The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 63 - : 63. Hurry up and shoot her in the face with your Pokémon.

Chapter 63: 63. Hurry up and shoot her in the face with your Pokémon.

Perhaps it was because the Seven-colored Golden Core had been taken away, the mist enveloping Lanruo Temple gradually thinned.

The huge body of the Tree Demon became clearly visible, and although Fang Zhou couldn’t recall the path to leave Lanruo Temple, as long as he ran with his back to the Tree Demon, he could always make it out.

However, before he could get far, a tall red-clad woman descended from the sky and landed in front of Fang Zhou, creating a large crater in the ground.

Fang Zhou gasped in shock—wearing red clothing and such a violent entry, it was definitely the eldest sister, but how did she get here so fast?

The eldest sister sensed the presence of the Golden Core; she was the fastest, leaving all her sisters behind.

Upon landing, the eldest sister immediately saw the floating Golden Core.

She hesitated briefly, then realized what was going on. Stamping her feet on the ground, a loud explosion resounded as the mud and stones under her feet burst apart.

She shot towards Fang Zhou like a cannonball being fired.

Fang Zhou hurriedly threw himself to one side, only feeling the strong wind whip past his face as the eldest sister flew past, smashing down a wall behind him.

Fang Zhou stared in disbelief—was this a superhuman? How on earth could he fight this?

The eldest sister dug herself out from under the bricks, leaping up next to the Golden Core and throwing a punch towards its surroundings, her delicate fist causing an explosive sound in the air.

The eldest sister paused, puzzled as to why she didn’t hit the target.

She realized that the thief who stole the Golden Core was also invisible, like her sixth sister, so she attacked the area around the Golden Core but didn’t hit anything—what was going on?

Fang Zhou was a bit scared by the eldest sister’s ferocity; he just stood there, watching as she leapt towards him and punched the space beside him.

What was this? How could she miss seeing something so close at her young age?

Fang Zhou quickly realized that he was holding the Golden Core with Hu Lai’s left hand, at a distance from his body, which caused the eldest sister to misjudge and strike nothingness.

Opportunity not to be missed, Fang Zhou stabbed at the eldest sister with his sword.

Hearing the movement, the eldest sister raised her hand to block. The Evil Slaying Sword pierced into her forearm, its Evil Qi beginning to burn her skin.

The eldest sister’s brows furrowed tightly, and she abruptly swept forward with a leg sweep. Her strong, round legs whistled through the air, casting a blur of afterimages. Being hit by such legs would spell disaster.

Yet Fang Zhou had silently shifted position, causing the eldest sister to kick the air once again.

He reciprocated in kind, kicking his leg out as well, striking the eldest sister’s taut six-pack abdomen.

The eldest sister reeled back a couple of steps but quickly steadied herself. Her skill was worlds apart from that of her second sister.

A sharp glint flashed in her eyes, and she stomped down hard onto the ground.

With a thunderous boom, the ground within a radius of ten meters from her shattered and collapsed.

Fang Zhou found it difficult to keep his footing and hurriedly retreated. This eldest sister was too terrifying, a veritable superhuman. He couldn’t afford to provoke her—it was best to run.

“Stop right there!”

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The eldest sister let out a thunderous yell, lifting a huge rock that had fragmented from the ground, as big as a horse carriage, and hurled it towards Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou rolled on the spot, and the large rock whistled past overhead, crashing onto the ground a short distance away, making the entire ground tremble.

This woman was too reckless. Didn’t she worry about damaging the Golden Core as well?

What was even more terrifying was that Fang Zhou’s figure was gradually becoming visible as the thirty minutes had passed, and the Invisibility Potion had finally lost its effect.

The eldest sister eyed Fang Zhou, her lips curving into a slight smile: “I see you now, you little thief.”

Fang Zhou felt a cold sweat break out in an instant.

Oh no, he was done for. Now he was going to turn into fertilizer. This eldest sister definitely had the formidable strength of a Foundation Establishment Realm Perfection, plus a talent for immense power.

Even if Fang Zhou added all of his remaining 14 points of manhood to his strength, he was afraid it wouldn’t be enough to overpower her.

“Master, come save me!”

At this moment, Fang Zhou could no longer pretend to be strong and decisively called for help.

Self-reliance and self-improvement should be time-dependent; what’s the point if you lose your life?

As soon as the words left his lips, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

Fang Zhou, full of question marks, asked, “You got here so quickly?”

The person who had landed held an unfurled scroll in hand and slammed it onto the ground with force.

The eldest child was warily watching this suddenly-appeared individual when she suddenly felt the ground beneath her feet give way, and she began sinking down.

She looked down, panicked to discover that the ground had turned into a swamp.

She tried to jump out, but the mushy swamp didn’t allow for any leverage, and in the blink of an eye, the eldest child was completely submerged in the muck.

The rescuer then turned his head to Fang Zhou and flashed a beaming smile, “Sir, are you alright?”

Seeing this familiar dark face, Fang Zhou opened his eyes wide in surprise, “Han Li, what are you doing here?”

This person was indeed Han Li, whom Fang Zhou had thought had either escaped or perished. He never expected her to be safe and sound, and to come to his rescue at such a critical moment.

“I came over when I heard the noise.”

Han Li answered Fang Zhou’s question, casually picking up the scroll from the ground. Fang Zhou saw that the scroll depicted mountains and rivers; it was actually a painting.

This was certainly a treasure; Fang Zhou refrained from asking further to avoid any misunderstandings.

Han Li’s gaze fell onto the Seven-colored Golden Core hovering not far from Fang Zhou’s shoulder. Although her face showed surprise, she refrained from prying.

Fang Zhou said to Han Li, “We can talk more once we get out. This place is dangerous and not suitable to linger.”

Han Li nodded in agreement. She had been searching for a way out, and now with the fog dissipating and most of the buildings in Lanruo Temple destroyed by the battle between Ling Xiaoyue and the Tree Demon, escaping didn’t seem too difficult.

The two immediately made their move to flee from Lanruo Temple.

The noises from the battle between Ling Xiaoyue and the Tree Demon still came intermittently. The Tree Demon let out roar after roar, seemingly disadvantaged after the Golden Core was stolen by Fang Zhou.

If it weren’t for Xiaoyue acting as a meat shield against the Tree Demon, even with the Golden Core, Fang Zhou wouldn’t be able to escape. And now, the seven brotherly gourds wouldn’t let him off easily—whether he could really escape was yet another question.

“Sir, watch out!”

Han Li suddenly let out a shriek of alarm.

A yellow blur shot towards them at incredible speed. Fang Zhou hurriedly pushed Han Li aside and thrust forward with his sword.

With a clang, the Evil Slaying Sword pierced the yellow-clothed woman’s body, but it made a sound like metal striking metal.

She reached out to grab Fang Zhou, who quickly retreated, simultaneously executing simple swordsmanship techniques. The Evil Slaying Sword left several afterimages as it continuously stabbed at the vital points of the yellow-clothed woman’s body, but it was like stabbing into steel, leaving not even a scratch.

Yellow clothes, impervious to weapons, this woman, whether in appearance or temperament, was extremely fierce, and was without a doubt the steel-boned third sibling.

She relentlessly pursued Fang Zhou, unfazed by the Evil Slaying Sword’s strikes at her vital parts, and even the Evil Qi on the sword seemed to have no effect on her.

Fang Zhou was frantically coping with the situation, and in the blink of an eye, danger loomed. Against someone impervious to weapons, the Evil Slaying Sword in Fang Zhou’s hand was practically toy-like. The third sibling’s strength was no weaker than the Scarred Woman.

While Fang Zhou was fending off the third sibling’s ferocious attacks, he glanced at Han Li, hoping she would quickly take out her treasured item and deal a heavy blow to the third sibling, sending her to reunite with the eldest sibling.

Under Fang Zhou’s expectant gaze, however, Han Li drew her own Longsword and rushed in to help.

Fang Zhou: ???

Little black sister, what on earth are you doing, little black sister?

Quick, whip out your magical treasure and give her a full blast in the face.