Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The next day, Feng Zhi deliberately changed into a lake-blue dress and held a walking pin in her hand. She planned to stroll around the city and buy some small toys to relieve her boredom.
Perhaps it was because of the advancement of her water-type bloodline, she did not feel tired even after sleeping for a few hours. Instead, she was in a very good mental state!
Anyway, the second branch had made an oath with her that they would not come to provoke her again in the near future. She informed her father and left the mansion and went straight to the nearest market.
“Come and have a look, come and have a look! There are only things that you can’t imagine, there’s nothing that I don’t sell here!”
The hawkers’ shout were incessant, and the business was quite good.
This street was called the Ghost Market.
It was said that here, there were people who had discerned the goods and found rare treasures, and there were also people who had spent all their wealth to buy a few pieces of scrap metal and scrap stones. It really tested one’s eyesight!
“Isn’t that the young miss of the Feng Clan?”
“Yes! It’s her… why is she here? I heard that she has awakened the weakest water bloodline, it’s too embarrassing!”
“If it were me, I would definitely hide at home and not dare to come out! Who knows, I might be captured one day and become a slave!”
“That’s right! What’s the use of being beautiful? Isn’t she still inferior to her family’s second young miss? What a waste!”
The surrounding people seemed to recognize her identity, but their discussions were not restrained at all. Their voices were loud and clear, and Feng Zhi thought that they were just singing an opera!
She was not angry. Arguing with this group of people who only knew how to gossip and belittle others to get satisfaction was really degrading her status!
After bypassing a few stalls selling crystals, Feng Zhi’s attention was attracted by a middle-aged man’s stall.
The man was fanning himself, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. A few seemingly old books were thrown out in front of him. Some of them were covered in thick dust, and it was hard to see what the handwriting was.
Feng Zhi stopped in her tracks, squatted down, and pulled at the pile of books.
“Miss, five gold coins for one book. No credit, no bargaining!”
The man heard the footsteps and opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes were still closed.
Feng Zhi found it interesting and asked, “does the stall owner have a skill that can be cultivated with the water bloodline?”
“A healing skill? It’s all here…”
The stall owner suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Zhi with some interest. He used his fan to push the two tattered books to her. “Miss, you don’t have to be sad. If it really doesn’t work out, you can just set up a stall in the future and make a living.”
Feng Zhi laughed lightly. It seemed that her story had spread throughout the entire city!
Thinking about it, she had already become the laughingstock of everyone.
People couldn’t wait to see her fall from the altar. In their dreams!
Throwing aside the boring healing techniques, Feng Zhi suddenly saw a book that was buried under the ground. A corner was revealed and she pulled it out.
This book seemed to have been placed there for many years. When the wind blew twice, the yellowed and thin pages looked as if they were about to shatter.
“Stall owner, I want this book.”
Feng Zhi’s eyes lit up as she looked at the tattered book that was pulled out from the corner. On the cover, there were a few big words, “freezing technique!”
“?”
The stall owner narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly. He asked, “Miss Feng, since you have a water bloodline, you have to accept your fate and learn healing skills. In the future, your life as a slave will at least be a little easier. If you choose to use an attack skill, you can’t change it!”
The surrounding commoners were filled with ridicule and shock, saying that her mind was not clear.
Choosing a skill was an extremely prudent thing to do. Every skill had a maximum level of 9, and for every star in the level, only one skill point could be obtained!
As for Feng Zhi, she could only obtain a maximum of 27 skill points, so she had to be even more cautious.
The initial damage of the frost skill was small, and the range of use was even smaller. Once she chose, she would be no different from a cripple, and she would only be beaten up!
Could it be that the young miss of the Feng family was going to give up and only rely on brute force to fight against Feng Lan?
All sorts of speculations did not waver Feng Zhi’s choice. She readily took out five gold coins, threw them to the stall owner, and stood up.
“My life is in my own hands. Compared to being passive, I prefer the thrill of attacking!”
“Thank you for your good intentions!”
She tilted her head slightly, and her gaze swept over the people around her. After everyone uncomfortably shifted their gazes away, she put away the book and continued to stroll around…
The stall owner stared at her back and picked up a few gold coins. The corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile.
“Young miss Feng, if you don’t have a water bloodline, you are indeed a talent.”
His voice soon drifted in the wind. Feng Zhi walked past a stall selling jewelry and could not help but stop in her tracks.
“Young lady, you have good eyesight! This butterfly hairpin has just arrived. This craftsmanship, this gemstone! Wearing it can even give you a skill boost! How rare!”
The stall owner quickly started to brag.
Feng Zhi was a little moved. She remembered that her mother liked butterfly designs the most. If she bought it as a gift for her, she would definitely be very happy!
These few days, due to her matters, mother Feng was in a low mood. She should be coaxing her to be happy!
“This…”
“I want it!”
She was just about to speak when she saw the butterfly hairpin being snatched away in front of her eyes. An arrogant voice sounded in her ears.