Jiang Family

"Jiang Yizhou? Another one with the surname Jiang." Ma Feifei shook his head as he watched Jiang Yizhou disappear. The surname Jiang had indeed appeared quite frequently in his memory recently.

"Brother, you really sold it?" The stall owner next door looked at Ma Feifei in surprise and said. Unconsciously, even the way the stall owner next door addressed Ma Feifei had changed.

"Ah! Is there a problem?" Ma Feifei asked while tidying up the stall.

"Where did you get these special numbers?" the stall owner next door asked curiously. He had, of course, heard Jiang Yizhou mention the Wantong Chamber of Commerce anti-counterfeiting mark. Although he didn't quite understand what it was, it at least proved that the special numbers Ma Feifei was selling were not fake.

However, selling five special numbers at once seems a bit too outrageous.

"I have connections," Ma Feifei chuckled, rolled up the spirit beast pelt and slung it over his shoulder, then said to the stall owner next door, "Brother, I'm off now. Nice to meet you, see you again sometime!"

"Hey~ Brother, may I ask your surname?" The stall owner next door asked as he saw Ma Feifei about to leave.

Unfortunately, Ma Feifei didn't answer him, only showing him the back of her head.

"I am Niu Er, brother, you must remember me!" the stall owner next door shouted from behind, waving his hand.

Inside a boudoir at the Yihong Tower in Dubian Town.

Jiang Yibei sat on the ground, with a table in front of him laden with delicacies. Opposite Jiang Yibei, a veiled woman was dancing gracefully, accompanied by a musician playing music.

'Knock knock~'

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Yibei poured himself a drink, but upon hearing a knock on the door, he paused for a moment, then said, "Come in."

"Crunch~"

As the door opened, Jiang Yizhou entered; he was the same Jiang Yizhou who had previously bought five special numbers from Ma Feifei at the trading market.

"Young Master." Jiang Yizhou gently closed the door, walked to Jiang Yibei's side, bent down, took out a special number, and said, "This is the admission ticket to the Mysterious Bookstore."

Jiang Yibei put down his wine glass, took the special number, and asked, "Why is it a little different from the ones circulating in the market?"

Jiang Yizhou explained, "This is a special number, which is more valuable than a regular number. A special number allows you to enter the Bookstore for five consecutive days, whenever you want, without any restrictions."

"Oh?" Jiang Yibei became interested, patted the special number on his hand, and said, "Does that mean I can enter the Bookstore for twenty-five days?"

"Yes," Jiang Yizhou replied.

Jiang Yibei nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember Yang Chengzhi only stayed at the Mysterious Bookstore for a little over a month before he soared to great heights, even killing Xiaoyaozi; I suppose I, Jiang Yibei, am no less intelligent than Yang Chengzhi, am I?"

Jiang Yizhou stood to the side, his body hunched over, and said nothing.

Jiang Yibei didn't mind, drank a cup of turbid wine, and said, "Get ready, we're going to the Mysterious Bookstore tomorrow. I hope this Mysterious Bookstore, which has recently become so popular throughout the Great Chu, won't disappoint me."

"Young Master, I just saw the Second Young Master." Jiang Yizhou suddenly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yibei frowned and asked, "Jiang Bieli? What's he doing here?"

Jiang Yizhou shook his head, appearing completely calm, and said, "I'll set up a stall at the Wantong Trading Market and sell some spirit beast cores and pelts."

"Not here to read a book?" Jiang Yibei asked.

"I don't know, but I imagine the second young master couldn't afford this 'number'," Jiang Yizhou replied.

"Interesting." Suddenly, Jiang Yibei chuckled and said, "My younger brother is really single-minded, adorably silly!"

"Let him be." Jiang Yibei's expression suddenly became calm again, his tone somewhat cold. The change was too rapid, his mood unpredictable.

Jiang Yizhou remained unchanged, his face calm and composed, as if nothing could move him.

Two flowers bloom, each representing a different branch.

When Ma Feifei returned to the Bookstore with 400,000 Spirit Crystal, he was also stopped by Yun Qingyang.

"I just saw you go to the other side," Yun Qingyang asked curiously.

Ma Feifei replied calmly, "Yes, I went to check the accounts, just in case Gongsun Qiong tries to cheat us."

Well, Ma Feifei dragged Gongsun Qiong into this mess.

Upon hearing that they were going to check the accounts, Yun Qingyang immediately tensed up and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Yun Qingyang cared a lot about this profit; otherwise, she wouldn't have been guarding the entrance all day long, watching the trading market across the street.

Ma Feifei nodded and said, "No problem, Gongsun Qiong is very trustworthy. But we still need to check the accounts occasionally, don't you think?"

Yun Qingyang agreed.

"Alright, keep an eye on your door. Is this the kind of thing a servant like you should be asking? Move aside, let me in." Ma Feifei had an air of "I'm the boss."

"Oh!" Yun Qingyang replied crisply, moving aside slightly.

Ma Feifei swaggered into the Bookstore with a pigeon-toed gait.

Yun Qingyang glanced at Ma Feifei, then at the Wantong Trading Market across the street, tilted his head, and continued to daydream.

The Pokémon manga is nearing its end. Unlike copying books, the speed of drawing manga increases as it progresses, which seems to be related to Ma Feifei's control over drawing skills. However, this is also a good thing, since Ma Feifei still has three Yellow Quality books and one Blue Quality book in his mind that he hasn't copied yet.

Having earned 400,000 Spirit Crystal, plus the remaining Spirit Crystal, while it might not be enough to copy the next book, it would be more than enough to finish drawing this Pokémon.

To speed up the creative process, Ma Feifei didn't even let the night pass by. She brought her drawing paper and brushes back to her room and worked late into the night. Her unusual diligence surprised Yun Qingyang.

The next day, Ma Feifei got up very early and continued to finish up her Pokémon.

Outside the Bookstore, a group of practitioners who had received their special numbers for the day waited.

Jiang Yibei, who was there yesterday, was among them.

In fact, besides Jiang Yibei, there is also a minor character, Jiang Bieli.

"Big Brother!" Jiang Bieli saw Jiang Yibei and ran over to greet him happily.

Jiang Yibei stood in a corner outside the Bookstore, watching Jiang Bieli run towards him, and asked in a calm tone, "Why did you come to Dubian Town?"

Jiang Bieli scratched the hem of his clothes, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I heard there's a Mysterious Bookstore here where Bookstore can increase your cultivation and help you comprehend martial arts techniques, so I came here."

Jiang Yibei looked at his hands, turning them over and over, and said, "Have you been inside?"

Jiang Bieli nodded excitedly and said, "I went in there once a while ago and even figured out a set of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

"What did you say?" Jiang Yibei, somewhat surprised.

Because of Yang Chengzhi, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms has spread throughout the Great Chu. Basically, anyone who knows who Yang Chengzhi is knows about the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which is hailed as a high-level martial art of the seventh rank or above!

"I think the shopkeeper said that its power is slightly inferior to Yang Chengzhi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and it should only be at most the sixth level." Although the level he comprehended was lower than Yang Chengzhi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Jiang Bieli did not show any dissatisfaction on his face. On the contrary, he was very satisfied.

Jiang Yibei's expression was rather unpleasant. Looking at Jiang Bieli, his tone was also somewhat harsh as he said, "Then what are you doing here today? Showing off that you've mastered a sixth-tier martial skill?"

"No, no, no!" Jiang Bieli panicked and hurriedly explained, "Brother, don't misunderstand. I bought a special number while queuing at the trading market. It happens to be today's date. Look."

After saying that, Jiang Bieli took out the exclusive number and showed it to Jiang Yibei.

It would have been better if he hadn't taken it; the moment he did, Jiang Yibei's expression turned even uglier. He sneered, "You're really lucky, kid."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Bieli touched his forehead and chuckled, "Big brother thinks so too? That's the same as what I thought!"

"I..." Jiang Yibei was speechless, turned his head to the side, and ignored Jiang Bieli.