The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Upon hearing the Buddhist title that Tang Rao had given himself, the group of bald monks from the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple all felt a bit of a headache.

"Don't..."

It sounded utterly bizarre.

Just think about it, every time they called Tang Rao in the future, they'd have to shout, "Don't."

If said with a bit of urgency, it could be quite unbearable.

"Don't... don't... don't..."

Anyone who didn't know might think something sleazy was happening.

"Tang Rao, are you sure you want to take this Buddhist title?" asked Kuzhu.

"Yeah, I think it's pretty good. All evil in the world stems from desire. Desire is yearning and craving, the root of conflict and slaughter. My Buddhist title 'Don't' isn't meant to change people's desires, but rather to hope that I can resist these things, to have a clear conscience, to stay righteous," Tang Rao said earnestly.

The monks of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple were taken aback.

What Tang Rao said made a lot of sense. No, it was practically the truth.

All things begin with greed, and greed consists of one word: desire!

"After hearing you say that, 'Don't' does indeed contain great wisdom. Fine, from now on, your Buddhist title will be 'Don't'. Budong, bring the monk's token," Kuzhu said to Budong.

Since Kuzhu agreed, Budong had no further objections and took out a green token from his Space Ring, handing it to Tang Rao.

"This is the monk's token, containing almost all cultivation techniques of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple; you can study them freely. Of course, there's one thing I hope you agree to: you're not a monk of the temple, so I hope you don't spread these techniques outside," said Kuzhu.

"Of course, I promise not to divulge a single word," Tang Rao nodded.

Kuzhu's request was very reasonable. Although he had become a monk of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, he was really the Sect Master of the Kao Shan Sect. So, not spreading the temple's techniques outside was perfectly reasonable.

Even if Kuzhu hadn't mentioned it, Tang Rao would have been cautious.

"Alright then, Tang Rao, let's go, let's drink," Ku Song said to Tang Rao, showing great appreciation for him.

"Let's go, let's go drink."

"Tang Rao, uncle, can I join?" Buzhi suddenly asked.

Ku Song looked at Buzhi in surprise, and even Kuzhu was a bit puzzled. Buzhi was his disciple, and he knew him well. Buzhi never liked drinking, even though the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple had no rule against drinking or eating meat.

"Buzhi, do you have something to say to Tang Rao?" Ku Song asked.

"No," Buzhi shook his head.

"Then why come?"

"To drink," Buzhi said.

"You usually never drink, though, do you?" Ku Song asked. He had never seen Buzhi drink before. Every time he and Kuzhu drank and invited Buzhi, Buzhi always declined, saying he didn't drink.

Why was he so eager this time?

"I don't drink the alcohol from the Land of Immortals, but Tang Rao's beer, I'd like to," Buzhi said.

Tang Rao: "..."

It seemed that Buzhi had set his sights on the beer in Tang Rao's hands. No wonder, when he visited Tianmu Peak before, there were many beer bottles on the table.

After tasting the delicious barbecue, Buzhi must have taken an interest in the beer as well.

"Alright then, let's go together," Tang Rao nodded. Since Buzhi was so insistent, he couldn't stingily refuse, could he? That would be too unkind, especially since Buzhi had been so kind to him. It wouldn't be right to deny him some beer. To be honest, Tang Rao's Space Ring contained a whopping ten thousand cases of beer, twelve bottles per case, which was one hundred twenty thousand bottles.

...

After Tang Rao, Ku Song, and Buzhi left, the monks of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple in the hall also departed one after another, until only Budong and Kuzhu were left.

"Uncle, is it really appropriate to let Tang Rao be the monk?" Budong asked Kuzhu.

Kuzhu looked at Budong and smiled faintly, "Budong, you're the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple. I hope you develop wise eyes and a long-term perspective. Do you think Tang Rao is unfit to be a monk? Where exactly is he unsuitable?"

"He's not a monk of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple," Budong said.

"Does that really matter? It doesn't. For the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, it makes no difference who is the monk. What's important is how much future this person can bring to Ten Thousand Buddha Temple. Currently, we're indeed strong with both Ku Song and I here, one could say we're at the pinnacle of the Land of Immortals. But have you ever thought about the future? Like the Kao Shan Sect back in the day, it was so powerful that it was revered. But what happened later? It ultimately declined. If Ten Thousand Buddha Temple doesn't adapt and connect with others, it will follow the same path," Kuzhu said.

"Is Tang Rao that important?" Budong remained perplexed.

"Yes, and he's even more important than I imagined," Kuzhu said, looking afar with a visionary gaze.

...

The next morning, Tang Rao looked at the beautiful scenery on Tianmu Peak, yet his heart ached.

Because yesterday, Ku Song and Buzhi drank nearly five cases of his beer. Yes, those two drank five cases, almost like reincarnated drunks.

That was a full sixty bottles! If everyone drank like them every day, Tang Rao's ten thousand cases wouldn't last long.

"Tang Rao, you're up already? Thank you for the barbecue and beer last night, it was super delicious. By the way, the exchange meeting in the morning is about to start, let's go to the Sancai Peak," Hui Yuan said, coming into the courtyard and addressing Tang Rao with a more familiar tone.

"Alright, gather the guys, have some food, and then let's head out," Tang Rao nodded.

Tie Nutao and he had set a deal today for the trade of the Immortal Emperor's Treasure at one hundred billion.

It's unclear if Tie Nutao had the one hundred billion ready.

That old scoundrel was a high-ranking figure in the Emperor Sect, someone of great status within it. It shouldn't be a problem for him to come up with one hundred billion Immortal Stones.

Even if Tie Nutao didn't have that many Immortal Stones, he would likely borrow them because it was the Immortal Emperor's Treasure.

He could sell it for three hundred billion after buying it for one hundred billion. As long as Tie Nutao had any sense, he would surely agree to the deal.

Moreover, Tang Rao had already asked An Tianhu to reassure Tie Nutao that everything was fine, which likely eased some of Tie Nutao's suspicions about him.

Half an hour later, at Sancai Peak, the Buddhist bell chimed, signaling the start of the second day's sect exchange meeting.

Today, it was still cultivators under thirty years old competing, with the top ten decided in the morning and those ten fighting for the top three positions in the afternoon.

Upon entering, Tang Rao immediately saw Tie Nutao, who waved and greeted Tang Rao from afar.

Everything appeared to be in order.

"Tie Nutao, I'm really sorry, but since you're from the Emperor Sect... if you get beaten to tears later, don't blame me. There's nothing I can do. The Emperor Sect and us have a deep-seated grudge," Tang Rao thought sympathetically about Tie Nutao.