bookrandom Chapter 471
Chapter 471
"Oh, blush from Tianshui Pavilion." The battalion commander's wife's anger subsided considerably upon seeing it. Tianshui Pavilion's products weren't cheap; the store adhered to one principle: perfection. Their cosmetics didn't have those extraneous effects—nourishing yin and yang, enhancing cultivation, invigorating meridians, or repairing skin injuries without scarring...
It has none of those functions, it only has one purpose: beauty!
That's why many cultivators are reluctant to spend so much money on their cosmetics, feeling it's like throwing away their spirit stones.
Honestly, the lady felt that she needed to at least advance to the Golden Core stage before she could buy these things without batting an eye.
"Where did you get so many military merit points?"
“Madam, a horse won’t get fat without night grass. When I was on a mission, I obtained the corpse of an earth dragon. Its bloodline was still somewhat pure. I sold it to a cultivator who planned to manufacture a large-scale underground troop transport device. This was considered a strategic material, so I got quite a bit of money. After sharing it with the other cultivators, the harvest was still considerable.”
The lady was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, "A dignified captain of the guards, instead of using his military merit points for his own cultivation, he's doing this useless thing. Every inch of cultivation time is precious. If you had used all your merit points to buy materials for Foundation Establishment, you might be able to break through now..."
The lady rambled on, her displeasure visibly evident, and she seemed poised to teach him a lesson.
"Ahem, Madam, regarding your brother's matter before, it was my fault. I promise that nothing like this will ever happen again." Zhong Ming's attitude was quite sincere, and he bowed in one smooth motion.
"Hmph, I'll put this on my record. If anything like this happens again, I'll settle all the old and new scores together." Although the lady was still resentful about Zhong Ming sending her brother to brothels, she also felt a little sorry for Cuihong if it interfered with his cultivation.
She kept thinking to herself, 'Did I act too fiercely and scare him? What should I do...?'
Everyone knows how much the Yanlang Army values this treasure, and she is well aware of it.
'Never mind, let my husband worry about it.'
The battalion commander was "harmoniously" doing gymnastics with the messenger, and it looked like they were getting a lot of exercise.
"Alright, go back now. Remember to keep up the act for a while." The lady gave him the order to leave, and Zhong Ming respectfully withdrew.
As for why I bought Tianshuige blush... well, it was buy one get one free, except I bought an expensive one and got a cheaper one free.
.....
Zhong Ming went to a secluded corner, looked around, stood in the shadows, pinched his cheek, and nodded in satisfaction.
Very good. Xuan Jing, Chen Dahai, Yue Kaishan, the battalion commander, and even the battalion commander's wife did not notice anything unusual.
He was overjoyed.
That day, he broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, and his entire body underwent a complete transformation. Spiritual energy surged into his body like a whirlwind, causing his flesh to swell and his muscles to even separate into fine strands. Pure spiritual energy blew through every cell, carrying away all the impurities and hidden injuries.
Whether it's because Zhong Ming suffered too many injuries or because he's too thick-skinned, this complete transformation caused his entire face to peel off, and new skin to grow.
He looked closely in the mirror, and if he didn't know the truth about the ghost in this ancient mirror, he would definitely think that a ghost had come to deceive him.
Not to mention his handsome features, he has at least transformed from an ordinary working-class man into someone with the appearance of an immortal. He looks about 70% the same as before. His scars have faded, and he has become much fairer. After all, fair skin can cover up many flaws.
Just as he was feeling happy, he saw his old face and suddenly an idea came to mind.
If I were to use this as a mask to cover my face...
That would be a perfect fit; it's my own face, after all. No special processing is needed, and they wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
What if something happened that day? What if I did something wrong, got into a fight with the "righteous army," and got my face bruised and battered...?
I pretended to be an enemy spy and used disguise techniques to impersonate "Quenching Rainbow Master".
Hehe, when you see someone pretending to be someone else, no matter what they did, who is the cleanest and least likely to betray you?
Of course, it's someone who's being impersonated.
Doesn't that mean I've gotten myself completely clean? If I really do manage to escape death, I won't have any psychological burden when I go back.
This mask only underwent a simple refining process; to be precise, it was slightly polished with a mirror-polishing brick and infused with some spiritual energy to make its structure harder. Then he put the mask back on and began testing it with ease.
The test is now over.
In the shadows, he patted his face to make sure everything was alright, took a deep breath, and walked toward his training room.
"I am back."
Upon entering his cultivation room, Zhong Ming was nearly blinded by the dazzling light. The tiny space was bathed in a radiant, multicolored light. Miss Yao had used some kind of magic or array to create a spherical light barrier, so bright that it was impossible to see anything inside.
"Oh my, when will Miss Yao emerge from her cocoon and become a butterfly?" He quickly closed the door and covered his eyes with his hand.
After a few breaths, the seven-colored light barrier slowly descended, and the misty atmosphere slowly rose, with a refreshing fragrance wafting into his nostrils.
Zhong Ming silently put on the scale armor helmet.
"Welcome back."
A languid female voice drifted through the mist. She was leaning on the edge of a wooden bathtub, her long, beautiful black hair draped wetly over her shoulders. Crystalline water droplets slowly trickled down her snow-white skin and dripped onto the floor. Her dreamy, peach-blossom eyes seemed to be looking at Zhong Ming's direction, creating a scene that was both alluring and seductive.
"Quihong~~ You're all back, hurry up and take off your helmets."
"Hmm, I really should be spying... no, I should stick far-seeing and barrier-breaking charms inside my helmet, that way I can get it done in one go."
"Disgusting~"
Miss Yao reached out and splashed water towards Zhong Ming, revealing more of the skin below her collarbone with the large movement.
"The fun lies in the subtlety of being there or not."
The fog filled the entire training room, growing thicker and thicker over time.
Zhong Ming took two steps forward and placed his left hand on the storage bag on his right wrist.
Her brows furrowed slightly as she thought, 'Here we go again, fiddling with his old gun.'
The next moment, Zhong Ming suddenly knelt down on one knee, took out a beautifully packaged box of rouge, placed it in his palm, and solemnly handed it to her arm.
The beautiful woman, leaning over the edge of the bathtub, exclaimed in disbelief and delight, "You really bought the rouge from Tianshui Pavilion!"
He gently lifted her jade-like hand, as smooth and warm as mutton fat jade, and gently placed the rouge in her palm. Then he stretched out his hand and floated it in front of her.
She sat up slightly, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin on her chest. She tilted her head slightly, rested her chin on his hand, and parted her sexy lips slightly, licking Zhong Ming's fingers with her small tongue.
"So, little brother, what reward do you want?"