The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 95 - : 95. It’s all this damned worlds fault.

Chapter 95: 95. It’s all this damned world’s fault.

Fang Zhou was walking up the Heavenly Ladder, and couldn’t tell if it was an illusion, but he always felt like someone was spying on him.

It probably wasn’t an illusion, since after he had started climbing, other Trialists on the ladder would blatantly or cautiously steal glances at him.

He had long gotten used to being gawked at and eyed like he was a rare exhibit.

After setting his foot on the Heavenly Ladder, Fang Zhou finally realized the problem with this ladder—his attributes had been reduced by a third.

Strength, speed, and constitution all dropped by nearly 10, only his spiritual power stubbornly maintained itself, staying just as high as it should be.

No wonder those who stepped onto the Heavenly Ladder looked so bewildered, slowing down because their Physical Strength had been diminished by the ladder.

If the reduction was permanent, that would undoubtedly be a killer trap, but the Heavenly Sword Sect probably wouldn’t pull such a dumb stunt.

With their Physical Strength reduced, these Trialists were like a bunch of men with kidney deficiency and impotence—no, wait, that metaphor should apply to men.

In any case, all these women looked weak and drained as if their endocrine systems were out of whack. They weren’t very high up before they started panting and sweating profusely; some even sat down and couldn’t get back up.

Fang Zhou passed by them with a bit of schadenfreude in his heart, hmph, serves you right for thinking about men all the time and not training properly. Now you’ve learned your lesson.

He didn’t dare walk too fast himself, to avoid drawing attention, just taking his time, but at least maintaining a steady pace. Almost everyone had left him behind at first, but soon he had passed one Trialist after another.

Then, out of nowhere, a girl started following him closely behind.

Initially, Fang Zhou didn’t mind, thinking that she was just looking for a target to follow, but when he turned back, the girl gave him an honest and simple smile.

But soon, Fang Zhou realized something was off. His spiritual power, boosted by the foot-scratching man, had reached a formidable 9 points. Though it hadn’t broken into double digits, it was still quite high.

From Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment, no one would have cultivated their spiritual power, and even those with exceptional talents were just slightly above average, excluding monsters.

So Fang Zhou could feel the girl’s gaze lingering on his lower body.

Damn, this woman was sneaking a peek at him.

At that moment, Fang Zhou felt a mix of annoyance and amused helplessness.

He turned back to give her a glare, but the girl just kept playing dumb, showing him that naive expression.

If it were some sleazy-looking woman, Fang Zhou would’ve kicked her in the face long ago, but this girl was actually very cute, looking to be just fourteen or fifteen years old, yet her figure was already quite curvy.

Such a promising potential stock, and yet she’s learning to act like a pervert.

Damn this world to hell.

Fang Zhou decided to teach the girl a lesson. To her astonishment, he reached out, pinched her face, and gave it a twist.

“Ouch!”

The girl jumped in pain, looking up only to find Fang Zhou had already sprinted far ahead.

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She gazed vacantly at his retreating figure, a sudden ecstatic expression crossing her face as she hurriedly chased after him, but alas, she couldn’t catch up and soon exhausted herself on the Heavenly Ladder.

Like a gust of wind, Fang Zhou quickly surpassed many other Trialists.

He didn’t know how high he had climbed, but more and more Trialists were collapsing unable to get up; those still persevering moved up inch by inch, but the end of the Heavenly Ladder was nowhere in sight, which was utterly despairing.

Even with a third shaved off, Fang Zhou’s average three attributes were still over fifteen, so this distance was no more challenging than a post-dinner walk, not panting in the slightest.

With fewer and fewer Trialists on the ladder, Fang Zhou quickly encountered Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong.

Both were drenched in sweat, still persisting step by step. Seeing Fang Zhou appear fresh as a daisy, they both widened their eyes.

Seeing their nearly exhausted state, Fang Zhou was puzzled; it’s just a third reduction in Physical Strength—was it that bad?

Both girls were too tired to speak, their clothes soaked with sweat.

Fang Zhou glanced at their chests but remained unflustered, entirely free of any impulses.

The development is still unfinished; the girls need to strive harder.

After accompanying them for a while, Fang Zhou continued upward. He would have liked to stay, but the Heavenly Sword Sect hadn’t announced any specific criteria for the Heavenly Ascending Ladder trial. If he stayed and got eliminated, that would be a complete disaster.

So he could only continue upward to reach a position where he could be sure he wouldn’t be eliminated.

As he went higher, there were practically no people left; it seemed like the entire Heavenly Ladder was devoid of human presence, all but Fang Zhou alone.

Surely he couldn’t have left everyone behind?

No, he hadn’t seen those two girls who loved and bickered with each other yet.

Instinctively quickening his pace, Fang Zhou soon saw the two Heavenly Prides.

Xia Wenqiu and Ji Congfeng.

These two Heavenly Prides also noticed Fang Zhou catching up, and all three were briefly stunned.

Xia Wenqiu and Ji Congfeng were just as sweaty, their clothing soaked as if they had just finished a marathon.

So when they saw Fang Zhou, without a trace of sweat and looking cool, they were momentarily taken aback.

Realizing these two Heavenly Prides were also sweaty, Fang Zhou understood he had been mistaken.

Meanwhile, inside Yuxu Palace, the three decision-makers saw Fang Zhou catching up.

All three were baffled. Where did this man come from?