The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

In the courtyard, Tang Rao pursed his lips, looking at Fang Yanran wearing a veil.

Beneath the veil, Fang Yanran's eyes were also fixed intently on Tang Rao.

"Swoosh!" Suddenly, Tang Rao lunged forward, appearing directly in front of Fang Yanran, his right hand fiercely pulling her close, their bodies suddenly pressed together.

It all happened too suddenly, Fang Yanran couldn't react in time.

"Since... you love me madly, why not, let's get to the point!" Tang Rao leaned close to Fang Yanran, and although separated by the veil, both could feel each other's breath.

The man's muddled scent mingled with the woman's delicate fragrance.

"I mean, sometimes you wear a human skin mask, other times it's a veil, why can't you bear to be seen?" Tang Rao reached out, touching Fang Yanran's cheek through the veil.

Delicate, smooth, slightly cool.

"Let go of me!" Fang Yanran struggled.

Unfortunately, Tang Rao was much stronger than her.

"Tang Rao, give me the token back, and I will let you go now." After failing to scold him, Fang Yanran's voice became soft, maybe Tang Rao was the type that responded better to a gentler approach.

"The token... I really didn't take your token." Tang Rao shook his head with a smile—he wondered why this girl cared so much about that token, what secret it might hold.

He, Tang Laohei, loved uncovering secrets the most.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what you look like. But, with such a good figure, it must be pretty good. Let's have a look." Saying this, Tang Rao reached out, preparing to lift the veil.

"Get away, don't touch me!" Fang Yanran suddenly went a bit crazy, her hands continuously striking Tang Rao.

"Damn, just taking a look won't kill you."

"Don't! Let me go! Let go of me!" Fang Yanran's fists, raining down blows.

Tang Rao also became angry, utterly annoyed.

Abruptly, he grabbed Fang Yanran's hands, holding one with his, and with his other hand, he swiftly reached out and fiercely lifted the veil.

The snow-white veil, drifting in the breeze, slowly floated down.

And Tang Rao, saw Fang Yanran's face.

A classic beauty's face, the skin indeed very fine, snow-white and delicate, almost without visible pores. A pair of pitch-black eyes, like gems; a high-bridged nose, crimson lips, brilliant white teeth…

But, on the right side of her face, there sat a horrific, massive scar.

Like a twisted little snake, starting from the corner of the eye, stretching to the chin. The scar was a vivid red flesh color, twisted and repulsive.

Tang Rao's mouth hung open, his expression somewhat dull.

"Bang!" Fang Yanran pushed away the stunned Tang Rao, her tears in the corners of her eyes crystal clear.

"Bastard!" Fang Yanran bit her teeth and cursed, picking up the veil from the ground and turning to run out of the courtyard.

Watching Fang Yanran's retreating figure, Tang Rao felt somewhat uneasy inside.

It wasn't that he thought the scar on Fang Yanran's face was ugly, but because, his actions just now seemed to have really hurt Fang Yanran.

Why she wore the mask and the veil, was because she didn't want others seeing the scar on her face.

Just now, rather than saying he lifted Fang Yanran's veil, it would be more apt to say he forcibly tore down Fang Yanran's dignity.

"This is really troublesome now." Tang Rao felt somewhat troubled.

"But this scar... is a bit strange." Soon, Tang Rao furrowed his brows again.

Although he only saw it for a moment, that scar indeed seemed quite unusual.

First, it definitely wasn't congenital, as congenital scars would not appear as flesh-colored. Second, it didn't seem to be caused by a sword; it couldn't be poison either, as if it were, Fang Yanran's entire face would likely have rotted...

What exactly caused it, Tang Rao couldn't determine right now, but perhaps on closer inspection, he could find out some clues.

But for now, it seemed Fang Yanran probably only felt resentment towards him.

"Tomorrow I'll go find Bai Lian, and get to her through Xiao Bai Lian." Tang Rao muttered, going directly to find Fang Yanran probably wouldn't work.

In the following time, Tang Rao began... well, started to take a shit.

Can't help it, I ate hundreds of Blood Spirit Pills before, and there's too much residue from the Spiritual Medicines in my stomach.

I must expel it from my body, otherwise… I might get… constipated, I guess…

Pooing—Tang Rao also employed Spiritual Energy, squatting for a solid half hour. When he came out, he felt the entire courtyard stank.

The birds and insects in the courtyard stopped chirping, probably smoked out by the stench.

But... who cares…

After reaching his bedroom, Tang Rao took out all the Spiritual Medicines from his body, including seven pieces of Nine-leaf Blood Ginseng Fruit and fifty-five Blood Spirit Pills.

The Blood Spirit Pills are not small, and that's all he could carry on him.

The fifty-five Blood Spirit Pills are from the King of Ying Yang's Spirit Hall, less effective, one providing seven hundred units of Spiritual Energy, totaling almost forty thousand units of Spiritual Energy.

Adding the seven pieces of Nine-leaf Blood Ginseng Fruit, it would be a total of one hundred eleven thousand units of Spiritual Energy.

"Maybe, I could try for the Foundation Establishment, but…" Tang Rao looked at the seven Nine-leaf Blood Ginseng Fruits and felt a pang of heartache.

Such rare items, just using them to enhance Spiritual Energy alone feels like a waste.

"Knock knock knock." Just as Tang Rao was grappling with his dilemma, someone knocked on his bedroom door.

Could it be that chick Fang Yanran coming for revenge?

"Young Master Tang, I am Liu Heyi, sent by the Valley Master to deliver some items to you," a middle-aged man's voice sounded from outside.

Liu Hexagon? Dammit, might as well be Liu Heptagon, where are the gourd brothers... what kind of weird name is that.

Tang Rao opened the door and saw a middle-aged fellow with graying temples, looking around fifty years old, with an air of integrity, seemingly very trustworthy.

"Young Master Tang, here are the items," Liu Heyi handed over a box he was holding.

"Uh, what is it?" Tang Rao asked.

"Young Master Tang will know once you open it, I will take my leave now," Liu Heyi didn't say much, bowed, and then helped Tang Rao close the door.

One minute later.

"Oh man, why do I just love Yin Yang Valley so much!" Tang Rao's voice rang out.

Indeed, what Fang Rujing had sent him were all Spiritual Medicines.

Fifty Blood Spirit Pills, and fifty unknown white Spiritual Medicines with better effects, each providing two thousand units of Spiritual Energy.

"Let's get started!" Tang Rao didn't waste words and started popping the Elixir Pills into his mouth.

Occasionally he even drank some water, then patted his chest to swallow the pills.

Time passed, it was already midnight, and in front of Tang Rao only five Nine-leaf Blood Ginseng Fruits remained, he had eaten everything else.

"Finally full." Feeling his Spiritual Energy nearing its burst point, Tang Rao breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Yes, finally full, you trash, why are you so slow!" Suddenly, a voice echoed in Tang Rao's mind.

"Who! Who! Who is it!" Tang Rao almost jumped up.

"Who, who else could I be..."

Tang Rao: "..."

He almost forgot, his Spirit Embryo had already developed spiritual wisdom due to the Spirit Marrow.

"That, didn't you say you'd only show yourself when I reach Foundation Establishment?" Tang Rao muttered.

"Without me, could you even reach Foundation Establishment? Hehe..." the taunting voice of spiritual wisdom came through.

Tang Rao: "..."

Bloody hell, you seem pretty sassy.

"Fine, you're the boss, I won't move then, let's see how you manage to get me into Foundation Establishment," Tang Rao huffed, what a ridiculous spiritual wisdom, too arrogant.

"You stay still then, you're not scaring me!"

"Damn it, come on, let's hurt each other!"