The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy

Boom boom boom!

Golden beams of light rapidly shot through the tunnel, then flew back, creating a dense curtain of swords in their coming and going.

The soft and plump bodies of the Maggot People clearly couldn't withstand the bombardment of sword light, and upon being pierced, they immediately exploded like juicy fruits, spraying a large amount of foul-smelling black liquid.

Aside from the explosion noises from the sword light hitting the tunnel, there were also the "pchi" sounds emitted when the Maggot People were shot, which were hair-raising to hear.

Under the cleansing of sword light, many Maggot People fell like grass, but more still surged forward, relying on sheer numbers to suppress Fang Zhou's attacks, gradually closing in.

Upon reaching a certain distance, these Maggot People opened their mouths and spat black liquid at Fang Zhou, resembling water arrows.

"Be careful, that black liquid is poisonous!"

Night Mouse, hiding in a hole, hurriedly shouted a warning.

Without Night Mouse's warning, Fang Zhou knew instinctively that the Maggot People's saliva was untouchable. He quickly summoned the Xuanyuan Sword, forming two continuously rotating circles of swords in front and behind him.

The black liquid hit the sword circles and was immediately rebounded back, shooting into the crowd of Maggot People.

Even though the black saliva was spat out by the Maggot People themselves, it caused them injury when reflected back, with their plump bellies being corroded into large holes when struck.

Fang Zhou didn't even need to attack further, merely using this defensive retaliation method to cause severe casualties among them.

However, the Maggot People gradually realized the danger and stopped their self-destructive behavior, continuing to crawl forward recklessly.

Fang Zhou resumed his sweeping attack with the sword curtain, simultaneously operating Vast Yang Qi and Ripple Divine Skill, unleashing golden ripples that wreaked havoc on these disgusting creatures.

Since coming to this world, Fang Zhou had always felt stifled, restricted at every turn, until this moment where he could act freely and without fear of being discovered by some Hei Long or eyes.

The number of Maggot People killed was overwhelming, their shattered corpses nearly filling the tunnel.

The black liquid flowing from the corpses flooded the ground, oozing towards Fang Zhou's location.

Fang Zhou flew into the air, continuing his unmatched mowing down.

Gradually, the Maggot People seemed unable to endure the losses, or they were merely blocked by the corpses, retreating like a tide, and the rustling noise slowly faded away, restoring peace to the tunnel.

What was left behind was a scene ten times more gruesome than a slaughterhouse, with countless broken bodies piled up together, black liquid flowing everywhere, and a nauseating stench permeating the air.

If killing monsters could level you up, this area brimming with creatures would be an ideal grinding spot.

However, the combat strength of these Maggot People was too low; killing a hundred of them might not even match a single high-level monster's value, suitable only for low-level accounts to farm, not for a fortunate player like Fang Zhou.

Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword back, though it was covered in something, he still poured Sword Lake Water from a gourd to thoroughly cleanse it inside and out.

Having slain so many revolting creatures was even more disgusting than falling into a cesspit; if not properly cleaned, might as well use it as a stirring stick in shit in the future.

The Xuanyuan Sword trembled suddenly as if sensing Fang Zhou's thoughts, almost splashing him with water.

"Hey, are you discontent?"

Fang Zhou glared at the Xuanyuan Sword, confirming that this sword definitely understood his words.

Not only could it understand, but it could even sense the thoughts he hadn't spoken out loud.

This realization made Fang Zhou somewhat anxious; all his secretive thoughts were being eavesdropped on by the Xuanyuan Sword?

Hmph, so you were pretending to be dull to plot against me from the start?

"Such pure Spiritual Energy."

Night Mouse emerged from the hole, stepping on the ground.

The black liquid instantly covered his ankle, yet he didn't notice a thing, instead tightly fixating his gaze on the Sword Lake Water poured from Fang Zhou's gourd, eyes filled with obsession.

Night Mouse had lived in this decaying world for untold years, relying solely on death-laden Spiritual Energy for survival.

Like the pure and clean Spiritual Energy contained in the Sword Lake Water, he hadn't smelled anything like it for many years.

Fang Zhou put the Xuanyuan Sword away, glanced at Night Mouse's ankle, then smiled and said, "After we're done, I can give you some of this water, though I don't have much."

Indeed, not much, only about two swimming pools worth, and when gifting it, you can't say it has little value, or you won't be happy giving it, and the recipient won't be happy either.

Night Mouse's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Really?"

He quickly rubbed his hands, embarrassed, saying, "That would be terribly impolite; surely this water is very precious."

"Of course it's precious; it's the Sword Lake Water, known as one of the five greats of the Righteous Alliance, and one of the Heavenly Sword Sect's three giants... ahem, of the Sword Lake, and only I could get a bit from her, that big shot is quite stingy."

Fang Zhou was honest about the origin of the Sword Lake Water without exaggeration: "You helped me so much, it's only right to give you some, no need to be polite."

Night Mouse, having long forgotten about the outside world, couldn't recall anything about the Righteous Alliance or Heavenly Sword Sect, but since Fang Zhou said so, he didn't hold back.

Speaking of gifts, the atmosphere became even more harmonious, and Fang Zhou used Ripple Divine Skill to clear a gap through the Maggot People corpses piled in the tunnel, passing through together with Night Mouse.

The location of the Sublime Church quickly arrived, with a platform connected to the bottom of the tunnel, allowing one to take an elevator directly into the church's interior.

Fang Zhou swiftly saw the platform, the space here was large, a crossroads leading to tunnel passageways extending to unknown locations.

The top was a channel resembling a deep well, stretching straight upwards to the surface, with weak light visible and thick chains hanging vertically from above.

At the lower end of the chains was the platform, which looked like a simple hanging bucket.

Fang Zhou and Night Mouse didn't need to use the platform, they could fly directly up through the top channel.

Flying up, Night Mouse explained the Sublime Church's internal situation to Fang Zhou.

The Sublime Church was divided into three sections: the small church, courtyard, and large church, with an independent structure within the large church, with the Black Broken Sword located in the lower level of the independent structure.

Where they were now flying up from the platform was inside the small church, needing to pass through the courtyard to reach the large church.

Additionally, there was an irritating piece of bad news for Fang Zhou: there were many eye defense guns inside the church, so they couldn't fly recklessly or they'd get shot down.

While speaking, the two had already flown up through the platform channel, returning to the surface.

Above was a narrow interior of a building, with only a locked door leading outside.

Fang Zhou dismantled the locked door, causing a commotion that made Night Mouse hold a finger up to his lips, desperately gesturing for silence.

"Lower your voice, there are quite a few monsters inside the chapel, it'd be troublesome if surrounded."