheerfully.

Ya Zi slave’s figure wasn’t bad, unlike Jin Xihai, who was a naive beauty, yet on her waist was a long silver iron chain wrapped around.

Ya Zi slave still had some dignity, covering her chest instinctively, but the silver chain around her waist flew out with a crash, instantly entangling the shooting Xuanyuan Sword.

She looked up at Fang Zhou and said coldly: "Sir, although I’m not your match, if you want to kill me, you’ll surely pay a painful price. We have no grievances; do you really want to do this?"

"Well said, you’ve convinced me."

Fang Zhou gently clapped: "But my brothers may not agree; you need to convince them too."

"Brothers?"

Ya Zi slave murmured in confusion.

Then, she saw the Xuanyuan Sword split into two, then four, then eight, with eight Xuanyuan Swords aimed at herself.

Ya Zi slave’s face turned pale, her legs softened, and she directly kneeled.

This kind of Divine Skills could only be achieved by those in the Innate Realm.

How could she possibly be a match for those in the Innate Realm?