Three-Tailed Wind Leaf

Wang Long truly wanted to become a Titled Douluo!

If someone else had asked him, Wang Long wouldn't merely have been half-skeptical; at most, he would have believed them a little.

But Feng Baiyu, a youth several years younger than him, had told him that his grandfather's Whale Rubber could strengthen his body—and had helped him reach the thousand-year level with his Second Soul Ring.

He wasn't going to believe everything Feng Baiyu said.

But Wang Long knew this was his only chance to get close to Feng Baiyu.

He was only ever likely to reach Soul Douluo in this lifetime, so he might as well entrust his hopes to Feng Baiyu!

"Brother Wang Long." Feng Baiyu stopped Wang Long from kneeling and said, "You're three years older than I am. How could I accept your kowtow?"

"Since I've offered, I'll do everything I can to help." Feng Baiyu looked earnest as he promised, "When you get back, tell your family. Come to my home in a few days. My Feng Family will cover all the resources you need to cultivate to Titled Douluo!"

"Thank you, Young Master Feng." Wang Long looked deeply grateful.

The two chatted for a while, and then Shui Duanliu returned with Wang Cheng.

It was easy to tell from Wang Cheng's face that he was quite pleased with today's deal. What he didn't know was that something even more satisfying was still to come!

Everything had been settled, so Feng Baiyu didn't keep the Wang father and son.

The two left happily, and only then did Feng Baiyu speak. "Shui Guan, prepare a guest room for Wang Long. He'll be coming over before long."

"Huh?" Shui Duanliu froze for a moment, but quickly agreed. "Yes, Young Master."

Feng Baiyu wasn't acting on impulse. Wang Cheng had simply given him too much!

The Gold of Life he'd obtained earlier had been a lucky find. At most, he felt he owed the other party something. In the future, he could make it up to him with a generous compensation, and then they would owe each other nothing.

But today, Wang Cheng had given him two more good things.

One was the two-thousand-year-old Right Arm Bone of a Blue-Ringed Octopus. This soul bone would be enormously useful to Feng Baiyu.

The other was the collection of rare flowers and herbs he'd brought back.

Among them was a Three-Tailed Wind Leaf!

[Three-Tailed Wind Leaf]: A premium medicinal herb. Its leaves resemble phoenix tails, swaying in the breeze with a lively, dancing grace. It can enhance perception and increase speed.

Feng Baiyu had seen it in the Compendium of Flora and Herbs before. It was still a long way from being an Immortal Herb, but it nevertheless belonged to the ranks of premium medicinal herbs. It was of little use to him, but it would be quite useful to his grandfather, Feng Qingluan.

This single herb might not be enough to help his grandfather reach level 97, but it could still carry him a long way forward.

For that alone, Feng Baiyu couldn't treat the other party unfairly.

Besides, Wang Long had a good nature and a sincere heart. It was great to have a friend who could make progress alongside him.

Talent could be improved, but character was hard to cultivate.

A friend he'd known since childhood was far more reliable than some genius he might recruit later.

Feng Baiyu put away the things Wang Cheng had brought. He carefully stored the Three-Tailed Wind Leaf, then planted the other two ornamental flowers and herbs directly in the cultivation grounds.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!"

Little Black, whom Feng Baiyu had left here earlier, immediately scampered over happily when it saw him arrive.

It watched Feng Baiyu planting the herbs, then edged a little closer.

"Don't fool around." Feng Baiyu flicked Little Black on the forehead. It squawked and ran off.

Little Black was indignant, so it turned around and took out its frustration on the other Soul Beasts.

For a while, the place was once again in complete chaos.

"What? Young Master Feng said he'd cultivate you into a Titled Douluo?" Back home, Wang Cheng stared at his son in astonishment. He was stunned for a long while before finally asking, "C-could that be possible?"

"How would I know if it's possible?" Wang Long scratched his head and said, "But that's what Young Master Feng said. He told me to come back and get ready, then go see him at Feng Mansion."

Wang Cheng was silent for a long time after hearing Wang Long's words. He paced back and forth around the room. After a while, he said with a complicated expression, "You brat, luck really does shine on you!"

Wang Cheng had Innate Soul Power of level seven. Though becoming a Titled Douluo would be difficult, he still had a chance of reaching Soul Douluo.

It was just that his first few Soul Rings had been poorly chosen, leaving his combat ability merely average.

His eldest brother was a Platinum Bishop, his second brother was the vice dean of Spirit Hall Academy, and his other brothers all held respectable positions. Fortunately, Wang Cheng had a good head for business and ran the family's Treasure Pavilion profitably.

Though he had fine clothes, good food, a beautiful wife, and lovely concubines every day, he wasn't happy.

If he could become a Titled Douluo, he would surely devote himself to cultivation.

Wang Cheng had many children, and Wang Long wasn't particularly outstanding among them. But who could have guessed that he'd be so lucky? Just before obtaining his Second Soul Ring, he'd received a method for strengthening his body from his father, then absorbed a thousand-year Soul Ring.

Wasn't that a stroke of fortune?

"Since Young Master Feng has offered, then go!" Wang Cheng thought for a moment, then took out most of the family's liquid assets. "There are three million gold coins on this card. From now on, you'll serve as Young Master Feng's attendant. Just do whatever he tells you. I'll talk to your grandfather and the others."

"Dad, thank you." Wang Long was deeply moved. His family was well-off, but handing over three million in cash was still enough to leave a serious dent in their finances.

"My son, cultivate well." Wang Cheng patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Your uncles are about at their limit at Soul Douluo, and it's anyone's guess when I'll reach that level. But you're different—you have what it takes to become a Titled Douluo!"

"I-I understand!" Wang Long nodded solemnly, as if making a vow. "I'll definitely become a Titled Douluo!"

The burden of having three Titled Douluos in one family had finally fallen on Wang Long's shoulders.

The next day, while Feng Baiyu was cultivating, Wang Long arrived at the Feng Family.

Since Shui Duanliu had given the orders in advance, Wang Long was taken straight to Feng Baiyu's cultivation grounds.

Wang Long looked at the beautiful little forest, a trace of envy in his eyes. No wonder it was Young Master Feng's cultivation ground. It was even more beautiful than the places belonging to his grandfather and second grandfather.

"Brother Wang Long, you're here." Feng Baiyu smiled when he saw him arrive. "I don't know much about your cultivation yet, so just cultivate as you usually do for now."

"Okay." Wang Long didn't stand on ceremony. He found a spot, sat cross-legged, and began his Calm Mind for the day.

Feng Baiyu observed Wang Long for a while, then closed his eyes and began cultivating. Feng Baiyu was a genius in theory, but he wasn't quite sure how to teach Wang Long.

At a time like this, it was better to let Shui Duanliu be the teacher.

Shui Duanliu was a level 79 Soul Saint, and he also had a Tool Martial Soul. Guiding a little Soul Grandmaster would naturally be a piece of cake.

However, before Shui Duanliu could offer any guidance, Little Black had already started fighting with Wang Long.