She became a god

In the human realm, in the Eastern Continent, at the Bright Moon Pavilion.

"Hey!"

Seeing Feng Hui beside him sighing repeatedly, Ye Qingzhou teased, "You're not going to regret it now, are you?"

Feng Wei sighed, "Women are so rare in the human realm that I don't know how to govern them for the time being."

On the way here, Feng Ai had figured it out: the women's poor living conditions were nothing more than a lack of money or spiritual power.

If appropriate trade routes and economic policies are formulated, and some martial arts techniques are passed on, these women, if they have any backbone and spirit, will surely be able to stand up for themselves.

But she never expected that human women seemed to have bones but no backbone, only able to bleed in cowardice but not daring to show any courage.

Many women in patriarchal countries live lives worse than animals. When they come to a matriarchal country, they should be grateful to their female compatriots who rescue them.

The reality is quite the opposite; many women cannot accept the fact that they have gone from being slaves to becoming slave masters.

Rather than being free individuals, they yearn for and desire to serve as slaves to men of the second sex.

Feng Wei was completely baffled. She asked Ye Qingzhou, "Why do so many women question or even reject the idea that they can be strong on their own?"

Why is it that when many women see a strong woman, their first reaction is not admiration and a desire to become her, but rather fear and disgust, even to the point of betraying and harming those strong women?

Why do so many women not believe they have the ability to support themselves, yet are willing to believe a few sweet words from men who squeeze their living space?

……

After saying a lot of things, Feng Rui couldn't help but guess.

"Could it be that human men have cast a spell on human women, bewitching them and causing them to lose their most basic rationality, which is why they have gradually fallen to their current state?"

Ye Qingzhou laughed, "Don't make excuses for them."

"They are not as weak and stupid as you think, and they are never easily swayed."

"The current situation of male superiority and female inferiority in the human world is entirely created by human women themselves."

"Let's not talk about the complicated stuff, let's just talk about the simplest point: if women can do it, how can the human world become a hell for women and a paradise for men?"

"Women possess the ability to create life, and their survival rate is naturally higher than that of men. If human women didn't abort female fetuses to conceive male offspring, where would all these men come from?"

"The men these women sacrificed themselves and their daughters to protect became the sharpest knives piercing their hearts."

"Some of the knives were gleaming and could kill a woman in just a few stabs."

"Some knives cut flesh secretly, removing the woman's skeleton without leaving a trace of flesh or blood."

Feng Rui sighed, "I have never seen such a stupid, vicious, and miserable woman before this trip."

Ye Qingzhou said, "Just think of it as traveling and broadening your horizons, and stop sighing. This is a mess in the human realm, not something that happened in our demon realm."

Feng Hui nodded. Such a monstrous disaster, if it didn't happen in the demon realm, would be the greatest kindness the heavens could show to their demon realm.

A moment later, Su Mingzhu knocked on the door and entered, and noticed a strange woman with a very strong aura giving her a pitying look.

That glance was so light and quick that ordinary people couldn't even catch it.

However, due to Murong Yan's prophecy, Su Mingzhu was labeled a jinx when she was young, suffered all kinds of bullying, and experienced all the bitterness of the world. She is extremely sensitive to the gaze of outsiders.

She first bowed to Ye Qingzhou, "Greetings, Princess Xu Yao. May I ask how I should address the senior beside you?"

Ye Qingzhou said, "This is Granny Wang of the Phoenix Clan, the younger sister of the Eastern Leader of my sect, and my childhood sweetheart and close friend, Feng Hui."

Su Mingzhu said, "Greetings, Granny Wang."

Feng Wei nodded, having no intention of communicating with her.

Ye Qingzhou laughed, "Ah-Hei, the young lady just called you 'senior,' so it wouldn't be right for you not to give her a gift."

Before Su Mingzhu could refuse, Feng Hui said calmly, "Didn't she eat my golden apple?"

“That doesn’t count. I gave her the golden apple.”

"Then let me ask you, whose is the golden apple?"

"It's mine! You gave it to me, so it's mine!"

Feng Hui chuckled, "It seems you're determined to get a gift for this little one. Fine, then so be it. Little one, hold out your hand."

In an instant, a knife appeared in Su Mingzhu's hand.

"This blade is called Heart Devourer, a top-grade Xuan-level magic weapon. Once the blade enters the flesh, it will cause the injured person's heart to feel as if it is being devoured by tens of thousands of snakes and insects."

Ye Qingzhou rested her chin on her hand and asked curiously, "Ah-Hei, did you secretly poison this knife when you forged it?"

Feng Sui rolled her eyes at her and couldn't help but swear, "Go to hell, you outsiders shouldn't be thinking nonsense. We weapon cultivators have the ability to turn the rotten into the miraculous."

As an expert in the innovation and modification of torture devices, Feng Lei is naturally a tool builder, and an extremely powerful one at that.

Ye Qingzhou shrugged and said, "I'm just proposing a hypothesis. Tell me, wouldn't it be even more difficult for cultivators to guard against if the object itself is poisonous than if poison is applied to its surface?"

"When a cultivator uses his magical artifact to kill, the poison gradually spreads to himself as well. It's quite interesting to think about."

Feng Wei pondered for a moment and said, "This is certainly a fun activity, but... it places extremely high demands on weapon crafting cultivators. Weapon crafting is already a process where injuries are easily inflicted, and to add poison would certainly put a weapon crafting cultivator's life in danger."

"However... in actual combat, this could be a good idea to trap a nemesis."

"The treasure that you love so dearly and rely on for companionship has become a deadly weapon, not only having unexpected effects but also having the effect of attacking people's hearts."

Ye Qingzhou glanced at the restless Su Mingzhu out of the corner of his eye and smiled, "We had a pleasant conversation, but we scared the little girl."

"Chief Su, what brings you here?"

Su Mingzhu said, "There is a matter in the sect that remains unresolved. We request Right Envoy Ye to make a decision."

Ye Qingzhou frowned almost imperceptibly, then smiled faintly and said, "Tell me first. If it is of great importance, I may have to report to the two sect leaders before I can give you an answer."

Su Mingzhu slowly said, "In recent years, the territory of the Zhao Sect has continued to expand, with a large number of followers and an increasing number of women within its jurisdiction. However, many women choose to flee the Zhao Sect..."

Ye Qingzhou interrupted her, "Why did you run away?"

Su Mingzhu said, "They said they could not agree with the doctrines of the Zhao religion. They did not understand why women had to be strong and resented the Zhao religion for depriving them of their freedom as weak people."

Ye Qingzhou cursed, "Stubborn fools, a bunch of bastards who deserve to suffer."

This world is a dog-eat-dog world. If you don't strive to become stronger, that's one thing, but you actually desperately pursue the freedom of the weak. You're just asking for trouble!

Su Mingzhu sighed, "Now those women who escaped are not doing well in the patriarchal country, and they are asking the Zhao religion for help. We have saved them."

"But after they were rescued, disagreements arose within the Zhao Sect regarding how to deal with these women?"

Some argue that since we are all women with similar experiences and hardships, the religion should unite all forces that can be united. They have suffered greatly, and we should offer them warmth and help them live a life as good as that of women in matriarchal societies.

Some believe that once unfaithful, always unfaithful. These women have long harbored thoughts of betrayal; their return is merely a consequence of being beaten and hurt by the men they loved unconditionally, seeking solace from us. However, their hearts still belong to men; remaining in the Zhao religion will only bring trouble.

"Right Envoy Ye, what is your view on this issue?"