Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3062: 3062: He’s Really Speechless

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Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
The brothers banter about the mute Little Junior Sister from the Bright Moon Sect, who remains a troublemaker despite her condition. They observe the Saintess Sect's cult-like worship in the Seasonal Moon Plane, where even lowly disciples are idolized. Determining to destroy the sect before opening the passage to Huayan Peak, they note enmities from factions like the Bright Moon Sect and disdain from clans such as the Min Family.

Regarding cultivation levels, certain members of the Saintess Sect boast superior ones that remain unbeatable for now. But once their own cultivation advances as well?

In that case, using his personal methods, he could crush the Saintess Sect outright without any issue.

“I think we should handle this Saintess Sect as quickly as possible.”

Qian Yizheng pondered the matter and decided that a vicious group like the Saintess Sect brought the utmost shame upon the Seasonal Moon Plane, prompting him to voice his opinion.

“From the moment we stepped into Saintess Sect territory, we've witnessed men abusing their wives—beating and berating them freely, while constantly holding up Saintess Sect disciples as examples and devaluing their own spouses as useless!”

Even though he was just a boy, those sights filled him with rage.

The Saintess Sect truly treads a warped and demonic path. Why else would its women tolerate men in their domain insulting and battering wives so casually? Doesn't that clash directly with their sect's tenets?

Nevertheless, Saintess Sect disciples were observed defending those men, insisting the wives failed to properly tend their husbands, thus provoking the easy beatings and scoldings.

They even pretended to help the women by advising wives to submit more fully to their husbands.

He reckoned that explained why men so foolishly idolized Saintess Sect disciples—elevating them sky-high and genuinely thinking women incapable of handling anything alone.

Yet none of it actually involved the Saintess Sect disciples. They simply chimed in with a few words. The pitiful wives were the ones serving the men, not those disciples.

“How many days do we stay here?” Little Nuonuo inquired.

“Tomorrow morning, we head to the city hosting the Saintess Sect,” Qian Yizheng answered.

“Then have Min Yi quietly scout the number of Saintess Sect disciples. When the time comes, we'll eradicate them all, not sparing a single one.” Little Nuonuo gestured across his throat.

He simply loathed the Saintess Sect folks. The mere sight of their sect uniforms grated on him terribly. Oughtn't such depraved factions be wiped out swiftly, or else that nagging unease persists?

“Our power falls short right now; let's cultivate first and probe the Saintess Sect's inner workings indirectly,” An Yilu suggested.

Regrettably, their group lacked even one girl. One might slip into the enemy ranks... but no, even if present, she mustn't hazard it. Girls warrant protection, not such perils.

‘Knock knock knock’

Knocking echoed from outside the door.

“Come in.”

The voice revealed Min Yi's return, so they bade him enter at once.

“Gentlemen, I've confirmed we can leave tomorrow morning—is that alright?” Min Yi entered and questioned straightforwardly.

He'd found the earlier dispatch of the alchemist quite amusing. Hadn't the Bright Moon Sect's little junior sister sensed anything off?

If it were genuinely an antidote, would the alchemist scribble it down so casually?

All know an alchemist's pill formula stays deeply guarded. Peeking at one proves tougher than ascending to the heavens, yet they swallowed that tale of medicating for forty-nine days?

One wonders if their minds lack a few screws to buy such rubbish. He felt completely speechless.