"There is only one thing I pursue: that under the same circumstances, there should be no difference based on whether one is a man or a woman."
An Zhengzheng turned her head to look at the crowd. They came and went, men and women, a microcosm of life.
"Whether a child is a girl or a boy, they are all your own children and receive the same education and treatment."
"When working, there are no different wage standards or selection criteria based on gender."
"And so on, many, many more."
“If a man is strong, his problems are often not problems, and the bride price is even less of a problem. But if a man is weak, he may be oppressed by strong men, but when he goes home, or even meets a woman on the street, he can instantly become strong.”
Because he has preferential treatment in terms of resources, physical support, and legal protection... the favor of fate.
The women were taught not to fight, to be pale, thin, and weak, and to be the weak ones.
"A woman, whether strong or weak, has to face the possibility of being harmed on the road, the gossip, and the problem of not having the right resources from birth."
An Zhengzheng said with a sneer, "So Zhou Xu, your predicament is not because of women, but because you are afraid of becoming the weaker one among men."
Even weak men know how terrible it is to be oppressed by men.
Moreover, weak men are treated like slaves by strong men, while women are treated like slaves by men. Within the same social class, women face more discrimination than men.
They don't even need to be in the same social class.
Weak men can scrutinize strong women, as long as they smear them or frame them.
For example, statements like "No matter how many skiing medals a woman wins, it's worthless because she can't have children due to uterine coldness" or "No matter how high her achievements in dance are, she's a failure if she doesn't have children" confine a woman's value to childbirth, completely negating her life's worth.
An Zhengzheng has always wanted only one thing: fairness. Just like the question her clansmen asked her on the day she refused to be included in the family genealogy.
"Zhengzheng, what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Uncle, I want fairness."
She was simply putting her beliefs into practice.
"Zhou Xu, do you really think I ruined you?"
When An Zhengzheng asked this question, Zhou Xu's face turned pale.
He hadn't even finished processing what An Zhengzheng had just said.
"I...I don't know."
He didn't know!
"No, you know, you just don't want to face it."
An Zhengzheng truthfully said, "I relied on my own abilities to go from nothing to becoming the top scorer in the joint entrance examination and the champion of the trials. I studied under a master, started a business, and helped others..."
She believed she had acted in accordance with her conscience in everything she did.
“Yet I have been attacked by the world, by you and your family, and betrayed by my mother’s clan. What have I done wrong? Just because I am a woman, yet I have done what men do, and even better than you?”
"I...I don't know, I don't know!"
Zhou Xu was already reluctant to face it, but An Zhengzheng's gaze towards him was so calm.
The two withered bamboo stalks stood silently on An Zhengzheng's face, as if they were about to pierce the entire sky.
She didn't complain or resent it at all. She never even took revenge on the Zhou family or on herself!
Or rather... she simply wouldn't bother wasting her time on people like them.
Zhou Xu turned around and fled in disarray.
For the first time ever, Zhou Yu'er didn't chase after them. She stood there, stunned, lost in thought.
An Zhengzheng stopped paying attention to her.
That's all she can do.
Stroking the Buddhist prayer beads in her hand, An Zhengzheng walked back to the Hundred Women's Pavilion.
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"Hey, old man, aren't you going to come out and discuss this?"
Outside the cave of Immortal Wushang, Immortal Suotang was tired of sitting at the entrance.
He gazed at the blue sky with a hint of resentment.
"What am I supposed to do if your mad disciple suddenly shows up?!"
Master Suotang was very worried.
From inside the cave, Master Wushang's voice came: "You can say it right here."
Why do we have to come to your door?!
“Isn’t this important? An Zhengzheng isn’t just my disciple anymore. If you don’t care, I won’t care either. Let her be an orphan.”
Suotang Zhenren said angrily, "Now her family has turned against her, and the entire Bai Nu Ge relies on her. So let's not bother with her and let her fend for herself."
"She has no backing left! The only female cultivator in our Siyue Sect who might become a True Person Master is about to fall!"
Not content with that, he added provocatively, "Let's all sink together with this cultivation world that will rot into a mess a thousand years from now."
As expected, these words moved Master Wushang.
The door to the stone cave slowly opened.
Whether it was Suotang Zhenren's imagination or not, he always felt that even the stone wall had a hint of resentment.
"Wow, they're all wrapped up tightly."
Looking at the Wushang Zhenren in front of him, who was covered from head to toe in a blue Taoist robe, revealing only his human outline, Suotang Zhenren felt a sense of novelty.
The robe had only two holes showing, one for the eyes, to allow for clear vision.
If An Zhengzheng were here, she would definitely say: Look, it's No-Face!
But An Zhengzheng wasn't there.
This is a grand assembly held by two masters for their disciples.
"Couldn't you have said it on the jade slip?"
Master Wushang sat at the stone table like a block of wood, his toes under the blue cloth already digging into the castle.
Looking at this socially awkward person, Suo Tang Zhenren immediately became interested.
"Isn't this Master Qingxu asking us to face each other?"
After saying that, he circled around Master Wushang once more.
This made Wu Shang Zhenren tremble with fear.
"Get to the point!"
"Okay, okay, tell me."
Master Suotang immediately spread out the paper in his hand.
The name An Zhengzheng is stained with blood.
"Look, she got involved in karma and karmic entanglements. The little tiger had just come into her hands when it indirectly killed someone."
Master Wushang didn't even glance at him, and said indifferently, "...He deserved to die."
It's obvious without even thinking who An Zhengzheng indirectly killed.
Master Wushang had previously cultivated two schools: the Path of Ruthlessness and the Dharma Sect.
If it were his master, a Jurchen from the Siyue Sect a thousand years ago, it wouldn't just be indirect killing; they would even form teams to directly request Heavenly Dao Talismans to kill him.
This is the elegance of female cultivators a thousand years ago!
An Zhengzheng, currently the most daring female cultivator in the cultivation world, is actually going to indirectly kill someone.
I don't want to stay in this wretched cultivation world for even a day longer.
“He deserved to die, but our disciple was foolish; he didn’t even know to apply for a Heavenly Dao Talisman from the sect.”
All seven major sects are qualified to apply for the Heavenly Dao Talisman, which means they can uphold justice and even take lives on behalf of Heaven.
"Is she confused, or are you confused?" Master Wushang sneered under the blue cloth. "Do you think that if you really applied for the Heavenly Dao Talisman, the Heavenly Dao wouldn't protect the male cultivator?"
An Zhengzheng is too insightful; she has no hope for the will of Heaven.
"No, this cloth is so thick, how do you breathe?"
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