The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Tang Rao felt his worldview had been shattered, struck by ten thousand points of critical damage.

He'd always thought Blue Star was nothing more than a backwater, believing it had absolutely nothing to offer.

But these Life Spirit Flowers here... aren't worth much at all!

Even ordinary people can buy a big bunch of them.

Damn it, does it have to be this shocking?

"Wait a minute!" Tang Rao's eyes suddenly twitched as he scanned through his phone's search interface.

What did he see in the recommended section!

"Eternal Vine!" Tang Rao leaped up from the bed, his eyes fixedly staring at the image on his phone.

Here, the Eternal Vine isn't called Eternal Vine, but Centenarian Orchid.

It belongs to the category of rare plants, but... dammit, they're still pretty common and widely distributed.

Some people even cultivate them as a hobby.

"This is... King Flower!"

"Holy shit, Dragon Blood Fruit!"

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

Tang Rao was frantically flipping through his phone, nearly losing his mind.

Many items that are rare sights in the Seventy-two Domains are almost commonplace here, easily purchasable.

"Xiao Rao... are you okay?" Bai Yushu's voice came from outside.

Tang Rao really wanted to say he was not okay, that he had a big problem indeed!

Do you know what this means for a Spiritual Medicine Master?

Given enough strength, with a slightly better Pill Furnace and Dan Fire, he could do whatever he wanted!

Tang Rao didn't want to imagine what would happen if the people from the Seventy-two Domains discovered this place.

The entire Blue Star might just get carved up by various forces, each taking a piece for themselves.

"I... I'm fine." Tang Rao finally responded to Bai Yushu, even though he was already having some difficulty breathing.

It was just too exciting.

His little heart couldn't take it.

"Master, where have you sent me!" Tang Rao muttered to himself.

...

"Alright then, get some sleep early, Xiao Rao." Bai Yushu called out and then left from the doorway.

There was no chance Tang Rao could sleep now; he turned on his computer to go online, then started purchasing various plant and flower books.

He needed to understand the variety of plant names on Blue Star, as the names here were completely different from the Seventy-two Domains.

However, what was somewhat troubling to Tang Rao was that his current strength was too weak to refine those powerful Spiritual Medicines.

He also lacked a Pill Furnace and Dan Fire, both indispensable for refining higher-quality Spiritual Medicines.

"Grandma's legs, if it comes down to it, I'll just forge a Pill Furnace myself once Tang Granddad here gets stronger," Tang Rao said, tapping his fingers as he began to plan his future.

Originally, he thought it would take him a hundred and eighty years to return and take revenge on Mei Fanghua, but now...

If everything goes well, he's confident that he can restore his original cultivation level within ten years.

After all, he doesn't need to spend a ton of effort on improving his Mental Realm, nor on researching how to break through, as he's already attained those; what Tang Rao lacks is Spiritual Energy.

...

The next day at noon, the various plant and flower books Tang Rao had purchased online arrived, since they were all bought within the same city, the delivery was quite reliable.

Twelve volumes in total, each of them thick and substantial.

From ancient texts like "Southern Plants and Trees" and "Compendium of Materia Medica" to contemporary works such as "Flora of Yan Country," everything was available.

After getting hold of these books, Tang Rao moved them all to his room and started to read immediately.

"Damn, this is so slow!" Two hours later, Tang Rao put down the "Compendium of Materia Medica" and complained a bit irritably.

It took two whole hours just to finish reading so little; this efficiency totally sucked.

It was better in the Seventy-two Domains of the Nine Realms; you could buy a Divine Sense Handbook and be done in minutes.

Of course, if someone knew that Tang Rao had finished the "Compendium of Materia Medica" in two hours and remembered every bit of it, they'd probably be shocked to the point of going pale.

"There's still so much, freakin' hell, when I am going to finish all this?" Tang Rao glanced at the massive books piled on his bed and felt the urge to collapse.

"Forget it, I'll read the rest when I have time." Tang Rao checked the time; at this point, Jiang Langyue should be arriving to deliver the old ginseng.

With those one hundred two-hundred-year-old ginseng roots, he could reach the Qi Gathering stage.

Once he reached the Qi Gathering stage, he would be able to refine some really crappy Spiritual Medicine.

Having something was still better than nothing.

Tang Rao took out his cellphone and dialed Jiang Langyue's number.

"Hey, Xiao Yue, where's my stuff? Have you delivered it yet? I'm telling you, you better hurry up, or else I'll get angry!" As soon as the call connected, Tang Rao began to rant.

"Tang Rao, are you referring to that one hundred two-hundred-year-old ginseng roots? Tsk tsk tsk, I have them in my possession now." A man's voice came through the phone.

Tang Rao had heard this voice before; it was the same guy who had sent someone to assassinate him.

Was Jiang Langyue kidnapped?

Tang Rao was pissed, so pissed that he was about to explode.

"Brat, if you insist on doing this, don't blame me for not being nice." Tang Rao was truly infuriated.

In the Seventy-two Domains of the Nine Realms, there was one thing that absolutely should not be done, that was: blocking someone's path to advancement.

What the guy on the other end of the phone was doing, was exactly that—hindering Tang Rao's advancement.

"You can come and get it yourself. I've already sent the address to your phone. Oh, by the way, I should mention: Jiang Langyue and Jiang Langhuan are both in my hands." The man's voice over the phone was extremely pleasant.

Yes, pleasant, soft and mushy. It was truly a pity that such a nice voice was used for such despicable deeds.

"They have nothing to do with me, do what you want with them, I, Tang Rao, just want my old ginseng! I'm telling you, if you damage even one root of the old ginseng, I swear I'll make you pay! Hanging up now!" Tang Rao roared and then hung up the phone.

On the side of a road in the outskirts of Sui City, in an S-class Mercedes, sat a young man with a strange expression.

Holding milk tea in his left hand and a cellphone in his right, his eyes blinking rapidly.

But soon, he suddenly started laughing, leaning forward and backward, almost unable to contain himself, tears streaming down his face.

"Ha ha ha, Uncle Cha, this Tang Rao is so funny! I haven't encountered someone this amusing in a long time!" The young man said, pulling at the seat.

Uncle Cha: "..."

"Oh, Uncle Cha, let them know to leave Tang Rao alive later. I think having him as my lapdog would be especially fun." The young man patted Uncle Cha's shoulder and said.

"Young Master... that might be a bit..."

"Hm?"

"Yes, Young Master, I understand."

...

"Brat! Brat!" On the Ring City Expressway, Tang Rao cursed continuously while fiercely stepping on the accelerator.

The thirty-million-dollar Koenigsegg roared like a beast through the traffic.

Following the GPS, in just half an hour, Tang Rao had already exited the Ring City Expressway and arrived at the far outskirts of Sui City, a desolate place where not even birds would poop or chickens lay eggs.

"Turn right in three hundred meters, then left. Your destination is on your right," the GPS droned on.

Tang Rao didn't listen; he made a sharp turn and parked the car in the adjacent forest.

Then he got out of the car immediately.