The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 204. Force out with Spiritual Energy

How to solve Wang Xiuzhu’s problem, Fang Zhou had no idea for a moment.

There were still many things to handle over at the Heavenly Sword Sect, two stage plays to rehearse, Qiuqiu’s dance adaptation to supervise, and the new promotion for the Heavenly Sword Daily to write.

His schedule was packed, leaving him hardly any time for cultivation, let alone accompanying Wang Xiuzhu at the construction site.

Therefore, Fang Zhou thought it over and decided to adopt the "luring the snake out of its hole" method.

After soothing Wang Xiuzhu with a few words, he quietly left and returned to the City Lord Building.

Wu Tie and her daughter hadn’t slept yet. Fang Zhou shared his plan with them, and they both agreed without any objections, expressing their willingness to cooperate.

"Taoist Fang, are you going back tonight?"

Wu Lin asked with anticipation, "If there’s nowhere to sleep, my room is quite spacious, you know?"

Going back was not an option; otherwise, he’d have to rush back early in the morning.

But Fang Zhou wouldn’t fall for it. Was she inviting him to sleep in her room?

Clearly, she wanted to trick him into doing whatever she pleased with him.

Who knows, by tomorrow morning, a wedding and bridal wear might already be prepared.

Fang Zhou declined politely, "No need. I’ve been feeling sore in my waist, back, and legs lately. It might be because I’ve been overdoing it with self-generation. I need to cultivate and regain some energy."

Wu Lin simply responded, seemingly not disappointed, and even took the opportunity to say, "Then I’ll join you for cultivation."

Damn, don’t you get what I mean?

Having you beside me, how can I replenish my energy?

But Fang Zhou was too embarrassed to refuse since it wasn’t an unreasonable request. He reluctantly agreed.

This girl was truly passionate. Fang Zhou feared that one day he might lose control and be taken down by her.

Looks like he should keep a small balloon handy, but wait, there seem to be no small balloons in this world?

So what should be the precaution? Perhaps using spiritual energy to force it out?

With his mind in chaos, Fang Zhou followed Wu Lin to her designated cultivation area, located at the bottom level of the City Lord Building. It was a vast space, with sandy ground and various fitness equipment around.

Maybe not fitness equipment, but they looked like it.

Fang Zhou sat down with a thump, entering a state of meditative cultivation to start the Waning Moon Chapter.

This Foundation Establishment Realm technique emphasized control over spiritual energy. The cultivation method required directing the spiritual energy to flow through muscles, bones, and internal organs without causing any harm, so it couldn’t be disturbed by external factors...

"Boom!"

A huge noise came, and Fang Zhou quietly opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of Wu Lin’s cultivation.

She was facing away from Fang Zhou, lifting two stones larger than a person with her hands.

She was only wearing a short skirt and a rag, almost naked, her tan skin revealing faint, firm muscle lines, radiating sexiness and strength.

Fang Zhou shut his eyes to keep himself from obsessing, opened them again, closed them again, and opened them again.

Suddenly, he was disappointed in his self-control, unable to restrain his wandering eyes.

Wu Lin, perhaps intentionally, constantly showcased her seductive figure in front of Fang Zhou, performing many cultivation maneuvers that could easily induce nosebleeds.

Fang Zhou felt like he was watching an 18+ photo collection, but far more stimulating.

Then he had a clever idea, finding a new way to cultivate the Waning Moon Chapter, which involved controlling his blood flow to prevent it from gathering in one place.

He kept his eyes fixed on Wu Lin, his blood rushing uncontrollably, then being redirected by his spiritual energy.

Going back and forth like this, Fang Zhou’s proficiency in controlling spiritual energy significantly increased.

A night passed, and Fang Zhou felt refreshed, thinking that tonight’s cultivation was twice as effective with half the effort. Wu Lin was also satisfied since Fang Zhou had stared at her all night, indicating he had thoughts about her.

Both sides were happy, and they began to execute the "luring the snake out of its hole" plan decided by Fang Zhou last night.

Wu Lin posted a notice at the construction site, stating that Supervisor Fang’s old injuries had flared up, leaving him weak and immobile.

Due to a severe manpower shortage at the Heavenly Sword Sect, they now needed to recruit a few volunteers who were clever and good at taking care of people to escort him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect for recuperation.

Along the way, they needed to change Supervisor Fang’s medicine, take care of his basic needs, and not just for the journey; they had to look after him at the Heavenly Sword Sect until he recovered.

Once the notice was out, the entire construction site buzzed with excitement, with many foremen coming by to see "Supervisor Fang".

Many saw his weak and powerless condition, especially the blood-stained quilt, and were deeply moved.

Supervisor Fang had always been kind and generous; no one expected him to meet such misfortune, hoping for his swift recovery.

Many signed up to be volunteers, eager to use this opportunity to get close to Supervisor Fang and build a rapport, hoping to be noticed and perhaps stay at the Heavenly Sword Sect permanently if they performed well.

With so many applicants, members of the Wu Clan had to maintain order and sent back those with obviously clumsy hands to the construction site.

Eventually, there were too many people, forcing them to halt the registration and let the foremen select a few capable ones.

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A mysterious woman approached Wei Dajin, smiling, "I want to be a volunteer and escort Supervisor Fang back."

Wei Dajin frowned at her, ready to tell her to get lost.

No way would he allow such a privilege to go to an unrelated person; he intended to send his trusted subordinates instead.

If he weren’t so tied up, he’d want to go personally, making up for his past mistakes.

But upon making eye contact with this mysterious woman, Wei Dajin’s gaze turned dazed, and he nodded slowly, "Alright, you can go."

The mysterious woman smiled slightly, "Thank you, Foreman."

The volunteers were quickly chosen, five in total.

The five entered the Sword Casting City, carried Wang Xiuzhu out, and prepared to take him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect by shuttle.

Wu Tie and Wu Lin specially came to see him off. Wu Lin knew this ’Fang Zhou’ was an impostor, so she barely acknowledged him, as she despised such timidly spoken men. She only came out of camaraderie.

Wu Tie, however, played her part well, treating Wang Xiuzhu like Fang Zhou, showering him with concerned inquiries.

Her gaze fell on the five volunteers, who looked like they had just entered the Qi Refinement stage. In the Cultivation World, there were too many Magic Treasures and Spells to cloak one’s true nature.

Wu Tie finally told Wang Xiuzhu to recover well and watched as the five volunteers lifted him onto a small shuttle, which then soared into the sky towards the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Fang Zhou had been hiding in the woods near Sword Casting City since morning. Seeing the shuttle rise, he summoned the Xuanyuan Sword and followed from afar.

Today was just a test for the "luring the snake out of its hole" plan. After all, Wang Xiuzhu’s claim of being secretly watched was just his word, with truth hard to ascertain.

If true, such a golden opportunity would surely not be missed, and even if they noticed the trap, it was alright. They could send Wang Xiuzhu back to recover and use him as bait next time.

Therefore, Fang Zhou wasn’t sure if the five volunteers on the shuttle were suspicious. To avoid exposing the plan, he hadn’t informed Wang Xiuzhu about the "luring the snake out of its hole" strategy.

Hopefully, he would be smart enough not to give himself away.