Peerless Conceited God

"Pay the tolls!"

The soldier looked at Tang Xiaohu with jealousy.

"What's the use of being handsome? At best, you're just a pretty boy." A tall man with an unflattering appearance revealed his chest muscles and said, "Do you see that? Men should be like that."

The soldier stopped Tang Xiaohu and spoke in a mocking tone: "This is not enough, the mayor has set a rule that when noon comes, a person has to pay twenty gold coins to pass."

Seeing that Tang Xiaohu's skin was white and tender, that he was gentle like a weak woman, he had an expression of 'I'll definitely eat you up', and wanted to see what you could do about it.

"I have money, do you have a life to spend it?"

Tang Xiaohu was not a kind master, suddenly he revealed his own cultivation, grabbing onto the soldier's neck, lifting him up like a little chick, as long as he used a little more strength, it would be enough to take his life.

At the peak of the middle period of the Extreme Toughness Realm, he was just a step away from reaching the late stage. To have such talent at such a young age, the Four Young Masters of Biluo City were probably no more than this.

The man's eyes were filled with fear as he struggled to answer, "Young Noble, please spare me. Young Noble, please spare me. This young man has eyes but did not recognize Mt. Tai."

Tang Xiaohu didn't want to kill anyone in front of Bao Er, nor did he want to teach her badly. Hence, he threw the soldier on the ground and said: "Do you still want two gold coins now?"

The man fell until he was dizzy and had a nosebleed. He wiped the nosebleed off his nose and quickly got up, becoming like a grandson in the blink of an eye.

"No need, no need, not even one gold coin."

Tang Xiaohu snorted coldly. Naturally, he didn't give any gold coins and walked into the Biluo City with Bao Er.

Although this was his first time entering Biluo City, Tang Xiaohu had long since heard of his great name.

The Biluo City was one of the Four Great Cities of the China, and it had a grand scale. The entire city had a long history, the buildings inside were constructed according to the Mysterious Gate Escape Armor, and there were great formations hidden within them that hid the way of the heaven and earth. Once activated, they could attack and defend.

The Biluo City was divided into the outer city and the inner city. The outer city was known as the secular city, which was relatively messy.

The inner city was called Immortal City. In the eyes of mortals, the so-called immortals could call the wind and summon the rain. They had powerful abilities that could move mountains and overturn the seas, and could use the sword to fly.

Only cultivators were allowed to enter the Immortal City, even the guards were not people, the city was heavily guarded, it was managed by patrols, and anyone who caused trouble, would be severely punished, and even the cultivators of Building Foundation Period had to follow the rules, not daring to mess around.

Tang Xiaohu brought Bao Er and entered the city, attracting everyone's attention. It was a beautiful scene, it was truly beautiful, adding a lot of color to the bustling streets.

It was the first time that Bao`er had seen so many people, the first time she had seen so many buildings, and the first time she had seen all kinds of strange objects on both sides of the street.

Tang Xiaohu immediately felt a headache. Bao`er didn't know anything, but he was interested in all sorts of things. If he saw anything interesting or delicious, he wouldn't know what business it was, so he just took it and left.

"Wow, this little guy looks so good."

"Hey, little miss, if you want to feed, don't go. You haven't paid yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bao`er was already toying with the clay figurine as she walked into the crowd.

"Fuck, little slut, stop right there!"

The boss was so angry that his eyes were bulging. He rubbed his hands together and was about to give chase when a hand pressed down on his shoulder. No matter how hard he tried, it was like his shoulder was stuck in a steel trap and he was unable to move.

"Who are you calling a little slut!"

The boss realized that he was in danger, but he didn't know why. He panicked and said, "Young Master must have heard wrongly. I'm talking about that woman. She's the one who stole my mud doll."

"Ah!"

Just as he finished speaking, a sharp pain came from his shoulder. At least his bones had been fractured. He was in so much pain that he let out a pig-slaughtering howl, almost fainting on the spot.

"The person you're talking about is my sister. Speak your words and be more virtuous, otherwise I will take your life next time."

"Yes, yes, yes. Please spare my life, young master. I was wrong."

"How much is the mud man?"

"No money, no money."

"What? Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay when buying things?" Tang Xiaohu glared at the boss, scaring him to the point that both his legs went weak, and said: "Fifteen gold coins."

After Tang Xiaohu paid his, in fear that Bao Er might cause trouble, he immediately chased after his. Sure enough, this girl had brought him quite a bit of trouble.

But no matter what, he definitely couldn't let Bao`er suffer a loss.

"Hey, hey, hey. Your fan money hasn't been paid yet?"

"Miss, you haven't paid yet?"

Bao Er's hand was unable to hold it all and she stuffed it all into Tang Xiaohu's hands. Tang Xiaohu's face was filled with helplessness and could only put it in his Qiankun bag.

It was true that Bao Er's ability to cause trouble was not something to be reckoned with. On the road, whenever she met a bystander, most of the scholars and scholars would be around, so Bao Er pulled Tang Xiaohu over.

He had not even started painting, yet he had already attracted so many people's attention. Tang Xiaohu was not interested in painting, and did not have much research on it, but listening to the people talking amongst themselves, he knew that this old man had quite the background and was rather famous.

"Today, I was fortunate enough to meet a Mo Master painter. This is truly an eye-opener."

"Mo Master is a member of the China's Painting Guild. This painting is probably worth ten thousand gold."

"Hmph, how much is ten thousand gold? Mo Master's paintings can be measured by money."

The elderly man who was addressed as Mo Master waved his hand and said, "Calm down everyone, let me explain." Everyone instantly quietened down, and the Mo Master's face revealed the grief of a master.

"As I pass through the north, I see a great drought. The people are suffering, and I feel pity for them. When I came to Biluo City today, I did not have a good plan. I specially painted to meet friends and made a painting to auction off the painting on the spot, collecting the money needed to help out the disaster area in the north. "

"Alright, Mo Master is indeed a master painter of his generation."

"The Mo Master has a merciful heart. This is really the fortune of the China, the fortune of all the people in the world."

"Since it's a good deed, I am duty-bound to do it. I am going to take the Mo Master's painting."

Before the drawing had even finished, a few sentences had already ignited the emotions of the people in Mo Master, saving up a lot of popularity. Mo Master nodded his head in satisfaction. With a wave of his robe, a gust of wind blew out, causing all the commoners to squint their eyes, and when they opened their eyes, they saw that he was already holding onto a brush and was moving extremely smoothly.

Bao Er looked very serious as she frowned. She tugged on Tang Xiaohu's sleeves and said softly: "Big brother, quickly look, the person in his painting is so strange!"