Wang Long: I Really Want to Become a Title Douluo

Ten days later, just as Feng Baiyu was cultivating, Shui Duanliu walked in from outside.

He spoke up, "Young Master, Wang Cheng is here."

"Oh?" Feng Baiyu listened to Shui Duanliu's words and said with a smile, "It seems he managed to unearth some good things from the Heaven Dou Auction House!"

This Wang Cheng was clearly the purse-string holder for the family of Qianjun and Jiangmo, yet unexpectedly, he was now running errands for him.

Feng Baiyu had already made up his mind; no matter what Wang Cheng had brought, he would keep one item today.

Furthermore, he would have to provide appropriate gratitude.

Not just gratitude for Wang Cheng, but also for the two Title Douluo patrons, Qianjun and Jiangmo.

Even if those two patrons didn't care about such trivial matters, Feng Baiyu could not allow them to become dissatisfied with Wang Cheng.

Before long, Wang Cheng walked in. He brought along a teenager of about ten years old. The boy had a tiger-like, spirited appearance, and his brows bore a slight resemblance to Wang Cheng's. By the looks of it, this must be his son.

Upon seeing Feng Baiyu, Wang Cheng hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Wang Cheng pays respects to Young Master Feng. I have brought my young son, Wang Long, to disturb you today; I hope you will forgive me."

"It is no matter." Feng Baiyu nodded slightly, looked at the boy beside him, and asked, "Your name is Wang Long?"

Wang Long hurriedly bowed, "This humble one is Wang Long, paying respects to Young Master Feng."

Before coming, Wang Long had already listened to his father's repeated exhortations that the person he was meeting today was the one who would change his life. Although his intelligence was not high, he understood that it was the young master before him who had allowed him to possess a thousand-year second spirit ring.

"Ten years old, possessing twenty-two levels of spirit power—that is quite good." Feng Baiyu saw through the other's information at a glance, but still asked patiently, "What are your two spirit skills?"

Hearing this, Wang Long directly summoned his martial soul, the Coiling Dragon Staff. Beneath his feet appeared one yellow and one purple spirit ring. He cupped his fists and said, "Young Master Feng, my first spirit skill is [Dragon Pattern Impact], which increases my attack power by 200% for three minutes!"

"200%!"

Feng Baiyu had no reaction, but Shui Duanliu beside him couldn't help but gasp. This effect was somewhat terrifying!

Beast martial souls often featured enhancements, but among tool martial souls, even a 50% boost was considered remarkable! Most were simply attack-type skills; for instance, his own spirit skills had decent attack power, but none possessed such a high amplification.

"Not bad at all." Hearing that the other's first spirit skill had such an amplification, Feng Baiyu only nodded slightly. He said, "With this spirit skill, as long as you don't choose the wrong spirit beasts in the future, you can become a minor expert."

"Many thanks for the praise, Young Master Feng." Wang Long was a bit embarrassed and continued, "My second spirit skill is a thousand-year spirit ring. It grants me an auxiliary-type spirit skill called [Coiling Dragon Combo]. Each strike consumes 1% of my spirit power, but as long as the interval between attacks does not exceed one second, the power of the strikes will grow increasingly greater."

"That is somewhat similar to the Clear Sky Sect's [Rampant Cloak Hammer Technique]!" Feng Baiyu had already seen through the situation of the two spirit skills and said with a smile, "If you could get your hands on the secret techniques of the Clear Sky Sect, you could become invincible among your peers with just these two skills alone!"

Feng Baiyu spoke lightly, but Wang Long, like a child hearing praise from an adult, wore a smile on his face.

Wang Cheng tugged at his son, signaling him not to be impolite.

Then he said to Feng Baiyu, "Young Master Feng, I bought a few little trinkets in Heaven Dou the other day; I invite you to appraise them."

As he spoke, Wang Cheng took several items out of his storage spirit tool.

Wang Cheng had gone to Heaven Dou City with five treasures, and in the end, he had added some gold coins to exchange for thirteen items there.

Among them were six items he wasn't sure about, uncertain if the young master would like them. As for the rest, he had directly traded for the seven most precious items.

"Young Master Feng, this is a right-arm spirit bone produced by a two-thousand-year Blue-Ringed Octopus spirit beast."

"These are three rare and exotic herbs obtained from the Heaven Dou Empire auction."

"These are three strange metals purchased from there."

"This is..."

Wang Cheng brought out all thirteen items, showing them to Feng Baiyu as if offering up treasures.

Feng Baiyu activated his [Fire Phoenix True Sight] and examined the thirteen items one by one, finally letting his gaze fall upon Wang Cheng.

This Wang Cheng was capable; he went to an auction once and brought back two good things!

He had previously thought about rewarding the other party, but he hadn't expected the other to give him such a big surprise.

He was tempted to poach him!

However, Feng Baiyu quickly extinguished that thought.

Wang Cheng was the biological son of Qianjun Douluo, with eight older brothers and sisters above him and six younger siblings below. Although he couldn't be compared to a lone seedling like Feng Baiyu, he wasn't someone he could poach so easily.

It was enough for them to be on good terms.

"Uncle Wang, you have truly given me a great surprise. I like all of these things!" In less than a second, Feng Baiyu thought of an idea. He looked at Shui Duanliu and said, "Steward Shui, take Uncle Wang down to the accounting office to settle the finances. I find Brother Wang Long to be a kindred spirit and would like to chat with him."

"Many thanks, Young Master Feng." Hearing Feng Baiyu call him "Uncle Wang," Wang Cheng knew this move had been the right one.

However, even though Feng Baiyu could call him "Uncle Wang," he could not get ahead of himself and accept it as a matter of course.

"Long'er." Wang Cheng said to his son beside him, "Whatever Young Master Feng instructs, you are to comply."

"Dad, I understand." Wang Long replied, without any objection.

As Shui Duanliu took Wang Cheng away, Feng Baiyu looked at Wang Long and asked, "Brother Wang Long, do you want to become a Title Douluo?"

"What!" Hearing Feng Baiyu's words, Wang Long couldn't help but exclaim, "Young Master Feng, did you say... Title Douluo?"

Back when his martial soul awakened, his family's expectations for Wang Long were merely to reach Spirit Saint. If his fortune were heaven-defying, perhaps he could become a Spirit Douluo. Some time ago, his father brought him Whale Glue, saying his opportunity had arrived.

After consuming a large amount of Whale Glue, Wang Long did not fail the expectations of his elders, becoming the first person on record to reach the thousand-year level with his second spirit ring!

At that time, both his father and grandfather felt he had the potential to become a Spirit Douluo in the future.

Wang Long knew this wasn't talent, but luck.

Obtaining a treasure like Whale Glue at level twenty was the only reason his second spirit ring could reach the thousand-year level.

Even so, he had only ever dared to hope for the rank of Spirit Douluo.

Those with an innate spirit power of seven levels who managed to reach the rank of Title Douluo were already few and far between, let alone someone like him with only level six.

Yet, what had he just heard? Feng Baiyu was asking him if he wanted to become a Title Douluo!

"A Title Douluo?" Wang Long pointed at himself, asking curiously, "Me?"

"That's right!" Feng Baiyu said with a smile. "As long as you say the word, I am willing to cultivate you into a Title Douluo."

"I want to become a Title Douluo more than anything!" Wang Long gestured wildly in his excitement. "I—I—I dream about it every night!"

"I—I want it so badly."

Watching Feng Baiyu, Wang Long moved to kneel, his face full of sincerity. "Young Master Feng, as long as you can make me a Title Douluo, I—I will listen to everything you say for the rest of my life."