Chapter 374: Chapter 370: Beauty? Ugly Woman?

Tu Xiao’an was the type of person who rushed in where angels feared to tread, but the Bull Demon King was different. It had achieved its apotheosis in the Yaoling Mountain Range and understood the situation there very well.

The terrifying power of the five great Demon Kings was enough to strike a sliver of fear even into the heart of a Demon Spirit like itself, which had achieved its apotheosis many years ago.

"Master, are you serious?" the Bull Demon King asked timidly.

Tu Xiao’an gave a faint smile and nodded.

"Master, you must understand, the five great Demon Kings of the Yaoling Mountain Range are all Demon Spirits who achieved their apotheosis a thousand years ago. Their status is unshakable. You can’t just poke the hornet’s nest!"

"What if I achieve my apotheosis?" Tu Xiao’an asked out of the blue.

The Bull Demon King’s massive body shuddered. It fell into deep thought before finally saying, "Well, in that case, maybe you could give it a little poke."

’A mere Rank Two Snake Spirit managed to subdue a Rank Three Demon Spirit like me. If he achieves his apotheosis, I can’t even imagine how powerful my snake master will become.’

"Alright, that’s enough. You don’t need to say any more. I have to go back for something," Tu Xiao’an said lightly.

The Bull Demon King quickly asked, "Master, are you going to see the great beauty?"

"Mhm."

"Take me with you!"

"You got some ideas?"

"How would I dare have any ideas about Master’s woman? I just want to feast my eyes."

"Feast your eyes?" Tu Xiao’an gave a wicked grin. "Fine, then Master will take you to feast your eyes."

’Haha, I’m just afraid you’ll go blind.’

Afterward, Tu Xiao’an left the villa with the Bull Demon King and headed toward the Ancient Street.

「Half an hour later, in front of the noodle shop.」

At nine in the evening, the place was as packed as a marketplace, with a line snaking down the street like a dragon.

’Why is a woman who owns over twenty apartments working so hard? She hasn’t even closed up shop yet?’

Tu Xiao’an didn’t quite get it.

’Wait in line? He was never going to wait in line.’

Tu Xiao’an took the Bull Demon King and cut straight to the front of the line. When the tall, formidable bouncer at the door saw someone cutting and breaking the rules, he was just about to fly into a rage.

But when he saw it was Tu Xiao’an, he quieted down.

Tu Xiao’an walked in, but the Bull Demon King was stopped.

"Look, someone else is asking for trouble trying to cut in line. Just wait, someone’s about to get thrown out."

WHOOSH...

Sure enough, a figure went flying out in an arc.

The customers in line laughed, gloating. They saw exciting scenes like this every day and never got tired of it.

But a moment later, when everyone saw who had been thrown out, they were stunned. This time, it wasn’t a customer but the big bouncer.

"Hmph, you were asking for it. How dare you try to stop me," the Bull Demon King snorted at the entrance before walking inside.

With the bouncer gone, the customers waiting outside swarmed in, packing the already small shop as tight as sardines in a can.

"What the...?"

Tu Xiao’an had just spotted the widow-faced woman and was about to greet her when he was suddenly pushed into a corner by the crowd. The widow-faced woman didn’t fare much better; she was crammed into the same corner against the wall with him.

"What is happening?" Luo Ziyun was completely baffled.

They were crushed so close that their faces were almost touching. The sight of that face, full of wrinkles and freckles, instantly filled Tu Xiao’an with despair.

He struggled to turn his face away and replied, "I don’t know."

"Ma’am, we want to order noodles! We want soup!"

The shop instantly erupted into a clamor. The customers were all looking for the proprietress, but they couldn’t find her at all. There were just too many people.

"How dare you say you don’t know? This all happened the moment you came in!" Luo Ziyun, fuming, seemed to be getting her revenge by desperately pressing her ugly face against Tu Xiao’an’s handsome one.

Tu Xiao’an snapped, "You’ve gone too far! Are you taking advantage of the situation? Get away from me!"

"You brought this trouble, so you fix it. Otherwise, I’m going to have my way with you," Luo Ziyun said, a hint of teasing in her eyes, which were the only part of her that remained stunningly beautiful.

"Niu Dali, do you have a death wish?! Get these people out of here!"

Tu Xiao’an bellowed, knowing he couldn’t use the moniker "Bull Demon King" out in public.

AH... AHH... AHHH...

Instantly, screams filled the air as the customers who had rushed in were thrown out one by one. The bouncer also returned to restore order.

Of course, his method of restoring order was just as crude—he threw them out one by one.

"We’re closing, we’re closing! Come back tomorrow!" Luo Ziyun shouted, playing along.

A full half-hour later, the noodle shop’s door was finally shut. Outside, a crowd of people banged on it, indignant, their shouts and curses rising from all sides.

Tu Xiao’an and Luo Ziyun sat down facing each other. The Bull Demon King stood behind him, and the bouncer stood behind Luo Ziyun.

"This is all your fault! My reputation was almost ruined! Look at them out there, they’re practically rioting. How am I supposed to do business now?" Luo Ziyun glared at him fiercely.

Tu Xiao’an shrugged, then glanced back at the Bull Demon King. "If you’re going to blame someone, blame him."

The Bull Demon King showed no sign of remorse, its huge, bell-like eyes darting around as if searching for something.

"Master, didn’t you come here to find the great beauty? Where is she?"

As for the widow-faced woman across from Tu Xiao’an, the Bull Demon King hadn’t even bothered to look at her properly. ’So ugly, so ugly,’ it roared inwardly.

"The great beauty you’re looking for is right in front of you," Tu Xiao’an said with a chuckle.

The Bull Demon King said complainingly, "Master, don’t joke around. This... specimen in front of you... sigh."

’She’s so ugly she’d make a bull despair.’

’As far as the Bull Demon King was concerned, it would rather find a female cow than go for an ugly woman like this.’

"Niu Niu, didn’t you say I was pretty before?" the widow-faced Luo Ziyun suddenly gave a charming smile. She stood gracefully before the Bull Demon King, her eyes filled with a flirtatious, demonic allure.

’That expression? That tone of voice?’

The Bull Demon King was suddenly stunned, completely baffled.

"You... you..." The Bull Demon King truly couldn’t connect the wrinkled, freckled woman before it with the peerless beauty from before.

"Niu Niu, you’re so mean! I just put on a little makeup, and now you don’t even recognize me," Luo Ziyun said, feigning a bashful look.

Ugh...

Tu Xiao’an and the Bull Demon King instantly spun around and began to retch. It was too much to bear. This was a visual assault!

"You’ve really gone too far! If you keep this up, I’m leaving," Tu Xiao’an said. Even though he had been mentally prepared, he was still inadvertently grossed out.

Luo Ziyun giggled. "I forgot, you’re here for noodles. I’ll go get you a bowl."

"Don’t. Right now, I couldn’t even stomach Dragon meat," Tu Xiao’an said, genuinely nauseated. He asked the Bull Demon King, "Do you want some?"

"I actually am a little hungry."

The Bull Demon King saw how the noodle shop was packed even late at night, so it must taste amazing. ’Since I’m already here,’ he thought, ’even if I didn’t get to see a beauty, I can’t let my stomach suffer.’

Tu Xiao’an blinked. "Are you sure you want to eat?"

"What’s there to be unsure about? Even if the noodles were poisoned, I’d still dare to eat them."

"That’s the spirit! Get him a large bowl," Tu Xiao’an said, winking suggestively at Luo Ziyun.

Luo Ziyun’s eyes were also filled with playful amusement. She walked gracefully toward the kitchen in the back, and a short while later, a steaming bowl of noodle soup was placed in front of the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King’s eyes lit up. "It smells amazing! Well then, I’ll dig right in."

"Go on, eat. Master’s paying."

The Bull Demon King’s eyes bulged. ’You have my three hundred million, and you’re saying this to me?’