The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Compared to Li Yuze, the wicked old woman was even more shocked.

It must be known that the Li Family spent nearly ten years trying to resolve the issue with Yuze, but whether they consulted historical records or sought advice from sects, they came up empty-handed.

There are those with Innate Divine Strength, but that's just it.

No one could clarify exactly what it was, nor could anyone actively strengthen this power.

And yet, Tang Rao claimed he understood.

"Is what young friend Tang Rao said true?" the wicked old woman asked.

"Choose to believe me, and then we shall open our hearts to each other; if you do not believe me, I can help him release his blocked acupoints now, and we'll act as if nothing has ever happened," Tang Rao said with a smile.

The wicked old woman took a deep breath, her eyes fixed on Tang Rao.

"There's no need to look at me like that, my intent is very simple, I admire him and don't want Sui City to miss out," Tang Rao gestured towards Li Yuze.

Of course, what Tang Rao was actually thinking was: High-level bloodline, ah, once properly cultivated, will certainly be a great force. In the future, following me back to the Seventy-two Domains of the Nine Realms, he can fight and grab territory for me, and I can then relax and enjoy beautiful women—a truly beautiful and blissful life.

"As long as you can enhance Yuze's strength, from now on I, Li Jiulan, will forever be your friend," the wicked old woman stated.

Of all the descendants of the Li Family, it was Yuze whom she regarded the highest.

Even though Yuze's strength was not the strongest, and he even couldn't open his Qi Mansion.

"Then it's a deal," Tang Rao grinned, it was quite good to gain the friendship of a Foundation Establishment cultivator at this moment.

"Now, I declare that the winner of this exchange meeting is Tang Rao!" the wicked old woman turned around and shouted.

This time, no one came up to challenge.

Tang Rao's strength was already terrifyingly great; challenging him would be courting disaster. Moreover, with the wicked old woman's friendly attitude towards Tang Rao, stepping forward at this time would risk displeasing her.

"Alright, the competition continues," the wicked old woman said again. Tang Rao had taken the top spot, but there were still second and third places.

Second and third places could also earn recommendation letters for sect selection.

...

By evening, the exchange meeting had ended.

Second and third places were also contended for, with Ye Fengsheng securing third.

As for the second, it was someone from the Jiang Family, named Jiang Bikong, twenty-eight years old, who had even managed to break through to the later stages of Qi consolidation during his fight with Ye Fengsheng.

Originally, there was a banquet after the competition, but in light of the disturbance caused by the Lu Family, the banquet was canceled.

Anyway, everyone chose their prizes, the top three received the sect selection recommendation letters, and then everyone went their separate ways.

Of course, Tang Rao did not follow the Bai Family back, although the Bai Family members appeared very attentive.

After speaking to Bai Xiaotong, Tang Rao boarded the Li Family's carriage.

He had a promise to keep, after all.

Besides, Tang Rao couldn't rest easy until he had taken this little white sheep with a high-level bloodline into his fold.

Eventually, when Li Yuze made a commitment to follow him for X number of years, that would be a job well done.

The place where the Li Family resided surprised Tang Rao; it was actually within a scenic spot in Tiandu. Naturally, the area where the Li Family was located was fenced off and inaccessible to tourists.

Because it was a garden scenic area, the environment was naturally beyond reproach.

The yard was ancient and elegant, with shaded woods and the sound of insects and birds chirping.

...

As soon as he entered, Tang Rao saw a group of people approaching.

There were about a dozen of them, both male and female.

The man at the forefront was a septuagenarian elder, looking vigorous and hale, with a pair of particularly spirited eyes.

Tang Rao did recall this old man in his memory.

He was the Family Head of the Li Family: Li Changqing.

"Big sister, how did it go?" Li Changqing looked towards the wicked old lady and asked with a smile.

"Not a single one made it into the top three. The best result was Ming Jue at fifth," the wicked old lady said indifferently, her mind currently preoccupied with finding a way for Tang Rao to enhance Yu Ze's strength.

Li Changqing's expression changed immediately; the results were unexpectedly poor.

One must understand, aside from Yu Ze, both Ming Jue and Ming Xiao were at the mid-stage of Qi Gathering.

Have the younger generation from all the major families grown to such an extent?

"Hmph, I said earlier we should have let our Xiao Jun go. Yu Ze, well, he can't even open his Qi Mansion. It's really a waste of a spot," said a middle-aged woman standing behind Li Changqing, her words saturated with dissatisfaction.

Tang Rao glanced at the speaking woman and rolled his eyes—each family had its fools.

The Xiao Jun you mentioned must be the one beside you, just at the peak of the early Qi Gathering stage. If he were to really fight Li Yuze, he'd likely just get thrashed.

Besides, Li Yuze possesses a high-grade bloodline, can you even compare?

As for Li Yuze, he bit his lip but remained silent.

"Yu Ze, which place did you get?" the woman continued to ask.

"Eighteenth," Li Yuze answered, his voice cold and hard.

Because he had chosen to fight Tang Rao, he didn't participate in the subsequent matches, which left him ranked last among all those who advanced to the rematch.

"Tsk, tsk, eighteenth place, really lagging behind," the woman said with mock pity.

"Enough!" the wicked old lady scolded lightly. "Ranking isn't so important. Doing one's best is enough."

"Elder sister, you can't say that. With such poor results from our Li Family this time, we must find a reason. Even in failure, we need to know where we failed," the woman said to the wicked old lady.

The wicked old lady's expression changed slightly, her gaze growing colder.

"Zhang Family, mind your tone!" the wicked old lady roared lowly. She normally kept to her peaceful cultivation, and it seemed that her prolonged absence had led some people within the Li Family to start disrespecting her.

"I don't see a problem with my attitude, elder sister. Previously, you forcibly had Yu Ze replace our Xiao Jun. If Yu Ze had truly been formidable, that would be one thing, but now it seems he is far from matching our Xiao Jun. You hold a high and revered status in the family, but that doesn't mean you can show such favoritism," Zhang Xiangqin said unyieldingly.

Tang Rao understood right away. No wonder this Zhang Xiangqin bore such deep grudges; it turns out Li Yuze had taken her son's spot in the competition.

But Li Changqing's attitude was also rather strange. Zhang Xiangqin was speaking against the wicked old lady so defiantly, yet he hadn't uttered a word.

Quite interesting.

"So what do you want to do?" Li Yuze stepped forward, looking at Zhang Xiangqin.

"Hand over the reward you received to our Xiao Jun, and then apologize," Zhang Xiangqin declared.

Hearing this, even Tang Rao, an outsider, couldn't bear to watch any longer.

But this also indicated that within the Li Family, except for the wicked old lady, not a single person defended Li Yuze.

Li Yuze's face was utterly dark; this wasn't the first time Zhang Xiangqin had disgusted him.

"Zhang Xiangqin, don't go too far," Li Yuze said, his voice low, his patience clearly limited.

"Li Yuze, how dare you speak to my mother like that!" Zhang Jun stepped forward, pointing his finger at Li Yuze, almost poking Li Yuze's face.

The wicked old lady could hardly hold back.

But before she could speak, she was pulled back by Tang Rao.

"Why don't I, an outsider, say a few words," Tang Rao stepped forward and stood beside Li Yuze, speaking with a smile.

If it were someone who knew Tang Rao well, they would understand the underlying meaning in his words: he was about to start slapping faces.