Lin Feng's words struck Chrysanthemum Douluo like a divine thunderbolt exploding inside his skull.
He froze on the spot.
In just a few seconds, his expression shifted rapidly—from confusion, to shock, to numbness, and finally… to utter despair.
Reward level… decreased?
Didn't that mean obtaining the Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum was now nothing but a distant fantasy?!
Being on that damned observation list…
Rewards downgraded…
How was he supposed to draw any Immortal Herb like this?!
Forget Immortal Herbs—even drawing an 80,000-year Spirit Bone like Ghost Douluo would become an unattainable luxury!
What would he get from now on?
Indestructible socks?
Self-cleaning underwear?
…Actually, that underwear idea sounded pretty useful—
NO!
That still couldn't compare to Immortal Herbs!
Just imagining such a miserable future made Chrysanthemum Douluo feel his entire world collapsing.
His tears—which had stopped for less than a minute—burst forth again like a river breaking through a dam.
And this time… he cried even harder.
"Wuwuwu… my Immortal Herbs… my Qi Rong Tong Tian Chrysanthemum…"
He sobbed uncontrollably, wiping his tears fiercely with the "Yue Guan's Sigh" handkerchief.
The more he wiped, the sadder he became.
The sadder he became, the more he wiped.
The handkerchief's absorbency was truly excellent; after wiping for so long, it remained pristine and spotless.
Ghost Douluo finally came to his senses as well. He looked at the wailing Chrysanthemum Douluo, then at the Spirit Bone in his hand—and felt a wave of lingering terror.
Fortunately, Yue Guan had slapped some sense into him earlier.
Otherwise, if he had really shouted, "One of everything!", then instead of holding a precious Spirit Bone…
He might now be hugging a "Gui Mei's Repentance" bath towel.
Just imagining it made Ghost Douluo instinctively clutch the Spirit Bone tighter.
An 80,000-year Spirit Bone!
Even on the whole continent, there were only a handful!
Ignoring Chrysanthemum Douluo's breakdown, Lin Feng kept glancing toward the shop entrance.
Something felt wrong.
Since Chrysanthemum Douluo had discovered the shop yesterday, shouldn't he have informed many Titled Douluo?
Logically, the place should be packed today.
But so far… aside from Ghost Douluo, no one else had come.
Where were the others?
Lin Feng's gaze drifted past Chrysanthemum Douluo's sniffles and toward the street.
Empty.
Deserted.
Only a few ordinary civilians passed by—no Spirit Masters in sight.
This made no sense!
According to his plan, Chrysanthemum Douluo would've returned, spread the word to other Titled Douluo, and those Elders would flock here in droves.
His points would have skyrocketed!
But instead… Lin Feng frowned.
Just then, Ghost Douluo noticed his confusion.
He put away the Spirit Bone like a priceless treasure and approached respectfully.
"Senior, are you waiting for guests?"
Lin Feng swept him a glance but didn't answer.
Ghost Douluo instantly understood.
"Senior… do you wish to know why no other Titled Douluo came?"
Only then did Lin Feng look him in the eye. "Hmm?"
Ghost Douluo gave a helpless smile and pointed at Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was still crying as if his heart had shattered.
"Senior, Yue Guan did indeed inform all the Titled Douluo in the Elder Palace this morning."
"And then?"
"And then…" Ghost Douluo's expression turned complicated. "Not a single one believed him."
Lin Feng paused.
"Everyone thought Yue Guan was spouting nonsense," Ghost Douluo explained.
"In their eyes, things like 'gaining spirit power just by eating' are utterly impossible."
"And the key point—Yue Guan has no concrete proof."
Lin Feng's eye twitched.
No wonder.
Of course those stubborn old fogies wouldn't believe it.
After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo did have nothing to show for his claims.
Yesterday's Immortal Herb was confiscated.
Today he drew… a handkerchief.
Even he wouldn't believe Chrysanthemum Douluo.
Lin Feng wanted to cry out silently.
He originally thought Chrysanthemum Douluo would trigger a consumption frenzy.
Instead, these Titled Douluo were all stubborn mules!
No guests = no points.
No points = no growth.
A depressing loop.
"Ding! Don't be discouraged, tiny host! The system believes you will one day reach 100,000 points!"
Lin Feng's face darkened.
He wanted to grab this lousy system and strangle it.
But what annoyed him more was the lack of customers.
Would it kill those Titled Douluo to come check for themselves?
Why so rigid?!
While Lin Feng grumbled inwardly, Ghost Douluo felt his Senior's displeasure keenly.
He hugged his Spirit Bone, brain working rapidly.
Senior seemed upset that no one was coming to consume…
This couldn't do at all!
Senior bestowed him such a priceless treasure—how could he allow Senior's mood to sour?
Ghost Douluo suddenly stood up straight.
"Senior!"
His tone was filled with unprecedented determination.
"I am willing to take the Spirit Bone you granted and immediately go promote your glory!"
"I will let those short-sighted fools witness what true opportunity is!"
Lin Feng's eyes brightened.
Good! A teachable leek!
Not only willing to spend money but also willing to bring in more leeks!
This was the standard of a model customer!
Outwardly calm, Lin Feng nodded lightly.
"As you wish."
Then, as if speaking to himself, he added:
"If they do not come, then they will simply miss the experience of the human world."
Boom.
Everyone trembled.
Human world?
Experience?
Ghost Douluo's eyes widened.
Was this Senior… truly a deity descending to walk among mortals?!
Chrysanthemum Douluo stopped crying entirely, staring at Lin Feng with swollen eyes filled with awe.
Hu Liena and the other two exchanged looks, their expressions filled with shock.
Thinking of everything Lin Feng had done—
Increasing spirit power with a meal.
Conjuring spirit rings from nothing.
Suppressing Chrysanthemum Douluo with a single glance.
If he were a deity…
Everything made sense.
While they trembled in speculation, Lin Feng spoke again—slowly, casually—yet carrying a hint of approval.
"Since you have such awareness… it is praiseworthy."
Ghost Douluo practically trembled in ecstasy.
A deity-like Senior praised him!
This felt even more exciting than receiving the Spirit Bone!
But then—
Lin Feng waved his hand.
Whoosh—
In an instant, eleven glowing medicinal plants appeared before them—
including a true Immortal Herb.
The temperature of the room seemed to change.
Everyone's eyes went wide.
Even Chrysanthemum Douluo's tears stopped mid-fall.
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