Ten days later, while Feng Baiyu was practicing, Shui Duanliu came in from outside.
He said, "Young Master, Wang Cheng is here."
"Oh?" Feng Baiyu listened to Shui Duanliu and smiled. "Looks like he found something good at the Heaven Dou Auction House!"
Wang Cheng was clearly the Qianjun and Jiangmo family's moneybag, yet now he was running all over the place for Feng Baiyu.
Feng Baiyu had already decided that no matter what Wang Cheng had brought, he would make sure to give him something in return today.
He also had to offer appropriate thanks.
Not only to Wang Cheng, but to the two Qianjun and Jiangmo elders as well.
Even if those two elders didn't care about such trivial matters, Feng Baiyu couldn't let them become displeased with Wang Cheng.
Before long, Wang Cheng came in. A boy in his teens was with him. The boy was sturdy and round-faced, with features that bore some resemblance to Wang Cheng. He appeared to be Wang Cheng's son.
As soon as Wang Cheng saw Feng Baiyu, he hurried forward and bowed. "Wang Cheng pays his respects to Young Master Feng. I've brought my young son, Wang Long, to trouble you today. Please forgive us."
"It's no trouble." Feng Baiyu nodded slightly, glanced at the boy beside him, and asked, "Your name is Wang Long?"
Wang Long hurriedly bowed. "This humble one is Wang Long. My respects, Young Master Feng."
Before they came, Wang Long's father had repeatedly warned him that he was going to meet the person who would change his life. Wang Long wasn't very bright, but even he understood that it was the young master before him who had given him a thousand-year Second Soul Ring.
"You're ten years old and already have twenty-two levels of Soul Power. Not bad." Feng Baiyu saw through the boy's information at a glance, but still patiently asked, "What are your two Soul Skills?"
At that, Wang Long summoned his Martial Soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff. A yellow and a purple Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet. He cupped his fists. "Young Master Feng, my first Soul Skill is Dragon Pattern Impact. It increases my attack power by 200% for three minutes!"
"200%!"
Feng Baiyu showed little reaction, but Shui Duanliu beside him couldn't help clicking his tongue. That effect was a little terrifying!
Beast Martial Souls often had enhancement effects, but for tool Martial Souls, even a 50% boost was remarkable! Most others were attack-type skills. His own Soul Skills, for example, had decent attack power, but none offered such a tremendous increase.
"Not bad." Hearing that Wang Long's first Soul Skill offered such a boost, Feng Baiyu merely nodded. "With this Soul Skill, as long as you don't choose the wrong Soul Beast later, you'll become a formidable expert one day."
"Thank you for the praise, Young Master Feng." Wang Long looked a little embarrassed, then continued, "My Second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one. It gave me an auxiliary Soul Skill called Coiling Dragon Combo. Every strike consumes 1% of my Soul Power, but as long as the gap between attacks is no more than one second, each strike grows more powerful."
"It's a bit like the Clear Sky Sect's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer." Feng Baiyu had already seen through the nature of both Soul Skills. Smiling, he said, "If you can get your hands on the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique, those two Soul Skills alone will make you invincible among your peers!"
Feng Baiyu said it casually, but Wang Long looked like a child being praised by an adult, a smile spreading across his face.
Wang Cheng tugged at his son, signaling for him to mind his manners.
Then he said to Feng Baiyu, "Young Master Feng, I recently picked up a few little curiosities in Heaven Dou. Please have a look."
As he spoke, Wang Cheng took several things out of his Storage Soul Tool.
Wang Cheng had taken five treasures to Heaven Dou City, then added some gold coins and traded them for thirteen items.
Six of them were things he wasn't sure about—he didn't know whether Young Master Feng would like them. The rest were the seven most valuable items, which he'd traded for directly.
"Young Master Feng, this is a Right Arm Soul Bone from a two-thousand-year-old Blue-Ringed Octopus Soul Beast."
"These are three rare and exotic herbs I got from an auction in the Heaven Dou Empire."
"These are three kinds of unusual metal I bought there."
"This is..."
Wang Cheng laid out all thirteen items, presenting them to Feng Baiyu like a man showing off his treasures.
Feng Baiyu activated Fire Phoenix True Sight and inspected the thirteen items one by one. At last, his gaze fell on Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng was something else. One trip to the auction, and he'd brought back two excellent treasures!
Feng Baiyu had already been thinking of rewarding him, and now the man had given him another delightful surprise.
He was a little tempted to poach him!
But Feng Baiyu quickly put the thought aside.
Wang Cheng was Qianjun Douluo's own son. He had eight older siblings and six younger ones. Though he couldn't compare to an only child like Feng Baiyu, he wasn't someone Feng Baiyu could just casually poach.
It was enough to stay on good terms.
"Uncle Wang, you've really given me a wonderful surprise. I like all of these things!" In the span of a second, Feng Baiyu came up with an idea. He looked at Shui Duanliu and said, "Shui Guan, take Uncle Wang to the accounts office and settle the payment. Brother Wang Long and I hit it off at first sight, so I'd like to chat with him."
"Thank you, Young Master Feng." When Wang Cheng heard Feng Baiyu call him "Uncle Wang," he knew he'd made the right move.
But even though Feng Baiyu could call him "Uncle Wang," Wang Cheng couldn't presume on the familiarity and accept it.
"Xiaolong." Wang Cheng turned to his son. "Whatever Young Master Feng asks of you, just agree."
"Dad, I understand." Wang Long answered without hesitation.
Shui Duanliu led Wang Cheng away. Feng Baiyu looked at Wang Long and asked, "Brother Wang Long, do you want to become a Titled Douluo?"
"What!" Wang Long couldn't help exclaiming at Feng Baiyu's words. "Y-Young Master Feng, did you say Titled Douluo?"
When Wang Long had undergone Martial Soul Awakening, his family had only hoped he might reach the Soul Saint level. If fortune smiled on him, perhaps he could become a Soul Douluo. Some time ago, his father had brought him Whale Rubber and said that his opportunity had come.
After consuming a large amount of Whale Rubber, Wang Long hadn't let his elders down. He became the first person on record to reach the thousand-year level with his Second Soul Ring!
Back then, both his father and grandfather had felt he had a chance of becoming a Soul Douluo one day.
Wang Long knew it wasn't talent, but luck.
It was getting his hands on a treasure like Whale Rubber at level twenty that had let him obtain a thousand-year Second Soul Ring.
Even so, he'd only dared to hope for becoming a Soul Douluo.
Few people with Innate Soul Power of level seven could reach the Titled Douluo level, let alone someone like him, with an innate level of six.
But what had he just heard? Feng Baiyu had asked if he wanted to become a Titled Douluo!
"A Titled Douluo?" Wang Long pointed at himself, curious. "Me?"
"That's right!" Feng Baiyu said with a smile. "If you say the word, I'm willing to cultivate you into a Titled Douluo."
"I want to become a Titled Douluo so badly!" Wang Long exclaimed, waving his arms in excitement. "I—I—I've dreamed of it!"
"I—I want it so badly."
Wang Long looked as though he was about to kneel before Feng Baiyu. His expression earnest, he said, "Young Master Feng, as long as you can make me a Titled Douluo, I—I'll do whatever you say for the rest of my life."
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