Cost: 36,000 gold coins.
System Evaluation: This old leek's attitude is excellent—devout, reverent, practically on a pilgrimage. Far more respectable than that female gambler earlier, who only wanted to win back her losses. This system is satisfied and shall bestow a generous reward.
Random Reward: Spirit Origin Evolution — Sacred Dragon Bloodline!
Host Reward: 3600 Gourmet Points.
Spirit… Origin Evolution?
A faint ripple of surprise finally appeared in Lin Feng's calm eyes.
This was a reward far rarer than Spirit Bones or extreme attributes.
A Spirit Bone was merely an external accessory.
An extreme attribute was simply reaching the peak of one path.
But Spirit Origin Evolution was a fundamental metamorphosis—a reshaping at the very root of life itself.
It was a true reversal of fate.
Lin Feng slowly lifted his eyelids.
For the first time, his gaze truly settled upon Tuoba Xi.
At that moment, Tuoba Xi stiffened completely.
Under that gaze, he felt his soul and Spirit stripped bare—every secret laid open without resistance.
The entire shop fell silent, breathless.
They all knew: the moment of destiny had arrived.
Lin Feng's thin lips parted. His voice was still calm, faint, detached—yet it carried the weight of a heavenly decree.
"Your devotion… I have witnessed it."
Just that single sentence made Tuoba Xi's aged body tremble uncontrollably.
"It's just…"
Lin Feng's tone dipped ever so slightly—almost imperceptibly—carrying a trace of disdain.
"Your Spirit, the White Armored Earth Dragon, is a bloodline of excessive impurity. It is unfit for great accomplishment."
Tuoba Xi's entire face drained of color.
Unfit for great use?
This was the dragon-type Spirit that had carried him to the peak of the continent.
Even if it was a sub-dragon, it was still a dragon.
Yet this Senior dismissed it as though it were worthless scrap.
Disappointment, unwillingness, sorrow—an overwhelming tide surged in his heart.
But before despair could fully settle, Lin Feng spoke again—his voice carrying divine pity and boundless grace.
"Very well."
"Today, I shall bestow upon you a grand fortune."
He extended a single finger and gently pointed toward Tuoba Xi.
"Let your earthly lizard taste… what it means to transform into a divine dragon."
The moment the words descended—
A speck of light, brighter than a falling star, shot into Tuoba Xi's body.
"ROAR—!!"
A dragon's roar—filled with agony yet ecstatic transcendence—burst from deep within his chest.
His White Armored Earth Dragon Spirit surged out uncontrollably!
The massive sub-dragon phantom let out a wail as its body shattered inch by inch under the baptism of that divine light.
Then—
From the fragments, radiant specks gathered and reformed the dragon's body.
The drab, chalk-white scales turned into luminous platinum.
The horns sharpened, gleaming like celestial metal.
The limbs grew lean and powerful—
And from its back, a pair of vast, radiant wings burst open in a blaze of sacred light.
The mixed aura of a sub-dragon vanished completely.
What replaced it was the majestic, sanctified presence of a true divine dragon—a being that judged all creation.
Tuoba Xi's face was already drenched in tears.
"This… this is…"
The changes to his Spirit were so overwhelming he couldn't form words.
The shop fell into stunned paralysis.
Spirit Kite Douluo—her phoenix eyes still blazing from Ultimate Fire—was frozen in horror.
Before that sacred dragon's might, her newly evolved Blazing Kite Spirit felt an instinctive, primal submission.
Lin Feng gazed at the divine dragon undergoing its final transformation and calmly bestowed its name.
"Remember."
"Its name henceforth is… Sacred Dragon."
Boom!!
The moment the name was spoken, spirit power erupted violently around Tuoba Xi.
This was the pure, terrifying energy feedback of Spirit Origin Evolution.
The bottleneck of Rank 91 shattered like brittle glass.
Rank 92!
His spirit power surged without pause.
Rank 93!
Only then did the explosive ascent slow, finally stabilizing just below Rank 94—one step from a new realm.
He could feel it clearly: a bit of cultivation would push him past that threshold within a month.
Of course, contrary to common sense, he had no intention of shutting himself away to cultivate.
Why seclude himself when eating and drawing prizes offered far more hope?
Beside him, Spirit Kite Douluo's joy from her Ultimate Fire breakthrough instantly collapsed.
She… had been caught up to?!
And judging by that full, abundant spirit power, he would surpass her entirely in no time.
A violent unwillingness surged through her chest.
No.
Absolutely not.
Tomorrow—
She would eat MORE.
Spend MORE.
Draw something even more heaven-defying than a Sacred Dragon!
She would NOT be at the bottom of the Elder Council!
Crack—!!
Just as Spirit Kite Douluo was staring daggers at Tuoba Xi, a sharp, horrifying sound of bones grinding snapped through the air.
"Oh my god! Master—Master! My hand! YOUR hand!"
Yan, who had been dumbfounded by Tuoba Xi's breakthroughs, suddenly twisted into a contorted mask of agony, screaming like a slaughtered pig.
"It's going to break! It's REALLY going to break! My bones! I can hear my bones crying, Master!!!"
Spirit Kite Douluo jerked back to reality.
She slowly lowered her head and looked at her own slender, jade-white hand.
At some point, her fingers had clamped tightly—very tightly—onto Yan's shoulder.
Her five delicate "scallion-like" fingers were tightening bit by bit, uncontrollably.
The bone-grinding crackle beneath her fingertips was unmistakable.
She froze for a moment, then gently released her hand.
Her face returned to a serene, gentle smile—warm like a spring breeze.
Warm enough to send icy terror down Yan's spine.
She lightly brushed away imaginary dust from his shoulder and spoke in the kindest, softest tone imaginable:
"Dear disciple… Your Master was just moved by Elder Tuoba's divine might. My strength slipped a little."
Her phoenix eyes arched gracefully, golden divine flames flickering deep within.
"Your Master didn't mean it."
"Do you… believe me?"
Believe?
Believe your sister!
I'd believe a ghost before I believe YOU!
Yan screamed inside his heart, spewing curses with enough venom to poison a river.
So what if he had laughed when she had noodles dangling from her nostril?!
Was this revenge really necessary?!
"If this is 'didn't control my strength,' then I'm an emperor!"
But when his eyes met her "gentle," "loving," "absolutely-not-going-to-kill-you" smile—
His survival instinct completely crushed his dignity.
Yan forced a fawning smile onto his face—uglier than crying—as he rotated his almost dislocated shoulder.
"Yes! Of course this disciple believes Master!"
"Master just gained supreme divine fire—losing control for a moment is completely normal!"
"This disciple has thick skin and flesh. Being personally 'guided' by Master—this is a blessing I cultivated for three lifetimes!"
"Hiss… See? It doesn't hurt at all! Look, I can still move it!"
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