Douluo Continent: My name is Lu Mingfei, and my martial soul is Lu Mingze.

On the day of the treasure appreciation event, Lu Mingfei changed into clean clothes, tucked the invitation into his pocket, and walked towards the Jubao Pavilion.

When Lu Mingfei arrived, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong were already waiting at the door.

Huo Yuhao is still the same as ever.

Wang Dong stood beside him, wearing a light blue robe, her features as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Lu Mingfei waved to them.

"Yuhao!"

Wang Dong turned his head and froze the moment he saw Lu Mingfei.

Then his eyes reddened.

Tears rolled down her face without warning, sliding down her fair cheeks.

Lu Mingfei walked closer and was baffled by Wang Dong's appearance.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Dong quickly wiped away his tears, his voice trembling slightly.

"N-nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you in so long, and I'm feeling a little... a little excited."

Lu Mingfei's lips twitched.

He thought to himself that if he didn't know Wang Dong was a woman, he would definitely feel a chill and would find a time to secretly get rid of her.

But fortunately, he knew.

So Lu Mingfei just chuckled dryly and patted Wang Dong on the shoulder.

"Alright, seeing how touched you are, I'm quite touched too."

Wang Dong lowered his head, his ears turning slightly red.

Huo Yuhao watched this scene from the side, feeling that something was not quite right, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Let's go, let's go in." Lu Mingfei took the lead and walked towards the entrance of Jubaoge.

The three of them walked to the door and handed their invitations to the waiter at the door.

After checking, the waiter bowed slightly and pushed open the carved door behind him.

The moment the door opened, a warm yellow light poured out from inside.

Lu Mingfei looked up and couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly.

The interior of Jubaoge was much more spacious than he had imagined.

The hall has a three-story high ceiling, with dozens of soul-guided crystal lamps hanging from the dome. The warm yellow light, refracted by the crystals, shines down as brightly as daytime.

The ground was covered with a deep red velvet carpet, which felt soft and squishy underfoot, giving it a somewhat unreal feel.

Dozens of display stands were set up in the hall, each displaying different soul tools. Some were weapons, some were armor, and some were rare items that Lu Mingfei had never seen before.

Around the booth, guests who had come to attend the treasure appreciation event stood in twos and threes, some talking in hushed tones, and others carefully observing the exhibits.

But what's most eye-catching are the young female receptionists moving around the lobby.

These girls' outfits, to put it nicely, are bold; to put it bluntly, they're revealing.

They were all sweet and lovely, with slender and delicate figures. Their upper bodies were bare, their shoulders exposed, and their round breasts were tightly wrapped, revealing a clear cleavage.

She wore a long skirt, but the fabric was so thin that it was translucent, and the lines of her legs could be vaguely seen.

Huo Yuhao's face turned red the moment his gaze swept over.

Before he could react, Wang Dong had already covered his eyes with a slap.

"Don't look!"

Huo Yuhao was startled by his sudden action.

"I didn't—"

"Of course you saw it!" Wang Dong's tone was tinged with annoyance. He covered Huo Yuhao's eyes while glaring at Lu Mingfei, as if to say, "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Lu Mingfei, on the other hand, didn't seem to feel anything.

He glanced at the young women who were there to greet him, but his heart remained unmoved.

It wasn't that he was pretending to be high-minded; it was just that the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor in his spiritual sea usually dressed like this, even less and more revealing than these girls.

Of course, the key point is not how much or how little clothing one wears, but the difference in appearance—the faces of Hyotei and Yuki-tei are truly stunning. Having spent every day with these two, he has become completely desensitized to this level of beauty.

To put it bluntly, my aesthetic threshold has been raised, and I no longer find anything amazing.

It's like eating at a five-star chef's every day, and then eating at a roadside stall. Even if the roadside stall is good, you won't have that "wow, this is delicious" feeling.

This is the state Lu Mingfei is in.

He turned his gaze away and began to examine the exhibits around him.

Huo Yuhao finally managed to pry Wang Dong's hands open, his face turning as red as a monkey's bottom, and he dared not let his gaze wander anymore.

The three had only taken a few steps when a young receptionist approached them with a standard smile on her face.

"Three distinguished guests, please present your invitations. We will arrange exclusive reception services for you."

Lu Mingfei handed over the invitation, and the girl took it, glanced at it, and her smile became even brighter.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Huo, please come with me."

She specifically invited only Lu Mingfei and Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao looked at Lu Mingfei with some confusion, and Lu Mingfei shrugged.

The girl led them to a rest area on one side of the hall, invited them to sit down, and then served them several cups of tea and delicate snacks.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Huo, congratulations on becoming distinguished guests of our Jubao Pavilion." The young woman bowed slightly.

"As VIPs, you two can choose one item from the Treasure Pavilion each year for free, with no restrictions on type or value."

Huo Yuhao was stunned.

Lu Mingfei was also stunned for a moment, but quickly came to his senses.

Choose one item for free?

Unlimited value?

This is a huge investment.

After the girl finished speaking, she stepped aside.

Huo Yuhao lowered his voice and asked Lu Mingfei, "Senior, what's going on?"

Just as Lu Mingfei was about to speak, a clear but aged voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"You two boys, don't be surprised. Go and choose what you want."

Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback.

He recognized the voice; it was Elder Lin from the Sea God Pavilion.

"The Treasure Pavilion is an academy's property, so they are well aware of your situation. Huo Yuhao's acquisition of top-tier VIP status is the academy's decision. However, you must keep this matter a secret and not disclose the relationship between the Treasure Pavilion and the academy, or your respective VIP levels, to outsiders; otherwise, you will be disqualified from entering the Treasure Pavilion."

Lu Mingfei understood.

So this magnificent place belongs to Shrek.

Shrek Academy is indeed rich.

Huo Yuhao's expression changed from surprise to realization, clearly indicating that he had also received the same telepathic message.

The two looked at each other and nodded simultaneously.

Wang Dong glanced at Lu Mingfei, then at Huo Yuhao, and felt that something had happened between the two of them that he didn't know about.

"Alright, no need to be nervous." Lu Mingfei stood up and patted his clothes.

"Since you're getting VIP treatment, then take your time to browse around."

Huo Yuhao also stood up, his gaze sweeping around the hall before finally settling on the soul tools on the display stands, his eyes gradually brightening.

He was a soul tool enthusiast, and this scene was like a mouse falling into a rice jar to him.

Lu Mingfei's gaze shifted back and forth between the armor and support areas.

He had plenty of gold soul coins in his pocket and was a VIP, so his mission today was to spend some money.

"Let's go check out the armor section first." Lu Mingfei waved to Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong.

As soon as the three of them took a step, a young receptionist followed with a smile, maintaining a polite distance and ready to introduce the exhibits to them at any time.

Huo Yuhao carefully avoided looking at the girl, because he could feel Wang Dong's gaze sweeping over him from time to time, carrying a warning meaning.

Seeing Huo Yuhao's cowardly appearance, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but laugh.

"Yuhao, what are you so nervous about?"

"I wasn't nervous," Huo Yuhao insisted.

"Aren't you nervous about walking with your arms and legs moving in unison?"

Huo Yuhao looked down and realized that he was indeed walking with the same steps backwards, and his face immediately turned red.

Wang Dong burst out laughing.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, thinking that the two of them were a perfect match.

He turned around and strode towards the armor section.

The guests in the hall were clearly divided into groups; some were dressed in fine clothes and were obviously wealthy merchants or members of religious sects from out of town.

Some were dressed simply, but had a calm demeanor; most of them were Shrek students or teachers.

Everyone's eyes lingered on the exhibits, and occasionally people would whisper among themselves, discussing the cost-effectiveness of a particular soul tool.

Lu Mingfei walked to the first display stand in the armor section, his gaze falling on a dark blue breastplate.

The receptionist immediately stepped forward to introduce the service.

"Mr. Lu, this is a level six defensive soul tool that can withstand three full-force attacks from a level seven Soul Emperor. The price is 1,200 gold soul coins."

Lu Mingfei picked up the breastplate and weighed it in his hand.

It's quite heavy, and the soul power fluctuations are stable; it's definitely a good item.

He turned to look at Huo Yuhao.

"Yuhao, what do you think?"