Fang Zhou transmigrated into a matriarchal cultivation realm where jade-like beauties hold celestial swords - and all the power. His first act? Tearing up his own betrothal contract.
In this world where men were inferior and women were esteemed, the righteous were women, the villains were women, the cultivators were women, and even the gods who created the heavens and earth were women.
Female warriors robbed the rich to help the poor and explored the world with their swords. Men, on the other hand, had to be cautious when going out so that they could protect themselves, lest they be robbed of their wealth and dignity, leaving them with nothing.
Transmigrating into such a world, Fang Zhou, a handsome man who was desired wherever he went, felt immense pressure. Girls wanted to play with him and even tried to capture him and take him home.
For the sake of his own life, Fang Zhou had no choice but to fight against women to the end.
"Get lost, you annoying woman! Don't disturb my cultivation!"


Fang Zhou and Wu family's mother and daughter sat together, eating steaming chicken noodles.


Wu Lin personally cooked, using two old hens to make a big pot, but she ended up eating most of it herself.


A few pounds of noodles and at least two hens went into her stomach, which showed no signs of bloating despite her six-pack abs.


Fang Zhou was thankful that the Heavenly Sword Sect had a large and wealthy foundation, otherwise, not everyone could afford to keep such a woman.


Wu Lin noticed Fang Zhou's gaze, looked down at her own stomach, and laughed, "Taoist Fang, it seems you often stare at my stomach. Do you want to touch it? It moves."


Fang Zhou hesitated for a moment and shook his head.


It's not that he didn't dare, it's just not suitable today, but definitely next time.


While eating the noodles, Fang Zhou finally understood what Wang Xiuzhu's situation was.


Chapter 203 - Can you help me apply some medicine?