The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

The thing Dong Xia liked most was to sit and watch Tang Rao; it made her feel especially reassured.

Actually, she didn't even know what it was about Tang Rao that attracted her, but she just liked him.

Perhaps, liking someone is in itself a blind endeavor.

"Tang Rao, is there anything I can do to help you?" Dong Xia asked.

Tang Rao was poring over something on the table, seemingly deep in thought. Hearing Dong Xia's words, he lifted his head.

"No need, having the information is good enough," Tang Rao shook his head and said.

He didn't want Dong Xia to fall into danger.

Once the Soul Capture Pavilion noticed, Dong Xia's situation would become very difficult.

"Are you worried about my safety?" Dong Xia asked with a smile that seemed very happy.

"Yes," Tang Rao nodded.

"I feel very happy," Dong Xia said.

"As long as you're happy."

"However, I still plan to do something for you. Aren't you trying to frame Mei Fanghua? Maybe, I can help you with that," Dong Xia said.

"I said there's no need."

"I insist," Dong Xia stated.

Tang Rao: "…"

"Why do you never know how to respect me!" Tang Rao exclaimed.

"I hope to help you, even though you don't like me," Dong Xia smiled.

Tang Rao fell silent, the hardest to refuse is the favor of a beauty...

"Alright, I'm off," Dong Xia stood up and, without waiting for Tang Rao's approval, disappeared.

"Sigh…" Tang Rao let out a light sigh; he didn't want to owe too much to Dong Xia, because the more he owed, the harder it was to explain.

...

What Tang Rao needed to consider now was how to lure Jiu Zhikong to the First King Star. Without Jiu Zhikong coming, it would all be just armchair strategy.

"Bro, I think this isn't something we can rush. We should still plan for the long term," regarding how to bring Jiu Zhikong over, Zhou Shengdian was surely timid. That's a Judge Candidate Envoy from the Soul Capture Pavilion, how formidable, and what purpose could luring him serve? To court death?

"Xiao Ying, you say," Tang Rao looked at Fang Ying; Zhou Shengdian was unreliable.

"Can't you figure it out yourself?" Fang Ying rolled her eyes at Tang Rao.

"I'm a democratic person; I hope you all can get involved. I've brought you with me because I want to cultivate your clever little minds. Don't get sulky, think hard," Tang Rao said.

Fang Ying pouted, looking quite displeased.

"Jiu Zhikong, just hearing the name it sounds like he's not too bright. Isn't it just about luring someone over? What a trivial matter. Do you have Jiu Zhikong's information? Just find out what he likes and prescribe the right remedy," Fang Ying said.

Tang Rao: "…"

You sure make it sound simple.

"Fine, here's Jiu Zhikong's information, you take care of it! I'm counting on you!" Tang Rao directly projected Jiu Zhikong's information into Fang Ying's head.

Fang Ying was astounded.

"Don't refuse, oh, you swore an oath to follow me, so be good and listen. Otherwise, being obliterated by the Heavenly Dao is not fun, you know," Tang Rao told Fang Ying.

Fang Ying felt uncomfortable all over, like she was going to go mad.

"Alright, I'm off to take action and set traps for Mei Fanghua. These simple tasks, you'd better complete them well, don't disappoint me!" With that, Tang Rao walked away hastily.

Leaving Fang Ying completely perplexed.

"That Ying Ying, I will help you!" Zhou Shengdian earnestly said.

"Who needs your help!" Fang Ying shouted.

"We've all been tricked by Tang Rao; we need to stick together and love each other."

Fang Ying: "…"

...

Tang Rao applied an Illusion Technique to his face once he reached the street. There was just no helping it; his face was far too well-known by now.

"Ah, without Mei Ziqiang, digging a pit for Mei Fanghua isn't easy." Tang Rao felt somewhat helpless.

Speaking of which, Mei Ziqiang was pretty useful, it's a pity he's dead.

Tang Rao wandered without a specific destination in mind, simply lost in thought while walking, until someone grabbed him by the arm.

"Sir, why don't you come and sit in our establishment?" The one who had grabbed him was a woman in her thirties, oozing charm, with enticing eyes threaded with seduction, enough to melt steel into soft silk.

Tang Rao looked up and immediately recognized this as a pleasure house.

In the Seventy-two Domains of the Nine Realms, such places were plentiful. Cultivators, after all, were still human and had their needs.

"This name isn't bad." Tang Rao pointed at the signboard, which read: 'Unmindful of the World.'

Indeed, who would bother thinking about rivers and mountains when lying drunk in a beauty's lap?

"The name is good, and it's even better if you come inside," the woman said.

"I'll go in, but only if you join me," Tang Rao said to the woman with a smile.

"Sir, you must be joking. I'm already faded and yellow. Our girls here at 'Unmindful of the World' are all much more beautiful than this old hag," the woman said to Tang Rao, unflustered as she escorted him towards the entrance.

"I want you to join me, for ten thousand Spirit Stones," Tang Rao said.

"Oh dear sir, I really can't."

"Ten thousand," Tang Rao stated simply, his words coming out effortlessly.

Liu Junxin was slightly astonished; ten thousand Spirit Stones – who was this man? Could he be a young master from some domain?

"Sir, please don't make it hard for me."

"One hundred thousand," Tang Rao said again.

Liu Junxin swallowed hard. One hundred thousand Spirit Stones – heavens, was this guy crazy?

With one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, you could buy half of 'Unmindful of the World.'

"If you agree, then we'll go inside. If you don't, I'm leaving," Tang Rao said.

"Sir, you think so highly of me, Junxin; if I were to refuse again, it would be impolite. Let's go inside," Liu Junxin said as she took hold of Tang Rao's arm, leading him into 'Unmindful of the World.'

Once inside, Tang Rao felt the boisterous atmosphere.

Girls flitted to and fro, lively and noisy.

"Let's find a quieter place," Tang Rao suggested.

"Of course, follow me, sir," Liu Junxin led Tang Rao up the stairs to the most secluded room on the second floor.

The room was spacious and elegantly furnished.

"Please wait a moment, I'll get some drinks," Liu Junxin said.

Tang Rao did not refuse and just sat quietly, waiting with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, face betraying a mischievous pleasure.

Soon, Liu Junxin reappeared.

Carrying a pot of wine, she poured a full cup for Tang Rao.

"Here, sir, I toast to you," Liu Junxin said, holding up her wine cup.

Tang Rao took the wine cup but did not seem inclined to drink it.

"Do you dislike wine, sir?" Liu Junxin asked.

"It's not that I dislike wine; I'm just not too fond of what's in the wine. What's this, Ghost Girl Junxin? When did you start playing with these tricks?" Tang Rao looked up at Liu Junxin.

Upon hearing Tang Rao's words, Liu Junxin's complexion changed immediately, and then, in a swift move, her right hand suddenly grabbed Tang Rao's throat.

Tang Rao didn't dodge because he couldn't; the person before him was a genuine cultivator at the pinnacle of the tribulation phase.

"Who are you?" Liu Junxin frowned, staring intently at Tang Rao.

"Tsksksk, you're really fierce, aren't you? You'll definitely regret hurting me," Tang Rao said.

"Regret? I, Ghost Girl Junxin, have never regretted anything!"

"Damn, auntie master, you're really something, I give you that," Tang Rao said.

Liu Junxin was taken aback, startled, as she released Tang Rao, her eyes wide as saucers.