I Originally Wanted to Interact with You as an Ordinary Man

This Women's Country... the horses are so slow.

Wu Wang's carriage, pulled by two Mystic Horn Horses, had only a simple canopy and was open on all sides, offering little comfort.

After half a night of bumpy travel, they hadn't even covered a few hundred miles.

In the latter half of the night, they arrived at an inn. Before Wu Wang could find a room to rest, he was surrounded, three layers deep and then some.

The wooden building of the inn nearly collapsed under the surging crowd!

The most common phrases Wu Wang heard were these:

"Is that a man?"

"Wow, it really is a man!"

"Look, they're not any different from us."

Utterly unoriginal.

Of course, some of the bolder, more excitable older women tried to touch him or tug at his clothes.

Wu Wang endured as best he could, dodging left and right, while the archers brought by Fengge repeatedly shouted:

"This is a man to be presented to the King! You'll be held responsible if he's harmed!"

This situation was understandable, really.

If a woman were to go to the 'Husband Country' in the Western Plains, she'd likely receive similar treatment.

After an hour of commotion, Wu Wang finally secured a secluded room and was able to meditate on the bed.

The inn and its surroundings gradually quieted down, though some women still lingered nearby, peering and hovering around the inn.

"Seriously! It's just a man! Everyone's acting crazy."

Fengge's complaint came from outside the door.

The General, carrying a wine jar and slightly tipsy, kicked the door open and barged in, shouting:

"I've guarded the capital and the borders for so many years, can't I enjoy myself first?"

Wu Wang's old face flushed red, and he expertly raised a dagger to his throat.

Fengge's 'drunkenness' instantly vanished. She sulkily sat by the window, curled her right leg up, hugged her knees, and took two long drinks from the wine jar.

Wu Wang sniffed the air... the alcohol content wasn't high.

Fengge mumbled, "Rest quickly. We'll continue our journey at dawn. We should reach the capital around noon."

"Aren't you resting, General?"

"What, are you afraid I'll make a move on you while you sleep?"

Fengge chuckled, "You're overthinking it. Presenting you to the King is the real important matter. I wouldn't lay a hand on the King's treasure."

This was a good opportunity for some probing.

Wu Wang smiled, "I feel like the people of this Women's Country are simple and honest. Ruling here must be quite easy, with no need to worry about ambitious ministers."

"That's right," Fengge patted her chest. "Anyone who dares defy the King will have to deal with me first!"

"Still, don't be careless," Wu Wang said earnestly. "Human hearts are fickle. Power has always been intoxicating since ancient times, and there's never been a shortage of those coveting the throne."

Fengge waved her hand dismissively.

"Impossible. You don't understand our Women's Country. Our King... she is the most perfect being."

A hint of starlight appeared in the General's eyes as she looked up at the ceiling beam and murmured:

"She is so beautiful, always has been, beautiful and kind since childhood. She doesn't want any of her subjects to suffer."

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow, filing away the gathered intelligence in his mind.

It seemed this Fengge was a trusted general of the Queen of the Women's Country. Her demeanor just now was clearly genuine.

The night was not peaceful.

While Wu Wang meditated to stabilize his qi, Fengge continuously reached out the window, pushing down the girls who were peeking in.

The next morning, just as the Sun Star rose.

Wu Wang got up and walked to the window. He looked down and saw young women lying scattered on the grass outside, either knocked unconscious or fast asleep.

Ah, this...

Wu Wang mentally noted it down in his little black book, adding a notch of hatred towards whoever had cursed him with 'Maiden Contact Sleep Syndrome'.

Looking out the window, he could see vast expanses of rice paddies.

Distant rolling hills, shimmering terraced fields, and also many orchards and tea plantations, along with some cattle, sheep, and Spirit Beasts grazing.

Villages dotted the hills, and cheerful laughter could be heard from early morning.

Wu Wang's eyes glowed silver-white. He could see women practicing martial arts in the woods, women washing clothes by the stream, women gathering firewood and boiling water, and women bare-chested butchering livestock.

From his vantage point, from children with their hair in knots to stooped elders, everyone was a woman.

This isolated kingdom is rich in resources and prosperous. Judging by the atmosphere in the military camp yesterday, it doesn't seem like a country on the verge of rebellion.

Wu Wang pondered for a few moments, several guesses surfacing in his mind.

The Hall of Ten Evils had infiltrated?

That didn't seem right. This was the Western Plains, a territory ruled by Primordial Deities, which put them in the same camp as the fierce gods behind the Hall of Ten Evils.

Although the Women's Country was a Human Domain nation, it was similar to the Northern Plains' Great Wave and Bear Hug tribes, with little connection to the Human Domain.

Moreover, the Women's Country had a national barrier. While there were certainly ways in and out, this place was isolated from worldly affairs and had no entanglements with external interests.

Could the 'rebellion' the elder mentioned be a struggle among the powerful?

With these questions in mind, Wu Wang boarded the carriage and admired the scenery along the way, subtly trying to glean information from Fengge.

Days since leaving the elder aunt's side. He missed the tea she personally brewed.

The day after leaving Senior Shennong Shi. Tsk, practicing alone was truly wonderful.

The population of the Women's Country was quite substantial.

Villages and towns were adjacent, with ample land and sparse forests. Roads connected them, and the main thoroughfares were wide.

Occasionally, one could see a city or two, and beyond the city walls, there were always large residential areas.

"This place is truly carefree."

"Of course," Fengge replied, a hint of pride on her face. "Our country is like this. We don't have many enemies outside, and everyone lives in harmony. It does get a bit boring sometimes, though. Look ahead, and once we round that hill, you'll see our capital."

Wu Wang looked up. Before him lay a slope covered in short grass and wildflowers, with distant, dark mountains visible at the horizon.

Wu Wang exclaimed, "What a wonderful place."

Fengge chuckled, "Hehe, you'll be living here from now on. You can come out with our King more often and enjoy the scenery, the moon, and the flowers."

Wu Wang smiled but said nothing.

Just then, a large contingent of cavalry emerged from behind the hill. Female guards, clad in white cloaks and golden armor, galloped along the main road.

Fengge raised her hand, signaling the convoy to stop. The archers retreated to the roadside.

A shout came from a distance, "General Fengge! Is the man in the carriage behind you?"

Fengge laughed, "He's here! Is the King impatient? To send you all out!"

The faces of the approaching female guards changed drastically, and they shouted urgently:

"General, retreat quickly! The King sent us to save you!"

"That man is a Fierce Beast in disguise! They are cruel and merciless! They've already spread panic in the capital!"

Fengge turned and glared at Wu Wang, her eyes filled with confusion.

Wu Wang was also bewildered, but his Spiritual Sense had already entered the rings on his hands, ready for a strategic retreat at any moment.

The dozens of guards dismounted at a distance, drew the swords at their waists, and nervously surrounded the carriage, forming a tight circle around Wu Wang.

Judging by these guards, they must have been carefully selected, as they were all exceptionally beautiful.

But the killing intent emanating from them was undeniable. They were all focused, as if Wu Wang were about to rip off his clothes and transform at any second.

What was it like to be surrounded by a group of beautiful young ladies?

Wu Wang, being a Young Master, had seen such scenes many times and remained calm. "There might be some misunderstanding, ladies. I'm nowhere near as skilled as General Fengge."

"Um," Fengge interjected, "Don't rush, everyone. Is there some mistake? I captured him at the border. I don't know how he passed the national barrier, but his strength is quite ordinary, and he has no background. He's a cultivator from the Human Domain."

Wu Wang: ...

She called him ordinary? He used to major in the Star Invocation Technique!

The leading guard in golden armor immediately said, "General, you may not know, but there is already a man in the capital! This man somehow found his way into the capital, and we don't know when he arrived. When we caught him, he was in a citizen's bed!"

Wu Wang's mouth twitched. That ominous feeling had indeed come true.

In the Women's Country, apart from men like himself who were proper and had a strange illness hanging over their heads, everyone was so enthusiastic. Few could control themselves.

One of the golden-armored guards gritted her teeth and cursed, "It has now been confirmed that at least sixteen citizens have suffered under his poisonous hand, losing the opportunity to enter the Sacred Pool and conceive the next generation!"

A guard beside her grumbled with unconcealed envy, biting her silver teeth, "Damn it, why didn't I encounter that man first."

The group of guards immediately looked over. The guard who had accidentally spoken her mind quickly added, "If I had, I could have killed him with one sword!"

All the guards nodded in unison, continuing to express their righteous indignation.

Wu Wang also felt a surge of indignation... Sixteen people! What a beast!

Then he heard:

"The Grand State Preceptor has consulted the most ancient texts of our tribe and seen the Whispers of the Gods."

"God said: Men are all liars. There isn't a man in this world who isn't fickle. Men deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces. Men are born to hurt women! Men are fierce beasts!"

"Uh, what?"

Fengge was also a bit confused. She looked at Wu Wang, then at the group of guards.

The guards immediately prepared to swarm Wu Wang and finish him off quickly.

"Wait," Fengge mused for a few moments, "What did His Majesty say?"

A guard immediately replied, "His Majesty said that the State Preceptor is correct."

"How can men be fierce beasts?"

Fengge said, "We are women, and women correspond to men. If men are fierce beasts, aren't we also fierce beasts?

The population of the Human Domain is many times larger than ours, and they rely on men and women to conceive offspring.

As for losing the ability to conceive the next generation..."

Wu Wang reminded her, "It should be that they have already slept together, and have consummated their marriage. Perhaps your Sacred Pool has a rule that only virgins can bathe within it."

"Yes, I remember there seems to be such an ancient saying," Fengge pondered, pinching her chin.

Wu Wang coughed and stood up from the carriage. The guards around him instinctively took a few steps back, and the archers not far away tensed their bows.

Wu Wang said loudly, "Everyone, I must correct a common misconception for you.

The man you captured does not represent all men, and neither do I.

But I am different from him; I am a proper man! I follow the teachings of the ancient sages of the Human Race! I am by no means someone who acts on lust, forgets profit for lust, or forgets duty for lust!"

A guard immediately said, "Here it comes, a man's sweet talk!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone, let's attack together!"

Wu Wang still struggled with all his might, "I support you cutting that man into a thousand pieces, but please do not stigmatize the word 'man'!

Being born human, male or female is not our choice, nor is it our distinction!

We are all part of the Human Race and bear the great mission of racial reproduction. A person's character is not determined by whether they are male or female, but by themselves!"

The golden-armored guards looked at each other, their expressions changing.

An older female guard suddenly sighed and said firmly, "This man absolutely cannot be kept alive. Without even physical contact, he can change our minds with his words.

He's bewitching people, kill him!"

"Kill! Kill!"

Wu Wang looked around and saw that the archers had already drawn their bowstrings, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes.

"Alas," Fengge wanted to speak and stop them, but suddenly hesitated again, feeling extremely troubled and complex emotions swirling in her mind, unsure how to handle the situation.

Just then!

The guards let out exclamations, and Fengge also caught sight of a faint glow. She looked up towards the source of the light.

A pair of transparent Star Wings hung in the air, extending from Wu Wang's back.

Wu Wang sat cross-legged in mid-air, enveloped in a soft white light. A purple crescent moon appeared on his forehead, and his entire being exuded a sacred aura.

"Alas, it seems I can no longer hide my identity.

I am the Young Master of the Northern Plains Bear Hug Tribe, the only son of Cang Xue, the head of the Northern Plains Seven-Day Sacrifice. I am also the youngest Great Star Sacrifice and Moon Sacrifice in the Northern Plains in ten thousand years. Now, by the command of the great Star God, I travel the Great Wilderness, searching for the Star God True Scripture to save the world.

I passed through your territory, hiding my identity to avoid trouble, and also to see if the scripture I seek is here.

Here are my credentials, and the handwriting of the Northern Plains Seven-Day Sacrifice. Please, Women's Country, verify my identity."

As he spoke, several orbs of light flew out from Wu Wang's sleeve, hovering before the leading female guards.

Fengge's mouth, which had been open, could not close. The guards looked at each other, their gazes falling on the orbs of light, where they saw parchment scrolls and crystal balls.

Wu Wang sighed slightly, "General Fengge, please do not mind. I had originally intended to interact with you as an ordinary person."

"Are you truly a divine envoy from the Northern Plains?"

"You could say that."

The atmosphere in the area immediately became delicate.

Thus, half an hour later.

A brand-new, magnificent carriage appeared in the middle of the road, adorned with canopies and banners, pulled by six horses. Golden-armored female guards escorted it on either side.

Fengge had also changed into the full armor of a Great General and rode on horseback at the forefront.

Long before they reached the majestic city walls of the Women's Country's capital, the sounds of welcoming drums and horns could be heard from afar. Young girls in their prime, holding flower garlands and barefoot, danced gracefully on the wide street within the city gates.

Wu Wang sat in the carriage, his expression serene, his eyes closed in meditation, a faint soft light surrounding him.

As they approached the city walls, people filled the area both inside and outside. The main street within the city was covered with a red carpet, stretching from the city gate all the way to the magnificent royal palace.

Suddenly, Wu Wang opened his eyes and looked up at the figure hanging outside the city wall.

This was that man.

At this moment, he was covered in vegetable leaves, barefoot, with his head hanging low. As if sensing Wu Wang's gaze, he elegantly shook his head, trying to move his long hair aside. Upon seeing Wu Wang, he immediately froze.

Wu Wang was also taken aback when he saw the man's face.

Just because I glanced at you once more in the crowd...

"Bear, Bear, Bear, Brother Bear!"

The hanging man shouted at the top of his lungs, struggling with all his might. "Brother Bear, save me, Brother Bear! It's me! Ji Mo! Old Ji! Your sworn brother Ji! Brother Bear, save me! I'm innocent! I didn't even touch a single woman from the Women's Country!"

Wu Wang's forehead was covered in dark lines. He suddenly turned to look at the female guards beside him.

"Is he the one you were talking about wanting to cut into a thousand pieces just now?"

The guard respectfully replied, "Divine Envoy, yes, it's him!"

"Are there any technical difficulties with cutting someone into a thousand pieces?"

Wu Wang smiled gently and said softly, "If you haven't done this before, I can offer some ideas. A fishing net is an indispensable tool when carrying out a thousand cuts."

The guards' eyes immediately lit up.