"Senior Sister, don't stir up trouble."
"Okay, sure."
Senior Sister Wen Yu said she would listen to advice.
An Zhengzheng stared intently at her junior sister and asked, "Have you ever thought that you are a ghost, and that one day your lifespan will come to an end?"
"How will the world function at that time?"
The junior sister was stunned. Her lifespan was not short; compared to a human's hundred years, she could live for three or four thousand years.
However, looking around, human descendants continue uninterrupted, and it is impossible for them to end in three or four thousand years.
Moreover, given her physical and mental exhaustion, it was impossible for her to have such a long lifespan.
The junior sister had no life experience; she was formed from countless vengeful spirits, all of whom were pitiful girls lacking worldly experience.
She said, "There's always a way."
Her magic can bewitch people's minds.
"For example?"
An Zhengzheng is a pragmatic person; she can't stand the idea that "there's always a way."
The junior sister immediately thought of An Zhengzheng. She smiled and said, "Like you, Senior Sister Zhengzheng. I've read all your magazines. We're the same kind of people."
Even without me, you're still here. Stay with me.
An Zhengzheng did not agree with this decision; if this was a viable plan, its drawbacks were obvious.
“You haven’t solved the fundamental problem. If I become an immortal, I cannot interfere in the mortal world. If I do not become an immortal, adding me will only prolong the time.”
"Because I also have a limited lifespan, what will you do then?"
An Zhengzheng never believed that this was the right path.
She found the best solution many years ago: to let the world see the possibility of women inheriting family businesses and the possibility of women becoming goddesses.
Therefore, An Yirou needs to be nurtured, and An Zhengzheng needs to become a god.
That proved the power of women, both spiritually and practically.
"Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth," Marx said.
The junior sister clenched her fist: "Then let's train more women."
"How can you train them? They have no mind of their own; they've already been bewitched by you."
"Don't you have another disciple?"
The Tower of the Baby Girl is the place that Junior Sister guards, so naturally she wouldn't abandon it.
That day, Awei put down the candy, and she naturally saw it.
An Zhengzheng sighed.
"What makes you think that the path we're on is the path Awei wants to take?"
If Awei is single-mindedly focused on revenge, why should An Zhengzheng ask Awei to give up revenge and instead choose to bewitch the entire cultivation world?
"What if Awei doesn't want to?"
Junior Sister: "..."
"How could she not want to? She was raised by you!"
An Zhengzheng laughed: "Then I am still a girl who grew up in the An family. When my mother was wholeheartedly planning my marriage, she also thought it was because she wanted the best for me."
In her mind, her daughter's cultivation of the ruthless path was a recipe for ruin.
The junior sister said, "...That's different!"
An Zhengzheng asked her, "Then what do you think constitutes the same?"
My junior sister doesn't know either.
"You say I'm the same as you, but I think we're different."
An Zhengzheng thought of An Yirou and asked her junior sister, "Do you think you're good to Yirou?"
The junior sister couldn't possibly be unaware of An Yirou. In her memory, she was a poised and generous woman who took over her sister's business and treated the female workers well.
"Perhaps it's a good thing. In her memory, she is no longer the neglected second young lady of the An family, but the cherished only daughter. Taking over the family business is only natural."
An Zhengzheng vaguely recalled An Yirou's bright eyes when she wanted to do business with her back then.
Her tone was gentle and calm: "But do you know when Yi Rou was happiest in her life?"
"It was when she used her small strength to bring hope to the female cultivators in distress. Her awakening and hard work gave her a sense of value in life, and when she reached the end of her life, she did not lament that she had accomplished nothing."
The junior sister's face turned pale.
What do you mean by that?
“What I mean is, you have destroyed her value in life. There are also thousands of female cultivators trapped here, who were supporting themselves for the first time in their lives, only to find themselves living in an illusion.”
“Every step Rou has taken has been meaningful. Perhaps you can create an ideal world where women are superior to men, just like a mother would, and let her live in an illusion.”
“But you can’t let every woman after you live like this. When we grow old, even if there are successors to take over, they can’t make any mistakes.”
An Zhengzheng told her the coldest truth: "You and I, the younger generation, may not have the experiences we have. They may be lonely, they may be curious, but if any of them manage to bewitch one of them, the world that has been bewitched will one day be overthrown."
"Just like a patriarchal world, as long as one woman awakens, when the time is right, there will be a day when she will be pushed to change things."
Things will eventually return to the current predicament.
"No one can single-handedly provide for the needs of countless women, and a single drop of water cannot sustain countless lakes. Moreover, that drop of water has neither the obligation nor the capacity to do so."
An Zhengzheng calmly stated the best solution she had come up with since her transmigration: "The only way is to condense the power of countless water droplets."
This is An Zhengzheng's proposition.
She was unwilling to explain how unreasonable both female supremacy and male inferiority are.
Because none of these can remain on the throne forever.
The junior sister was very disappointed in An Zhengzheng. She shook her head and said, "Impossible."
She insisted very stubbornly, "Senior Sister Zhengzheng, that's impossible."
"Men cannot understand women. They are hypocritical, vicious, like venomous snakes and rabid dogs, waiting for the opportunity to cut off a piece of a woman's flesh."
"Women...are only more inferior than men. Their inherent submissiveness, stupidity, and baseness make them submissive to and dependent on men."
She loathed this world!
"Does this mean we have to endure the deaths of countless unjustly murdered baby girls just for the sake of a thousand An Yirous?"
An Zhengzheng's progress is too slow. In this long war, countless women will continue to suffer discrimination and miscarriages.
She simply couldn't wait!
Perhaps it was An Zhengzheng who exposed the junior sister's inner panic.
Because she discovered that when her life ended, everything would return to normal.
She won't accept it!
The madness of the thousand-year-old ghost, and the plaintive lament of the infant girl's soul, which had accumulated resentment for thousands of years.
Behind the junior sister, countless long hairs fluttered in the wind.
"Second Senior Sister, why don't you go and take a look too?"
"Look at that world..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com