A crisp crunch echoed throughout the silent hall.
It echoed even louder inside Angel God's mind.
Her scalp tingled all the way to her toes.
Her entire body froze.
It was… crispy?!
It was over.
Truly over.
Dark as charcoal, smelling like decay, and now—crispy?
This WORLD… this UNIVERSE… had betrayed her.
An unprecedented wave of despair surged across her divine soul.
She braced herself for the foul explosion, prepared to be spiritually defiled—
But the hell she expected… never arrived.
Because—
Just as the crispy shell cracked apart—
That terrifying stench vanished.
Like a demon meeting a Buddha—instant purification.
Not only gone—
But instantly replaced with…
A powerful, aggressive, incomprehensibly divine fragrance.
Not mortal spice.
Not mortal seasoning.
This was a fragrance that blended salty, spicy, savory, smoky, fermented, and an indescribable ancient charm—
Perfectly.
Beneath the crisp shell was a hot, soft core.
The countless pores inside burst open like fireworks—
Exploding with rich, concentrated sauce.
Spicy—but not painful.
Salty—but not heavy.
Savory—explosive.
Angel God's mind went—
"————————"
(Completely blank.)
Her soul trembled.
Her body moved on instinct.
Before Rakshasa God could even react—
Angel God leaned forward—
Opened her little mouth—
And stuffed the remaining half of the tofu into her mouth.
"Angel!?"
Rakshasa God screamed in their shared mind.
"Did the stench break your divine brain?! You're crazy!!"
Rakshasa God had previously shut off taste and smell to protect herself.
She had no idea what heaven Angel God was experiencing.
But Angel God had no spare attention for her screaming roommate.
Her delicate cheeks bulged adorably.
"Crunch—crunch—crunch."
Black sauce dripped down the corner of her lips.
The sight was… indescribably shocking.
"Angel! SAY SOMETHING! Don't scare me!!!"
Rakshasa God felt something was very wrong.
Angel God swallowed quickly—
Her golden eyes shone with divine brilliance.
She looked at the plate of stinky tofu like a starving wolf.
Then—
Her pink tongue flicked out and licked the sauce sliding down her lips.
Mmm.
Even the sauce was divine.
Without hesitation—
Her trembling hand reached out again.
Picked up another tofu piece.
Stuffed it directly into her mouth.
"Crunch!"
Rakshasa God finally understood.
Her eyes turned blood red.
"ANGEL!!! YOU TREACHEROUS OLD WOMAN!! YOU LIED TO ME!!!"
She exploded.
"We agreed ONE BITE EACH! Why have you eaten THREE?!
Give me back the body! I WANT TO EAT!!!"
And so—
A bizarre spectacle unfolded.
Angel Dong's body twitched violently.
One second—sacred and noble.
Next second—seductive and unruly.
But regardless of which god had control—
The hand kept shoving tofu into their mouth.
"Let go! This one is mine!" Angel God shouted.
"Bullshit! You already ate three! If you don't let go, I'll go eat the noodles!!" Rakshasa God countered.
"You DARE?!"
Their divine quarreling was silent to everyone else.
To Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhu Zhuyun hiding in the corner—
All they saw was:
A woman stuffing stinky black cubes into her mouth…
Eyes rolling…
Body twitching…
Expression switching between angelic holiness and evil enchantress—
Like a lunatic possessed.
Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a horrified glance.
A terrible realization slowly rose from the depths of their souls—
Angel God and Rakshasa God…
Ate shit and went crazy.
Hu Liena's face drained of color.
"She's gone insane… Zhuqing… if we eat it… will we… also…"
Zhu Zhuqing's cat ears trembled violently.
Her pale face shook fiercely.
She didn't want to know.
She really didn't want to know.
Finally, with trembling hope, Hu Liena pleaded:
"Master… can we… not eat this…?"
Lin Feng didn't answer.
He simply watched them with a faint smile.
He lifted two skewers—each holding a fresh, steaming piece of stinky tofu.
Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing both paled—
Before they could beg again—
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two black blurs shot forward—
Perfect arcs—
And landed precisely into their open mouths.
"Mmph!"
"Wu—!!"
Their minds blanked.
Their stomachs flipped.
Reflex screamed at them to spit it out—
"Chew."
Lin Feng's voice was calm.
And so—
"Mmm…"
"Crunch."
Then—
"Crunch…?"
They froze.
They hesitated.
Then—
They chewed violently.
In seconds—they swallowed.
"Mmm~~"
"Ahh~~"
Two extremely satisfied, dangerously seductive moans escaped their throats.
When Zhu Zhuyun was dragged downstairs by Ah Yin—
She froze.
At the scene before her.
Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing were tugging on the same piece of tofu—
"You let go! It's mine!"
"I grabbed it first! You let go!"
Zhu Zhuyun stood on the stairs like she had been struck by heavenly lightning.
Only one thought filled her mind—
It's over…
They've all gone mad.
Meanwhile, outside Feng Ran Pavilion—
Qian Daoliu and the others were chatting happily.
"Hahaha~ Finally, time to experience Senior's sacred field again. I can already smell the fragrance of egg fried rice…"
He stepped inside—
Closed his eyes—
Took a deep breath—
And inhaled.