"so……"

An Qinghuan felt regretful, as she believed An Zhengzheng was a good match for him. Unfortunately, An Zhengzheng always had her own ideas, a point that was almost universally agreed upon.

Even the clansmen approve.

An Yirou had told her more than once that An Zhengzheng had always been very opinionated since she was a child, and once she made up her mind, she never changed it.

But this was the only unexpected event in An Zhengzheng's life.

Because Zheng Xiaosha, the son of Hai Guniang and Huang Shi Niangzi, visited them more than once.

"I'm sorry, I really don't think it's suitable."

An Zhengzheng politely declined their offer once again.

Because she had specifically gone to read Madam Huang's book, An Zhengzheng's attitude towards the two of them was not as cold as before.

The book contains an unprecedented description of female power. In modern times, some might call it the first "feminist novel" in the cultivation world in the past thousand years.

Unfortunately, Madam Huang passed away last year, but An Zhengzheng still held some respect for her children.

“Miss An…”

Zheng Xiaosha said very sincerely, "Girl, you must know how many female cultivators' fates you have changed. We hope that more people can see your power."

He asked An Zhengzheng, "What is the belief that supported you in establishing the Hundred Women's Pavilion?"

Upon hearing this, An Zhengzheng was stunned.

At this moment, the reception room was quiet and still. Through the gauze window, An Zhengzheng could still see the figures of the two little girls, An Qinghuan and An Yirou.

They were secretly eavesdropping through the window.

When Zheng Xiaosha asked this question, they exchanged a glance.

Actually, they were also puzzled. They were all girls from the An family, so why didn't they have An Zhengzheng's temperament?

Everyone is waiting for An Zhengzheng's answer.

An Zhengzheng was stunned for a long time. What should she say?

Was it the faith and belief that her revolutionary family gave her in her past life? In her past life, the An family controlled resources that most people could not have, so naturally they had to bear greater responsibilities.

A person's value lies in giving. — This was her belief.

But she can't say it in this world.

She could only say, "My faith is in the goddess Nuwa."

"Nuwa is the creator goddess who mended the sky, saved the world, created all things, and created humans from clay... Everything in the world was created by her, and all things are equal. Everything I do is simply to follow the will of Nuwa."

These words were so bold that they silenced everyone present.

The goddess Nuwa... that's such an unrealistic claim! Who in the cultivation world truly has such sincere faith?

The sea maiden asked with some curiosity, "Are all things equal?"

An Zhengzheng nodded: "Yes."

Zheng Xiaosha said, "When we came, we heard that your mother is pregnant. If she gives birth to a younger brother, will you treat him the same way?"

"To me, sisters and brothers are all equal. If I love Yirou, I will surely love my younger sister or brother in the same way."

She truthfully stated, "It's just that the An family might not be able to treat their 'younger brother' the same as everyone else."

An Zhengzheng views all things equally, but within all things there are distinctions of high and low, noble and base.

All she could do was offer compassion to the vulnerable as much as possible.

She believes that women are weak, not because she thinks women are inherently weak, but because they are forced into a weak position and are thus artificially made into weak.

So she tried her best to correct it artificially, using her meager strength.

The sea maiden asked her, "I've read through the Hundred Women's Pavilion magazine, so I suppose you also know the importance of creating momentum..."

"Is your strength really enough, young lady?" Zheng Xiaosha asked her. "Since you have such beliefs and aspirations, why can't you say so?"

"How many female cultivators in the world have had their destinies changed because of you? Don't you wish for more and more female cultivators to join your ranks?"

"You should understand the principle that 'give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.' My mother is the same kind of person as you. Why not let more female cultivators become like you?" Zheng Xiaosha said sincerely.

These words actually stirred An Zhengzheng's heart.

After seeing the two off, An Zhengzheng, unusually, returned to the Hundred Women's Pavilion and repeatedly read Madam Huang's book.

Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Yes!

Everything she and Madam Huang did was to help the female cultivators escape their prison, but they never taught them how to be someone who helps other female cultivators.

An Zhengzheng saved them one by one, but did not tell them how to save others.

She was expanding the ranks of those being rescued, but not the ranks of those rescuing people.

"Go, go and call them back!"

An Zhengzheng made up her mind.

Both Hai Guniang and Zheng Xiaosha were very happy.

In the days that followed, they came every day to ask about the details, to pay attention to the development of the Hundred Women's Pavilion, and to the plight of the female cultivators.

"Are all women in the world exceptional?" They were astonished. "Is this the truth of your shop?"

While I was surprised, I spent more than two months organizing it.

When it was time to put pen to paper, Hai was very nervous and came over to An Zhengzheng, saying, "Girl, I'm so scared!"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to write down your story."

Seeing her nervousness, An Zhengzheng couldn't help but comfort her: "It's okay, I believe you can do it."

Seeing Hai's nervousness and even trembling hands, An Zhengzheng gently patted her and said, "I heard that the stories you wrote in the past sold very well. You must have the corresponding ability. Don't be afraid."

"It's thanks to Zheng Xiaosha and his team for editing so well." Miss Hai was almost in tears.

Ever since Madam Huang earned spirit stones from publishing storybooks, she trained her son Zheng Xiaosha to take over the storybook shop.

Nearly 70% of the storybooks on the market come from Zheng Xiaosha's shop, and their visit to An Zhengzheng this time was something they had planned together.

An Zhengzheng knew this too, and comforted her, saying, "You have this ability to write, I believe you will write well."

She consistently showed more compassion, encouragement and support to the religious order.

"When I get back, I'll buy all the storybooks you publish," An Zhengzheng said to her.

The sea maiden was very confused: "Come back, where are you going?"

An Zhengzheng plans to go to the Cold Fire Pool, which will probably take some time.

When the girl from the sea told her this, she was shocked: "Going to the Cold Fire Pool is like being burned by fire and tempered by cold; every part of my body aches as if I'm dying..."

“I’m not afraid of that.” An Zhengzheng winked and smiled. “The most important thing is that it can help me improve my cultivation level quickly. I really want to ascend as soon as possible and visit the Goddess Nuwa.”

Perhaps we can have some exchanges.

An Zhengzheng quickly packed her things and headed to the legendary Cold Fire Pool.

That is the center of the cultivation world.

An Zhengzheng rode the mutated tiger there, and the further he went into the center, the fewer people there were.

The closer I got, the more pain I felt.

"roar--"

The mutated tiger refused to leave; it was in too much pain.

An Zhengzheng didn't force it, but simply said to it, "If you can't take it... then go back."