Lin Feng rested his chin on one hand, his lazy gaze falling on Light Feather Douluo's slightly youthful face. A half-smile tugged at his lips, his tone as calm as still water.
"I thought that food-wasting Juhua was already bold enough," he said lightly.
"I didn't expect someone even braver—someone who dares to eat here without money."
His voice wasn't loud, nor sharp, yet everyone present—especially Gold Crocodile Douluo—felt their hearts jolt violently.
But Light Feather Douluo?
He didn't care at all.
Instead, he chuckled, casually hooking an arm around Azure Luan Douluo's shoulder like a child clinging to his guardian.
"Senior, you're joking! I've got my third brother here!"
"He's my mobile gold-coin vault!"
Azure Luan Douluo's usually cold face went pitch black, as if someone had dumped ink over it. He wished he could smash this troublemaker's head into the table right now.
Lin Feng listened and nodded faintly, as though acknowledging the logic.
He was about to follow the usual routine—casually "drawing" a reward to conclude the matter.
But at that moment, Light Feather Douluo suddenly shot up his hand like a schoolchild eager to answer a question.
"Wait! Senior!"
"Um… can my reward be a different type?"
Silence.
Absolute, suffocating silence.
Ghost Douluo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Azure Luan Douluo trembled with rage.
Even Bibi Dong, whose mind had only just regained clarity, stared at him in disbelief.
Change… the reward?
How could one bargain with the grace bestowed by a divine being?!
Demon Subduing Douluo clutched his chest in agony, wishing he could seize the opportunity in Light Feather Douluo's place.
But Light Feather Douluo's next words made everyone wonder if their ears were malfunctioning.
Scratching his head, embarrassed yet filled with bright anticipation, he said:
"I feel like fighting and killing are too boring. Having enough strength is enough."
"Senior… could you give me something fun?"
"Something interesting—
the more entertaining, the better!"
The entire Feng Ran Pavilion froze.
Even the air seemed to stop flowing.
Something fun?
Gold Crocodile Douluo opened his mouth, but not a single sound came out. A rush of blood surged to his head.
We're all here chasing the supreme realm—
And you're asking a Divine being… for a toy?!
Just as the atmosphere reached peak absurdity, the familiar voice of the system echoed in Lin Feng's mind.
"Ding! Consumption: 36,000 gold coins."
"System Evaluation: Oh? A peculiar specimen sprouting from the field of leeks."
"While others struggle for ascension, he only wants entertainment."
"But… customers who spend purely for fun are the highest quality leeks! Approved!"
"Random reward generated…"
The corner of Lin Feng's lips curled higher.
Interesting.
He slowly lifted his hands—left hand extended, right palm covering it—cold energy surging between his palms like a rising tide.
"As you wish."
When he opened his hands, there was no blinding golden radiance, no world-shattering pressure.
Only a pure, ultimate ice-blue point of light drifted out from his palm, descending gently in front of Light Feather Douluo.
Crack—
The air around it plunged in temperature, forming delicate crystalline ice blossoms.
Then—light burst forth.
A phoenix carved entirely from ice crystal appeared, palm-sized, feathers glittering brilliantly. It flapped translucent wings and let out a crisp, melodious cry, tilting its head curiously at the dumbfounded Light Feather Douluo.
Its aura—though not overwhelming to a Titled Douluo—had reached the level of a seventy-thousand-year Spirit Beast.
Yet there was no ferocity.
Only purity, agility, and life.
A seventy-thousand-year Ice Wind Phoenix Spirit.
A partner capable of destruction—
and a playmate unlike any other.
"Wow—!!!"
Light Feather Douluo's eyes lit up like twin suns.
He extended a trembling hand. The Ice Wind Phoenix landed lightly on his fingertip, rubbing its tiny head affectionately against his finger.
"So beautiful! So cute!"
"Third Brother, look! It's even rubbing against me! It likes me!"
He shook his head and body in joy, like a child receiving a long-desired toy, completely abandoning any dignity befitting a Titled Douluo.
Azure Luan Douluo rubbed his forehead helplessly, but a faint smile still crept onto his lips.
Gold Crocodile Douluo, however, stood frozen, utterly petrified.
His worldview was shattered… and then shattered again.
So the grace of a divine being… could be this arbitrary?
No.
No—wait.
Everyone's pupils shrank violently.
A chilling realization struck them—
Lin Feng had just created life.
Not conjured it.
Not summoned it.
Created it.
Created.
Life.
This wasn't power.
This wasn't divinity.
This was… the authority of a Creator.
Gold Crocodile Douluo's ancient face twisted in shock.
Create life?
Even the legendary Angel God was incapable of such a thing!
"This… this…"
Azure Luan Douluo's cold voice trembled, horror overwhelming his eyes.
Demon Subduing Douluo slumped weakly into his chair.
He had just celebrated the evolution of his Spirit—
only to realize how insignificant it was now.
This existence before them had already surpassed everything they understood.
Bibi Dong stared intently at the crystalline phoenix chirping in Light Feather Douluo's hands.
Her heartbeat thundered in her chest.
As the inheritor of the Rakshasa God, she understood the meaning of "creating life" better than anyone.
Even Divinities looked up to that authority.
Zhu Zhuyun trembled slightly.
She finally understood what kind of existence she was serving.
A god?
No.
Someone above gods—
an existence beyond comprehension.
In an instant, the gazes of everyone in Feng Ran Pavilion shifted.
No longer mere awe.
But pure, instinctive, soul-deep devotion.
The primal reverence mortals feel when facing their Creator.
Meanwhile, in Lin Feng's heart—
a groundhog-level scream:
Aaaaaaaaahhhh!!!
What are you people imagining again?!
Can't you be normal?!
But externally, he maintained his tranquil, unfathomable divine demeanor.
Showing off feels good once.
Showing off continuously feels continuously good.
But holding the act this long was exhausting.
Still, on the surface, his expression remained unmoved as he turned to Gold Crocodile Douluo.
His eyes seemed to say:
Are you going to draw a prize or not?
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