I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

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The second girl with white hair and colorful skirt is Xia Yuanjun. If the Immortal Scripture was given to Baihu by her, and she is Baihu's master, then it is reasonable for her to know the Immortal Scripture, right?

Hmm... Thinking of this, Mu Nanfeng remembered one thing. In the battle of Changjing, the empress dowager finally changed from a young girl to a young woman. That seemed to be one of the externalization effects after practicing the Immortal Sutra to the end and achieving the Immortal Body of Immortality.

So it seems...

Eventually, I will have to see this crazy woman again...Mu Nanfeng frowned slightly, he really didn't want to see this woman again.

After all, this woman is the person who hates him the most in the world, no doubt about it.

Hmm...wait a minute, Mu Nanfeng suddenly thought of a question. This is the master-disciple space. He can force himself to become Xia Yuanjun's master...

That also means that he can punish the Queen Mother harshly like Qin Huali spanked him...

[Ding~ Please don't dream, Qinhua Li can punish you, purely because she is stronger than you. With the host's current strength, do you want to punish Xia Yuanjun? Unless the Xia Yuanjun the host is connected to is the Xia Yuanjun of his childhood]

"Ah, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. So when was Xia Yuanjun in the Nine Phoenix Stone?"

[Ding~ Before the connection, this system does not know. After all, it involves the laws of time and space. This system cannot interfere too much. Everything is up to fate.]

21. The Queen Mother Was Severely Insulted

Changjing, the imperial city.

It was late at night, and the deserted corridors behind the towering palace walls were quiet, but in one corner, a group of people were running away.

"Bam—"

The long stick fell down, and the black-haired girl in the front was hit hard on the back. Her body swayed and she fell to the corner of the wall.

"You little bastard, you still dare to run?!"

A blonde girl ruthlessly pulled the black-haired girl's hair, lifted her dusty head high, and said sarcastically, "You really don't know how to live or die!"

The black-haired girl looked no more than ten years old, with a childish face covered in dust and red eyes as if she was about to cry, but she still clenched her teeth, stared straight ahead with unfocused eyes, and said nothing.

"Where is the spirit stone?" the yellow-haired girl continued to hold the girl's hair and asked sternly.

The girl still didn't speak, just stared ahead in silence.

"You won't say it, right?"

Seeing this, the blonde girl sneered, raised her foot and kicked the black-haired girl hard in the abdomen. Then she stepped back and waved her hand casually.

The next moment, four or five girls from the back rushed forward, trapped the black-haired girl in the corner and kicked her non-stop.

These girls looked young, ranging from eight or nine to twelve or thirteen years old. Judging from their gorgeous clothes, they should be of high social status.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The black-haired girl didn't say a word despite the continuous kicks and punches on her body. She curled up her small body into a ball, hugged her head in the corner and closed her eyes tightly. No matter how the people around her kicked, hit and insulted her, she didn't scream.

Obviously, from the way she protected her vital parts, it can be found that she has long been accustomed to this, and curling up in the corner with her head in her arms is a common occurrence.

In fact, one of the reasons why she was able to hold out for so long without begging for mercy was because she had a special treasure.

It is a stone called Nine Phoenix Stone.

Whenever she was bullied, she would close her eyes and enter the soul space. In this space, not only would she feel much less pain, but she would also not be able to hear the insults and ridicule that were directed at her.

Though there was nothing but darkness.

But she still likes it here.

......

In the boundless dark world, only a beam of light was projected in the center. The girl curled up there, her body trembling and shivering from time to time.

Therefore, the girl did not realize that there was a second ray of light in the world.

A young man in white stood in the light, looking at the girl quietly, frowning in thought.

Because of the girl's fear, the attack from the outside world also loomed in this space. Four or five phantom feet kicked the girl's body randomly, kicking her continuously.

By the end, one could even vaguely see the shapes and faces of the bullies. They looked to be children no more than fourteen years old. Their faces were blurry, dark and distorted, and sometimes hideous, like evil spirits from hell.

"System, search."

[Ding~ Target (black-haired girl)——

Name: Xia Yuanjun

Age: 9 years old

Introduction: The illegitimate daughter of Emperor Si Qing and He Shiren, the future Emperor Si Nan and Empress Dowager Si Nan

Status 1: Cursed by Xin Shijun, becoming blind

Status 2: Being bullied once a week

Realm: Mortal Body

Hobbies: Daydreaming, reading, playing the harmonica]

"..."

Bastard, blind, bully...

What kind of useless female protagonist template is this? Mu Nanfeng couldn't help but complain in his heart. However, this is not the point. The point is... why did the Queen Mother look so miserable when she was a child?

The contrast between her personality and that of a 36-year-old girl is too great.

"Oh!"

The blonde girl stepped on the face of the girl, who was covered in scars and tattered clothes, and a person nearby found a bulging bag from the girl's arms.

The bag was reddish brown with a holy snow plum embroidered in the center. When it was opened, the bright and glittering light filled the deep corridor.

She suddenly closed the bag and said in surprise, "Sister Qun Guang, there are five super-grade spirit stones!"

The blond girl took the bag, weighed it, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go."

She glanced at the girl at her feet, kicked her casually, and then walked away.

It’s deep in the night, the moon is lonely, and the imperial city is quiet.

Even after they all left, the black-haired girl was still huddled in the corner, motionless, as if she was asleep, very quiet.

But if you look at her consciousness space, you can find that she is huddled on the ground with her head tilted to the side, her lifeless eyes already filled with tears.

She didn't want to cry outside, so she could only cry here.

Mu Nanfeng stood silently by the side, and asked in his heart, "System, what happened to her?"

[Xia Yuanjun's biological father is Mo He (a third-class maid). The status of a third-class maid in the harem is not high, even lower than that of some senior palace maids. And a few years ago, Mo He offended a favored maid. Therefore, Xia Yuanjun, as an unfavored third-class illegitimate princess, has been often bullied since she can remember.

And today, Mo He hanged himself in Xuanning Palace, leaving behind only five extremely rare and top-grade spirit stones as relics to Xia Yuanjun.

But these five spirit stones were just taken away by a group of ministers’ daughters who often bullied her.]

"..."

How miserable it was! Mu Nanfeng shook his head and walked forward.

The girl was still sobbing. In this world where she was the only one in it, she completely opened her heart and let the tears flow from the corners of her eyes, meandering all the way to Mu Nanfeng's feet.

"Who?"

Suddenly, her lifeless eyes fixed, she stood up in confusion and listened attentively.

No one answered, but she could hear someone...

Right in front of you.

She tried hard to open her eyes wide, trying to see the blurry scene in front of her, but no matter how hard she tried, everything in front of her was still blurry.

She clutched her dusty skirt, her cute face looking a little nervous. She tilted her head back and gritted her teeth as she asked in a childish voice, "Who are you?"

Still silent.

silence.

Just when she thought she had heard it wrong, suddenly, a hoarse and deep male voice sounded:

"Do you crave power?"

22. Spank the Queen Mother?

"Do you crave power?"

"Do not."

"?"

Mu Nanfeng choked and swallowed the words he had prepared back into his throat. Why didn't this little brat play by the rules?

At this moment, the girl raised her head. Her large eyes were dull and lifeless, but she seemed to be looking straight ahead. She asked in a childish voice, "Are you the evil god?"

"..."

"Why do you ask?"

"This is how the evil gods speak when they appear in the storybooks." The girl pursed her lips and murmured.

"Then you're not afraid of me?"

Mu Nanfeng squatted down and looked quietly into those gray eyes.

The girl seemed to be able to sense the movement in front of her. She subconsciously shrank her neck, lowered her head and grasped the hem of her clothes, and whispered, "Because I'm used to it."

Mu Nanfeng understood that the habit she was talking about was naturally not the habit of meeting evil gods, but the habit of meeting people who were like evil gods.

The evil god might still trade 'fairly' with her, but those people would not. They would bully and rob her at will, squatting in front of the blind her, sometimes teasing and mocking her like a dog, and laughing out loud.

Mu Nanfeng was silent for a while, and continued to lower his voice, making his voice sound like an adult, hoarse and majestic: "Xia Yuanjun, I am not an evil god. I am just a person who responded to the summons of the spirit of the weapon and came here to find a disciple."

The Xia Yuanjun in front of him was only nine years old. With a mortal body, it was naturally impossible for her to know the Immortal Scripture of the Pure Land, so Mu Nanfeng had no choice but to pass his Immortal Scripture of the Pure Land to her so that she could learn it.

After all, from the foreseeable future, we can know that Xia Yuanjun will have mastered the Immortal Scripture of the Immortal Realm in the future, and he is definitely a genius.

"apprentice?"

The girl tilted her head in confusion.

"Yes."

Mu Nanfeng said seriously: "I see that you have amazing roots and are a rare genius in cultivation. You are very suitable to inherit my mantle, so I want to take you as my disciple and help you embark on the supreme immortal path. Xia Yuanjun, are you willing?"

The blind girl looked up blankly, frowning, biting her lips and whispering, "You...you are lying...I am obviously a useless Yin body that is restrained by the five elements, and I don't have the talent for cultivation at all..."

"..."

You don't have the talent for cultivation? Who said that? I, Mu Nanfeng, am the first to disagree! Mu Nanfeng's mouth twitched slightly. The battle outside the Huanhua Palace, the woman's domineering appearance in colorful clothes with a holy dragon around her body, was still fresh in Mu Nanfeng's memory.

"Don't worry, if the master says you have talent, then you have talent!"

"Eh? For...for the master?"

The blind girl was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and said in panic: "I...I haven't said I want to be your disciple~"

Mu Nanfeng ignored her and threw the Immortal Scripture to her directly, saying seriously:

"This is the technique that my master has spent his entire life researching. It is the Immortal Immortal Scripture, which is considered one of the top techniques in the entire Tiannv Continent. Unfortunately, I am unable to practice it for some reason. So, in order to prevent the inheritance from being cut off, I have searched all over the world and finally found you, Xia Yuanjun. Today, I will pass on this sect's most important classic to you. Please be sure to keep it safe!"

The blind girl foolishly took the immortal scripture, then quickly pushed it back, saying in panic, "This... such a valuable thing, I can't accept it..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are my direct disciple, why can't I accept you as my disciple?"

The blind girl hung her head and put her hands behind her back, refusing to take the immortal scripture no matter what.

Mu Nanfeng looked at her in confusion, wondering if he was too proactive.

"What? Do you still think I'm an evil god?"

She lowered her head and whispered, "No, it's just that I... I don't deserve it..."

"?"

"I, people like me..." She lowered her head and murmured softly.

"Here!" Mu Nanfeng stuffed the immortal scripture into her arms, then clamped her jaw tightly, making her poor little face look up, and said coldly: "If you look down on yourself, who else will respect you?"

The girl opened her lips slightly and looked up blankly.

Released her jaw, Mu Nanfeng stood up, looked at the scarred girl at his feet, and said calmly: "There is a saying that poor people have cheap lives, and whether they can live or not is not up to themselves. But there is also a saying that my life is determined by myself, not by God.