The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Are you an ancient Ancestral Taotie Spirit Root?"

Zhou Shushu suddenly stopped in his tracks and asked.

This curiosity was so sudden that Tang Rao couldn't quite grasp what they really wanted to say.

"How did you know?"

Thinking it over, Tang Rao felt he might've been redundant; why shouldn't they know? For beings of their power, what couldn't they know?

As he walked inside, looking around.

The road was paved with Immortal Stones, flowerbeds built with Immortal Stones, and buildings constructed with Immortal Stones.

The fragrance of Immortal Stones filled the air everywhere.

Tang Rao couldn't help but admire the grandeur of the predecessors.

"What are you looking at? You have more Immortal Stones than I do. Building a residence like mine is no big deal for you, right?"

Uncle Zhou finally stopped in his tracks, standing at the door, smiling at Tang Rao.

"No way, I'm just a pauper. Participating in the trials is my path to changing destiny. Don't think you can coax anything out of me; I'm really broke."

Tang Rao recalled that Uncle Zhou hadn't answered his previous question and reminded him, "So, how did you know about my Spirit Root? You're not an Ancestral Spiritual Root like me, are you?"

The Four Great Spiritual Roots, each line different, and the likelihood of meeting a similar Spirit Root is extremely small.

"I could tell at a glance. Our Spirit Roots are the same; both of us have Taotie Spirit Roots, but you are ancestral, and I'm not."

Reflecting on how after all these years, he was less fortunate than a kid, Uncle Zhou felt a pang of envy.

If he had Tang Rao's Spirit Root, he would've reached the Third World long ago.

"I see, so our Qiongqi Spirit Root is quite remarkable. Look at you, reaching such heights; I must achieve your level at your age."

The flattery from Tang Rao was so resounding that Uncle Zhou beamed with delight.

"Reaching my level at my age?"

Uncle Zhou laughed out loud.

Were Tang Rao's words true, he'd really want to squander his own Spirit Root.

Tang Rao was puzzled; was reaching Uncle Zhou's level that strange? Why did Uncle Zhou seem so disappointed with Tang Rao?

"You're not that old; would I be even more impressive at your age? Wow, it's unfathomable."

For the first time, Uncle Zhou heard someone say he was young. Although he was countless thousands of years old, Tang Rao couldn't discern his age from his appearance, only his strength.

"Given how sweet-talking you are, I will tell you."

Uncle Zhou waved his hand, and a tea table appeared between the two.

With another wave, the spot where Tang Rao and Uncle Zhou were standing was no longer outside but indoors.

Tang Rao was sure he hadn't moved, and yet with just a wave of Uncle Zhou's hand, the entire spatial layout had changed.

Tang Rao wanted so much to learn this trick. When he returned to the Kao Shan Sect, he could reconfigure its buildings at will. Sharing a room with his wives wouldn't be an issue.

"In an era beyond reach, the Taotie was still an intact beast with unparalleled, pure bloodlines until Pangu created heaven and earth. The Four Great Divine Beasts ascended to the heavens, and as time flowed, they aged, and their bloodlines continued as your Blue Star's do. Ancestral descendants possess pure and noble bloodlines, while collateral bloodlines lack the same value, though ours still surpass others."

Tang Rao had heard these tales from Chen Tuan often, and hearing them again from Uncle Zhou enriched his knowledge further.

"I wonder if you've heard of the Third World; this is why I seek you today."

Tang Rao initially thought Uncle Zhou's lecture was over and considered it uninformative, but the four words "Third World" sparked his brain cells.

"I've heard of it, but what does that have to do with the Third World?"

"The Four Great Spiritual Roots are the preferred criteria for entering the Third World. As long as you meet certain standards and have one of the Four, the entry barrier to the Third World is halved, at least. Unfortunately, my time hasn't come for it; ancestral roots are highly sought after, while ours, sigh."

Someone as formidable as Uncle Zhou envied a young man in his early thirties like Tang Rao.

"Senior Zhou, your strength is overwhelming. Entering that place should be easy; with my weak skills, I've never worried. What are you concerned about?"

He clicked his tongue twice, seemingly mocking himself.

"My strength has capped here. You're favored by both Jixing and the Goddess Clan Leader. Regardless of the trial's outcome, your life will undergo tremendous change upon leaving the Ice and Snow World."

Uncle Zhou only said this. The so-called Heavenly Mechanism should not be shared; he'd already divulged more than he should.

"Senior, you haven't mentioned how me reaching the Land of Immortals benefits you. What's your angle?"

Tang Rao never believed in good fortune arriving without reason. Uncle Zhou, who had shared so much without setting terms, obviously wanted Tang Rao to voice it himself.

"Hehehe, according to legend, reaching the Third World allows one ancestral Taotie bloodline to bring three other Cultivators along. Take me, will you?"

In all his years, Uncle Zhou had never uttered such shameless words.

Take him?

Can an ancestral Taotie take only three Cultivators? Only three?

What about his wives, Old Crane Li Ze, Chen Tuan, Chen Ajiu, and the Kao Shan Sect brothers?

No way, just three is too few. If he were to the Third World, he had to find the decision-makers.

If just three, Tang Rao might as well bring none.

Even in the Land of Immortals, he could make a name for himself. Though not unmatched, he could reach upper-middle levels and comfortably enjoy life within Kao Shan Sect's territory, rather than abandon family and friends like before, starting anew.

"No way, three are too few. I need at least hundreds to go. Uncle Zhou, given your age, you must know ways to take many. Provide me with one, and I'll consider taking you."

At these words, Uncle Zhou couldn't hold his tea, spluttering it onto the ground.

"Hundreds? Entering the Land of Immortals once in a century is rare, and you want hundreds? Why not unlock the gateway between worlds?"

Indeed, it was just a joke from Uncle Zhou.

Unexpectedly, Tang Rao took it seriously.

"Right, why should I bring everyone? I just need to unlock the pathway between worlds."

Feeling smug over coming up with this solution.

"You're not joking, right?"