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!"


Night Mouse was confident: "Just lure away these Living Corpse Soldiers in the middle, I've done it before, it's very simple."


Fang Zhou reached out and patted Night Mouse on the shoulder: "Then I'll leave this simple task to you."


Even though I indeed want to lure away these Living Corpse Soldiers, isn't it a bit rude for you to be the first to bring it up?


Night Mouse finally understood Fang Zhou's personality.


Night Mouse said grudgingly, adjusted his cloak, and walked straight into the square.


The Living Corpse Soldiers wandering the square noticed the moving figure that was Night Mouse, but they didn't pay much attention and continued their aimless pacing.


Under the influence of the Clothes of the Dead, these Living Corpse Soldiers obviously mistook Night Mouse as one of their own.


Night Mouse walked up to the Living Corpse Soldiers, removed his cloak, and exposed the scent of a living person.


Chapter 430 - Chapter 430: Not Even a Bird Is Spared