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Zhu Zhuqing froze.
Thank… someone?
Of course she knew who she ought to thank. If not for the Senior before her—who sheltered her, saved her, and granted her an Immortal Herb—she would still be drowning in despair at Shrek Academy.
But Lin Feng's finger was not pointing at himself.
It pointed at the man whose face was already the color of ashes—
Ning Fengzhi.
"Go," Lin Feng said lightly.
"Thank him properly."
Those two soft words pierced the suffocating silence of the restaurant like a needle.
Ning Fengzhi suddenly looked up.
A faint light rekindled in his dead eyes—
Hope.
But the next second—
Lin Feng's unhurried voice descended like a heel stamping that tiny spark flat.
"If it weren't for his precious granddaughter, Ning Rongrong…"
Lin Feng paused, as if recalling something amusing.
"…looking down on the job of mopping floors and washing dishes here…"
"How could you, the alternative, have become the official one?"
He smiled lazily.
"In essence—his granddaughter personally gave you this opportunity."
"So go. Thank him properly."
BOOM.
Ning Fengzhi's mind went blank.
A buzzing roar drowned out all thought.
He collapsed like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
Just a moment ago, he saw a heavenly opportunity.
And now—
He realized that the one who should have been standing beside the Senior, bathing in divine fortune…
was his own daughter.
His daughter.
Ning Rongrong…
had personally kicked that opportunity away.
"Pfft—!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo instantly sprayed a mouthful of tea, then hurriedly covered his face with his sleeve as if he'd done nothing.
Ghost Douluo's eerie laughter could no longer be suppressed.
Gold Crocodile Douluo and the others looked at Ning Fengzhi's hollow expression with open mockery.
Killing the body was one thing.
Killing the heart?
That was true artistry.
Zhu Zhuyun caught on instantly.
She leaned even closer to Lin Feng, her voice soft and syrupy, both grateful and charming.
"Yes, Zhuqing. You should thank Sect Master Ning properly."
"If Miss Ning hadn't looked down on this place, how would we sisters ever have reconciled—and served Senior together?"
Zhu Zhuqing, after a brief pause, understood everything.
A complicated pity flickered in her eyes when she looked at Ning Fengzhi.
But overriding that pity—
was overwhelming relief.
And fear of what might have been.
She walked to Ning Fengzhi and bowed lightly.
"Thank you, Sect Master Ning."
"And… please thank your cherished daughter."
PFFT—!!!
Ning Fengzhi spurted blood on the spot.
Bright red splattered across the floor—jarring, shocking.
"Sect Master!!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo nearly leapt six feet into the air.
But Ning Fengzhi simply wiped the blood from his lips, forcing a twisted smile uglier than sobbing.
"This… divine maiden jests."
"To be acknowledged by Senior… is entirely your own merit…"
He didn't dare refute.
He didn't dare protest.
He could only swallow it.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo felt their chests tighten painfully.
Their revered Sect Master…
reduced to this.
They hurriedly finished their food and paid the bill—nearly throwing the money onto the counter in panic.
Before Lin Feng even spoke, the System's mocking voice rang in his mind:
"Tsk tsk… these two old men are loyal enough."
"What a pity their family has such a defective granddaughter."
"Consumption amount: Sword Douluo — 21,000 gold coins."
"Evaluation: A sword-obsessed man with a broken heart. Barely a decent leek. Since his sword heart shattered, let's glue it back together!"
"Reward locked: Sword Dao Core Manual — Nine Solitary Swords!"
"Consumption amount: Bone Douluo — 23,000 gold coins."
"Evaluation: A rather tough bone with brute force. Let's make him even tougher!"
"Reward locked: Spirit Origin Evolution — Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Jade Bone!"
"Host reward: 4,400 gourmet points."
Lin Feng yawned lazily.
His gaze swept toward the three who were trying to flee for their lives.
"Stop."
Two soft syllables.
Yet Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo froze as if nailed to the ground.
They turned back stiffly, fear laid bare on their faces.
"S–Senior… your orders?"
Lin Feng lifted his hand.
Two motes of light drifted from his fingertips toward them.
"Your rewards."
The first light merged into Sword Douluo's forehead.
And—
Chen Xin trembled violently.
A blinding brilliance erupted in his once-dead eyes.
A sword technique—so vast it transcended anything on Douluo Continent—flooded into his mind.
"Nine Solitary Swords… General Formula… Sword-Breaking Style… Saber-Breaking Style…"
No spirit rings.
No spirit power.
Only pure Sword Dao, stripping away the concept of the sword and re-forging it from nothing.
All things can be a sword.
All techniques have flaws.
The Seven Kill Sword, stained and humiliated after slashing a chamber pot, now vibrated joyfully in his soul—
His sword heart didn't just mend.
It rebirthed.
The second mote merged into Bone Douluo.
Gu Rong's entire skeleton let out a thunderous roar.
His bones glowed—radiating scorching force.
An unyielding, indestructible might surged from his marrow.
He even had a wild illusion:
Even if I stood still and let a rank 97 Titled Douluo attack me full-force… I might not take any damage.
A heaven-defying transformation.
Had this happened half an hour ago, both men would have knelt down and howled at the sky in ecstasy.
But now?
Their faces twisted with pain—
and terror.
Because they finally understood the cruel truth:
They had received miracles…
But their precious Ning Rongrong had offended the being who casually granted such miracles.
This reward—
Did it signify Senior's goodwill?
Or…
Was it their last meal?
All three—Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo—bowed deeply to Lin Feng once more.
More humble.
More terrified.
Then they fled the restaurant as if chased by demons.
It wasn't until they stepped outside into Spirit City's cold air—
that Ning Fengzhi finally gasped like a drowning man breaking the surface.
He clenched his fists until blood seeped from his palms.
His voice was hoarse and venomous.
"Go to Shrek."
"Tie that rebellious girl back…"
"And make her kneel to death before Senior's door!"
Inside the restaurant—
after the trio left—
Bibi Dong turned to Lin Feng, her voice low.
"Senior… shall we settle the matter cleanly?"
Her words were vague.
But every person present understood.
Sixteen Titled Douluo rose slightly in their seats.
Their gazes locked onto Lin Feng like drawn blades.
As long as he nodded—
Before dawn tomorrow,
the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would no longer exist on Douluo Continent.
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