As the spirit power storm sweeping through the restaurant finally calmed, Tuoba Xi slowly opened his eyes.
The once-aged dragon gaze now shone like molten divine gold—clear, sharp, brimming with indescribable excitement and the trembling awe of rebirth.
Sacred spirit power coursed through him like a thunderous river.
A sovereign's majesty radiated from the very root of his Spirit.
His cultivation, which had stagnated for more than ten years, had broken through in one breath—advancing two levels!
The bloodline shackles that tormented him for a lifetime shattered, turning him into a true divine dragon of the heavens.
This wasn't grace.
This was rebirth.
No… even greater than rebirth.
The next second—
Under countless stunned gazes—
The newly transformed Sacred Giant Dragon Douluo, an Elder of the Spirit Hall, dropped to his knees with a resounding crash before the figure lazily reclining in the rocking chair.
Bang!
"Senior granted me a divine dragon's body and opened the Great Path to the Heavens for me! This divine grace—Tuoba Xi will never forget!"
His voice no longer carried mere respect, but trembling fanaticism—like a believer kneeling before a deity.
"From today onward, my Tuoba lineage shall serve Senior for generations! Through fire or water—ten thousand deaths without retreat!"
Such words were not flattery, but the solemn vow of a Titled Douluo and a powerful clan.
Lin Feng didn't even spare him a full glance.
He simply waved his hand as though brushing away a bothersome insect.
"This was a reward you drew from the lottery. It has nothing to do with me."
His tone was flat, indifferent, dismissive.
Tuoba Xi froze, then laughed self-mockingly.
Yes… In Senior's eyes, someone like him—someone who once stood at the peak—was probably no different from an ant. What was clan prestige to an existence who could bestow miracles casually?
But it didn't matter.
Even if Senior didn't want his loyalty, he would still offer it.
Having understood this, Tuoba Xi bowed deeply again, then retreated respectfully, fanatical devotion burning ever brighter in his eyes.
Lin Feng glanced outside.
Night had fallen.
A crescent moon hung quietly above the street.
He stretched lazily, joints cracking softly.
"It's late."
His calm voice drifted through the still-stunned crowd.
"I'm going to rest. This establishment is closed for today."
Everyone instantly snapped out of their daze.
Closed?
This early?
Yet no one dared even think of objecting.
Senior's will was law.
If he wished to rest, then the heavens and earth rested.
"Junior obeys Senior's decree."
Tuoba Xi bowed again, even more reverent than when worshiping the Supreme Pontiff.
The others followed suit one by one.
Before leaving, Spirit Kite Douluo shot Tuoba Xi a burning look—equal parts unwillingness and frustration.
Of course, she didn't forget to grab her "good disciple" like a chick.
"Come, good disciple," she said with a smile far too bright.
"This master is eager to… cherish you properly."
Yan visibly trembled.
His expression was filled with despair as he looked back every few steps, desperately signaling Hu Liena and Xie Yue for help.
They both turned away without hesitation.
Better a dead friend than a dead self.
Under a mix of awe, sympathy, and schadenfreude, the group left Feng Ran Pavilion in an orderly line.
The wind chimes rang one last time—
and silence finally returned.
"Hoo—"
Lin Feng exhaled deeply.
The profound, unfathomable expression vanished from his face instantly—replaced by a grin he could no longer suppress.
Today's wave… was pure profit!
He eagerly shouted in his mind:
"System! System! Quick—give me the gains!"
"Tsk."
The system's cold, disdainful voice appeared.
"Look at you. They're just a few Titled Douluo leeks. Must you be this excited?"
Lin Feng's face darkened.
"Cut the nonsense. Report!"
"Ding! Daily Business Summary!"
"Total Gold Spent: 149,350."
"Total Gourmet Points Earned: 14,935."
Lin Feng's mood skyrocketed.
Even the system's snark felt pleasing to the ear now.
But more important than points…
was what had happened earlier.
A one-in-ten-thousand chance Divine Grace Critical Hit—
Triggered when Spirit Kite Douluo obtained Ultimate Fire.
Divine Grace Reward: Mastery of the Eight Extreme Attributes.
Yes. That.
This was why he closed early.
Not because the leeks were gone.
But because he was about to lose control.
His body was shaking from the sheer force of this reward—an authority capable of overturning the world.
Mastery of the Eight Extreme Attributes.
This wasn't a skill.
This was authority.
The first step toward transcending the restaurant's pseudo-god Domain…
toward becoming a true god wielding the laws of heaven and earth.
Every cell in his body was roaring with it.
Lin Feng slowly lifted his right hand.
A thought—
A pure golden divine flame flickered at the tip of his index finger.
Another thought—
A deep blue ice crystal, radiating absolute-zero chill, condensed at his middle finger.
Opposing extremes.
Elements that should annihilate one another—
Yet now rested gently at his command, as docile as his own limbs.
A terrifying thought rose in him.
What if… I forcibly merge the two?
His Adam's apple bobbed.
His eyes lit with unprecedented fervor.
Slowly—
inch by inch—
he brought the golden divine flame closer to the blue ice crystal.
Judging from the excitement on his face…
He was definitely going to be playing with this all night.
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