The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Chapter 1227 - 1226: Born with the Aura of an Emperor

"So, did I just pass the test?"Wu Suowei mentioned letting Tang Rao put down the Puppet, which probably implied that Tang Rao was just a bit stronger than the Puppet, right?

"Barely passed. The real tests are ahead of you. Did you think just anyone could attend the Holy Daughter's mountain-opening ceremony?"

If it weren't for Wu Suowei taking Tang Rao, Tang Rao wouldn't even have the qualification to know about it.

"Well, thank you then, thank you, Master!"

Tang Rao respectfully said to Wu Suowei.

Wu Suowei was so kind to Tang Rao that Tang Rao had to set a good example somehow.

Wu Suowei had never seen Tang Rao so polite. He turned his head, unwilling to look, fearing that Tang Rao's proper attitude might influence him to be kinder to Tang Rao.

"Come with me to the riverbank next."

Why go to the riverbank on such a cold day?

Tang Rao had a bad premonition.

Finding a river in these mountains wasn't easy, but as Tang Rao saw this legendary 'little river', his mouth almost dropped open.

"Master, have you been watching too much Tiger Mom and Dad?"

Tang Rao couldn't help but ask.

But Wu Suowei did not understand what Tang Rao meant by Tiger Mom and Dad.

"Master, do you want me to roll on this big frozen river naked?"

Looking at the already frozen river, Tang Rao almost shivered to the point of chattering teeth.

"You know?"

Did Tang Rao actually guess right?

"Master, I'm telling you, it's not going to work. If I roll back and forth on the ice, I'll easily get frostbite, and due to the contraction of pores and blood vessels, it will cause varicose veins, which is bad for my growth."

Tang Rao had previously watched health programs and knew that such training was extremely unscientific!

"Take off your clothes!"

Wu Suowei looked at the frosty riverbed, very grateful for nature's gift.

"Yes."

After struggling for so long, this was the outcome. If Tang Rao had known, he wouldn't have resisted so much just now.

"Tang Rao, this is ice over a hundred thousand years old. It doesn't melt in summer or winter. Lying on the ice and meditating is the best way to enhance your willpower."

Wu Suowei said to Tang Rao.

Actually, Tang Rao's technique wasn't much of an issue, but Tang Rao had a fatal flaw.

He couldn't stay calm. During battles, he was most afraid of becoming agitated, as Wu Suowei had noticed when Tang Rao fought the Puppet.

After much thought, letting Tang Rao meditate on the ice seemed like a very good choice.

Just as Tang Rao took off his clothes, he shivered, and the moment he bit the bullet and lay on the ice, he seemed to see his life flashing before his eyes.

He felt like he couldn't make it, that if he lay there for one more minute, he would die.

"Close your eyes and meditate, feel the gifts of nature, and be grateful for everything you have now!"

Tang Rao closed his eyes, starting to listen to Wu Suowei's brainwashing. Anyway, whatever Wu Suowei said, Tang Rao would listen and reassure himself that whatever Wu Suowei said must be right.

As this continued, Tang Rao's mind started to go blank.

His thoughts seemed to vanish.

The previous words miraculously took root deeply in Tang Rao's heart and mind.

"Be grateful for nature's gifts, I must be grateful for everything I have now!"

Even with such strong spiritual power, Tang Rao could still be hypnotized by Wu Suowei. It was only when Tang Rao awoke that he felt a chill in retrospect.

Wu Suowei was incredibly powerful. Fortunately, Tang Rao hadn't offended Wu Suowei, and whatever Wu Suowei said went; otherwise, it wouldn't be Tang Rao lying on the Ice Bed, but Tang Rao's corpse.

Tang Rao felt he had a long dream, where he became a King, a revered deity. Upon waking, he felt reluctant to open his eyes.

But knowing it was just a dream, Tang Rao shouldn't linger in that scene.

"Awake?"

Wu Suowei had been waiting for Tang Rao for quite some time.

Judging from Tang Rao's expression, Wu Suowei knew Tang Rao had an enjoyable dream.

"What did you dream about just now?"

Wu Suowei asked.

It seemed that Tang Rao's dream was of great importance to Wu Suowei.

"Didn't dream of anything special."

Tang Rao felt a bit embarrassed. If Wu Suowei knew he dreamt about becoming the ruler of gods, wouldn't Wu Suowei laugh at him?

"Even if the dream isn't special, say it. If there's one word of a lie, I'll smash the sick bed and throw you into the ice river!"

Is this a master? Or a devil?

Tang Rao's previous masters were all as gentle as the spring sunshine, treating Tang Rao well, with good food and drinks, but this master's word was law, threatening Tang Rao countless times, causing Tang Rao to feel very upset upon reflection.

"Master, if I dreamt of becoming the ruler of the gods, you'd laugh at me to death, wouldn't you?"

Tang Rao covered his face, truly feeling too embarrassed to see anyone.

"What, you dreamt of becoming the ruler of the gods?"

Wu Suowei reacted strongly, but not in the way Tang Rao thought — laughing at Tang Rao's daydreams. Instead, because of Tang Rao's dream, Wu Suowei's attitude towards Tang Rao changed.

"So, you're the one I've been waiting for all along!"

What?

Now it was Tang Rao's turn to be confused.

"When I meditated on the sick bed, I dreamt I served the main god, but I could never see his true appearance. Speaking of which, the main god's physique is somewhat similar to yours."

Perhaps it was still due to insufficient rank that he didn't qualify to see the main god's appearance.

"That person in gray clothes was you, right?"

Tang Rao thought hard. Among the people around him, the only older one was the one in gray clothes. Tang Rao had been enjoying the feeling of being a god, making it difficult now to recall those around him!

"Correct!"

Gray clothes?

Tang Rao couldn't remember, as the protagonist, Wu Suowei certainly remembered what color clothes he wore in the dream.

"Then it must be. This bed is truly magical; our dreams can become sequels, like a TV series."

Tang Rao wanted to lie back down to continue dreaming, but Wu Suowei refused.

"This dream can only be had once. But this isn't just a dream. You might not realize it, this Ice Bed has another name: the Prophetic Bed."

Upon hearing the Ice Bed's other name, Tang Rao understood why Wu Suowei was so astonished just now.

The Prophetic Bed, as the name implies, predicts the future. Tang Rao dreamt of becoming the main god, while Wu Suowei was Tang Rao's supporter in the dream.

"Perhaps there was just a small glitch. I should just enjoy in the dream."

For now, those things were still quite challenging for Tang Rao.

"This isn't just a dream. You're born with an emperor's demeanor. You don't need to continue meditating; it has no greater effect."

Wu Suowei had Tang Rao lie on the Ice Bed just to hear Tang Rao's dream, to predict whether this time would be a win or a loss.

Knowing the answer, he now had complete peace of mind.

"Then, Master, what should I do next?"

Even as an emperor, Tang Rao's current ability, if not cautious, could still end up flat on his face, which wasn't the outcome Tang Rao desired.