An Unknown Hairpin

"Young Master Feng, our Treasure Pavilion has plenty of good things. I just don't know what might catch your eye."

Before long, a portly middle-aged man came over. He signaled for his subordinates to get back to work, then showed Feng Baiyu around the place.

The portly man was named Wang Cheng, a direct descendant of Qianjun Douluo. With an ingratiating smile, he led Feng Baiyu around and said, "Young Master Feng, just take whatever catches your eye today. Consider it my treat."

"That's too much." Feng Baiyu shook his head. "Let's just do business as usual."

"Young Master Feng," Wang Cheng whispered, "to be honest, you're a benefactor to my family."

Wang Cheng's youngest son had recently become one of the people who benefited from Whale Rubber. That dazzling thousand-year second Soul Skill had brought tears of joy to a father's eyes.

Now that his family's benefactor had come by, Wang Cheng would have gladly dropped to his knees before him. Waiving today's bill was nothing; he would have accepted an even more outrageous favor.

"Business is business," Feng Baiyu said, refusing. "I heard the Treasure Pavilion offers VIP discounts. Just give me a discount card."

Wang Cheng had wanted to comp the whole bill, but seeing that Feng Baiyu had put it that way, he could only agree.

He took out a red VIP card and handed it over respectfully. "Young Master Feng, this is the Treasure Pavilion's highest-tier VIP card. Everything in the store is half price. Please accept it."

This time, Feng Baiyu didn't refuse. He took the VIP card and handed it to Shui Duanliu. "Butler Shui, keep our things safe. If you see anything you like, buy it too."

"Yes, young master."

Shui Duanliu put the items away. As for finding something he liked here... he thought that was unlikely.

Wang Cheng led the way, introducing one item after another. Soon, he picked up a bracelet. "Young Master Feng, this is a Storage Soul Tool with thirty cubic meters of space..."

"Young Master Feng, this dagger came from Gengjin City..."

"Young Master Feng, this is a specialty of the Starfall Empire..."

Wang Cheng introduced the items one by one, but Feng Baiyu lost interest after a single glance at each.

He had Fire Phoenix True Sight active. No good item could escape his notice.

The Treasure Pavilion certainly lived up to its name. It was just that Feng Baiyu's standards were too high, and none of these things caught his eye.

Suddenly, Feng Baiyu spotted a jade-green metal hairpin.

"Do you like this, Young Master Feng?" Wang Cheng asked, a little puzzled, but still picked it up. "Young Master Feng, this hairpin was sold to us by a down-on-his-luck noble. I couldn't tell what it was made of, but the craftsmanship looked good, so I put it on display."

"I think the craftsmanship is good too." Feng Baiyu nodded slightly. "Butler Shui, pay for it."

"It's not worth much." Wang Cheng had wanted to give it to him for free, but seeing the two men's attitude, he said, "Thirty Gold Soul Coins will do."

Butler Shui paid him thirty Gold Soul Coins, then continued browsing with Feng Baiyu.

At last, Feng Baiyu came across a Spirit Bone for sale.

It was the Left Leg Bone of a two-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, and it came with a Bounce skill. Its effect was, well, making you jump high...

Garbage among garbage. It was completely worthless.

"Nothing good here, sigh." Feng Baiyu sighed and turned to leave.

The items here weren't bad, exactly. But with a grandfather who was about to advance to level 97 as a Titled Douluo, very few things could catch his eye.

"Failing to find anything that Young Master Feng liked was our failure." Wang Cheng listened to Feng Baiyu and wore a slightly ashamed expression. "May I ask what kind of things you like? I'll do my best to find them for you in the future."

"My cultivation grounds feel too plain with just one Green Maple Phoenix Tree," Feng Baiyu said casually. "Find me some exotic flowers and plants! Anything that looks unfamiliar or extraordinary—send it to my residence if you come across it."

"Yes, I understand." Wang Cheng hurriedly agreed. That wouldn't be difficult for him. If he searched diligently, he could surely find plenty.

Feng Baiyu nodded slightly and left with Shui Duanliu.

Just as they stepped out of the Treasure Pavilion, a shadow appeared before them. In a hoarse voice, he said softly, "Young Master Feng, His Holiness the Pope requests your presence."

"Ghost Douluo?" Feng Baiyu recognized him and nodded slightly. "Lead the way."

"Young master!" Worried that there might be danger, Shui Duanliu called out to him, hoping he wouldn't go along.

"It's fine." Feng Baiyu waved a hand. "The Pope Palace isn't some dragon's pool or tiger's den. Do you think His Holiness the Pope is going to eat me?"

Feng Baiyu sent his butler away, then motioned for Ghost Douluo to lead the way.

Shui Duanliu had watched Feng Baiyu grow up, after all. One look at his gesture was enough for him to understand: he was being told to call for backup.

With the family head away, the only people Shui Duanliu could turn to were the other Offerings.

He didn't go out of his way to find them. Instead, he immediately doubled back into the Treasure Pavilion and found Wang Cheng. "Brother Wang, sorry to trouble you, but please help me get in touch with the two Offerings, Qianjun and Jiang Mo. Ghost Douluo has taken my young master away!"

"What!" Hearing Shui Duanliu's words, Wang Cheng immediately realized how serious the situation was.

He didn't waste time. He grabbed Shui Duanliu and headed out.

Before long, Feng Baiyu came face-to-face with the most distinguished woman in Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong.

Feng Baiyu had met Bibi Dong before and knew she was a sexy, powerful madwoman.

But before, he had only seen her from a distance. Now that they stood barely thirty meters apart, he realized her presence was every bit as imposing.

The moment Feng Baiyu saw Bibi Dong, he didn't dare use Fire Phoenix True Sight to examine her. Even so, he still sensed a faint aura of evil.

The power of the Rakshasa Deity? Feng Baiyu didn't know whether she could sense his situation, but he had already spotted the problem with her.

"You're Feng Baiyu, the grandson of the Third Offering?" Just then, Bibi Dong's voice reached him. "I heard you awakened an external Martial Soul?"

"Hm?" Feng Baiyu had thought she would ask about the Whale Rubber. He hadn't expected her to be curious about what Martial Soul he had awakened.

Just because Yu Xiaogang had awakened a one-of-a-kind external Martial Soul, did that mean no one else was allowed to have one?

Feng Baiyu didn't know what went on in the madwoman's head. He simply nodded. "Your Holiness, I did indeed awaken an external Martial Soul."

Hearing his answer, Bibi Dong said, "Show it to me."

"Yes." Feng Baiyu didn't refuse. He immediately summoned Little Black.

"Caw! Caw!"

After appearing, Little Black let out a cry, then walked straight over to Feng Baiyu and came to stand by his feet.