Chapter 586: The Female Demon Lord

In TV shows that's just all kinds of hype, and almost everyone in the open auditions are hulking men—this time the effeminate pretty boys finally can't rise by looks and popularity, truly it's like a long spear casting Bai Lang's illusion, making all those fresh meat lose hope. This is a big production, definitely huge investment, grand scenes, and excellent craftsmanship.

There will certainly be no Japanese‑style armor like in past Three Kingdoms dramas, and of course it's also hard to see the various costumes after the Tang and Song periods—what men and women of the late Han/Three Kingdoms era should wear, from everyday clothes to official robes and ceremonial dress, even armor including horse armor, have already been unearthed as artifacts.

In that case the actors would of course be in a serious drama; trying to make a so‑called fictionalized story would be a bit of a failure. Moreover, Bai Lang's life in the histories is nothing short of spectacular—like a wandering rogue, wielding his own martial power to roam the world, snatching famous beauties of his time, and finally dying in his prime…

The male candidates on the TV screen seemed to Bai Lang to be selling male beauty? "Why does this feel like a Mr. Bodybuilding contest?" after thinking for a while, Bai Lang blurted out. Everyone in the little restaurant laughed, "Yeah, yeah, big brother, you really put it that way."

Every man who appears is at least 1.8 meters tall—anyone shorter makes many shots, even with forced perspective, hard to film. Because Bai Lang is a burly man over 1.9 meters, 1.8 meters can still be concealed by various contrasts, but 1.7 meters is simply impossible.

This kind of talent show is also highly entertaining; many of the participants are pure clowns, and Bai Lang watches with uncontainable joy, but unfortunately he can't keep watching—one can't eat all night. Bai Lang uses Lightness Skill to race under the moonlight, and after a day and a night he has already reached the Imperial Capital.

Now Bai Lang's beard has grown a bit longer again, and his once‑trimmed eyebrows have become wildly unruly like a tiger's hanging brows; together with his rugged face, he exudes a distinctly masculine, world‑conquering aura. Moreover, his presence as an inner‑scene master means that even strolling through the Fifth Ring as casually as an ordinary person, he still draws everyone's eyes.

Just as Bai Lang was walking on the avenue, a SUV suddenly stopped beside him. The window rolled down, revealing a big‑waved, sunglasses‑wearing beauty in the passenger seat; the woman leaned over the seat to greet Bai Lang, "Hey! Where are you going? I'll give you a ride!" Her eyes showed awe and a greedy sparkle.

"Oh damn! A woman‑chaser!" Bai Lang chuckled; such a person really only exists in modern society. As he laughed, a divine light naturally shone from his face, and the woman's pupils seemed ready to shoot out a hook to snatch him up and devour him. "Oh, I'm just here to see the Imperial Capital; if I go somewhere… I'd like to visit the National Museum," Bai Lang said in a friendly tone.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties, and Bai Lang glanced at the car's interior, seeing she was of some means. "I'll give you a ride!" she said, opening the door. Bai Lang, unpretentious, nodded and took the passenger seat—sitting in the back would be childish; since she was giving him a ride, of course there was a chance for flirtation.

Luckily it was an SUV; otherwise Bai Lang's massive frame might not fit. He sat down, buckled his seatbelt. "Thank you." The wild man spoke surprisingly courteously. The woman's mouth curved into a flower‑like smile. "Drive carefully ahead." Bai Lang was about to say something, but the words stuck in his throat; the woman kept giving him sideways glances, as if she wanted to eat him.

Bai Lang could feel the woman had her smartphone beside her, filming him, but that didn't matter; what was more blatant were the words from her mouth. "It's rare for the Imperial Capital to have no traffic, and you're still driving so slowly?" Bai Lang muttered inwardly, while outwardly he dealt with her probing about his background.

Bai Lang had no intention of deceiving; there was no need to lie to an ordinary person. So when asked where he was staying, he bluntly replied, "I haven't booked a hotel yet; I'll decide after seeing the National Museum." As soon as he said that, the other person reacted like a dog that saw feces… "How about it, want to stay at my place? My house is big, you can have a guest room so you don't waste money. And if you want to go there, I can drive you."

Bai Lang gave the woman a glance, "Impressive, really impressive." He thought, such a proactive attitude—woman chasing man—but she hasn't even asked his name yet, what's the point? When she finally asked, Bai Lang decided to bluff, "Oh, you want my name? Bai Junlang. And you?"

"Liu Yali? Is it written like that? Nice name." Bai Lang casually wrote three characters in the car's small notebook—at his level of martial skill, he couldn't write sloppy characters. He also had to be careful not to write with any aura, lest trouble arise. The woman composed herself, and her next words were very skillful; she seemed to be a market‑savvy businesswoman—though it's hard to say, her demeanor made Bai Lang think she definitely liked bar‑hopping.

She was indirectly trying to ask about Bai Lang's family situation. Bai Lang smiled and continued to answer, saying there was no one else in his family, he has no girlfriend and is not married because he has been busy with his career and training. That was all true; he is indeed unmarried now.

The woman's eyes were already shining; Bai Lang wondered if she could illuminate a dark room with just her eyes… Fortunately, Liu Yali didn't immediately shout "I'll be your girlfriend," otherwise it would have been extremely awkward for Bai Lang to refuse the kind‑hearted person offering him a ride.

But Bai Lang could only agree to stay at her place first—she must be wealthy, since her house is within the Third Ring and is a high‑rise duplex… She also hinted that she has no boyfriend, though she didn't say whether she had ever been married.

Bai Lang watched her type away on her smartphone while driving, completely ignoring traffic rules. Though he didn't look closely, he could tell she was bragging to her best friend and perhaps arranging work to free up time—since Bai Lang had finally agreed to stay at her house, Liu Yali would never let him finish the visit and then leave on his own. Who knows if another small‑time rogue would whisk him away, or if Bai Lang would simply find a hotel himself…

"Surely she'll send the secretly filmed video to her best friend…" Bai Lang chuckled; he didn't mind, the car was near, and Liu Yali brought up recent talent shows, "I think Jun Lang, your image could go." Bai Lang laughed, "No, no way. Bai Lang, White Jade Pillar, what a hero; someone like me, Bai Junlang, definitely can't, nowhere near White Tiger Star Lord's level."