"My sausages can restore Soul Power..."
"But her rice can boost your constitution, heal hidden injuries, and serve as a meal. And that's just the coarse grain the servants eat... coarse grain..."
"Smack!"
As the thought sank in, Oscar finally broke down. He slapped himself hard across the face, threw the sausage in his hand onto the ground, stomped on it twice, and burst into tears.
"Waaah, I don't want to live anymore!"
"The food-type talent I was so proud of isn't even as good as pig feed in her eyes!"
"And I was actually thinking of giving her sausages... Waaah..."
At that moment, it wasn't just Oscar. The faith of every food-type Soul Master across the Douluo Continent had crumbled.
And then it had been trampled into the dirt.
That was only the lowest-grade Spirit Grain, grown in the outermost spirit fields. What about the highest-grade kind?
Or the Spirit Grain grown in the innermost fields?
Couldn't you become a god on the spot with just one bite?
The people of the Douluo Continent swallowed hard. Their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at the low-grade Spirit Grain on the Light Screen, not daring to let their thoughts wander any further.
Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,
Ning Rongrong, the most overbearing and spoiled little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, gazed at that single grain of rice, her beautiful eyes filled with longing.
"If I could eat that kind of rice every day, my skin would definitely get even better, right? Maybe my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could even evolve into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda..."
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Rongrong wants some too~"
Elsewhere, in Spirit City's Pope Palace,
Bibi Dong, who had always maintained her dignified seated posture, abruptly rose to her feet. Her luxurious papal robes stirred as if caught in a wind.
She stared fixedly at the bag of servants' rations on the Light Screen, longing for it with all her heart. Even her fingers, gripping the scepter, had turned white!
"Life force... What astonishingly pure life force!"
"If I could get this rice, I wouldn't need much. Just one bag would let me completely suppress the Rakshasa Grudge within me, rebuild my foundations, and break free of the divine trials to prove my own godhood!"
At the thought, Bibi Dong's breathing grew rapid, and her chest heaved violently. She wished she could lead every Titled Douluo in Spirit Hall straight into that world and claim godhood!
Even the millennium of accumulated wealth and power held by Spirit Hall seemed utterly dim and insignificant beside a single grain of rice!
And this was only the lowest-grade Spirit Grain, grown in the outermost fields.
"Damn it, why wasn't I the one sent to that world?!"
"I'd gladly go there and work as a servant!"
At that very moment, in a shabby blacksmith's shop in Holy Soul Village,
Tang Hao, unshaven and drunk day in and day out, stared blearily at the Sky Screen.
When he saw Zhu Zhuqing bite into that grain of rice and felt the surging life force it released—
"Clatter!"
The cheap jug of ale in Tang Hao's hand fell to the ground and shattered.
In an instant, a light never seen before flared in Tang Hao's murky eyes. He seemed to come back to life in his final moments, then rushed out of the blacksmith's shop.
Then he fell to his knees and reached trembling hands toward the Light Screen in the sky, grasping at it.
"Ah Yin..."
The once-renowned Clear Sky Douluo now wept like a helpless child.
"That rice, brimming with the essence of heaven and earth..."
"With just one grain—no! Even a bowl of rice water!"
"My Ah Yin might be able to take human form again, without having to wait through those endless hundred thousand years!"
Why?
Why had the little girl from the Star Luo Empire been chosen, and not him, Tang Hao?
At that moment, an ordinary grain of Spirit Grain from Perfect World became the supreme god in the hearts of countless powerful figures across the Douluo Continent—something they could yearn for but never attain.
Meanwhile, the livestream on the Sky Screen continued.
After Zhu Zhuqing finished that bite of rice in front of everyone across the Douluo Continent, she felt as if her whole body was brimming with endless energy.
"Now that you're full, get to work."
The Wet Nurse's voice rang out again, this time with a stern edge.
"Besides washing swords, as a candidate, you'll also be responsible for looking after a youngling in the Spirit Beast Garden."
"Remember, that youngling has a bad temper, and its bloodline is exceptionally noble. You must tend to it carefully."
"If it grows thin from hunger, you'll answer for it."
At the mention of caring for a spirit beast, the audience across the Douluo Continent tensed up again.
Especially those deep in the Star Dou Great Forest.
By Life Lake, two enormous beasts lay beside the water, their eyes fixed on the Light Screen overhead, watching with eager anticipation!
One was Er Ming, the Titan Giant Ape, as imposing as a mountain.
The other was Da Ming, the Sky Azure Bull Python, with a bull's head, a serpent's body, and a length of a hundred meters.
As Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts and overlords of the Star Dou Great Forest, they had a natural interest in the beasts of that world.
"Da Ming, what kind of spirit beast do you think they have in that world?" Er Ming asked in a deep, rumbling voice, scratching his head.
At that, a solemn look flashed in Da Ming's enormous bull eyes. Only after a long moment did he reply.
"That ant and that butterfly from before were already beyond our understanding."
"This time, it's a youngling specially kept in the Spirit Beast Garden. I'm afraid... its bloodline will be even more terrifying."
As soon as Da Ming finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing on the Light Screen followed the Wet Nurse into a scenic garden.
The moment she stepped inside, a dense, white mist swept over her, so thick it seemed impossible to disperse.
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath. She felt the Soul Power in her body catch fire and surge wildly, as if she were on the verge of breaking through again.
"The air here..." Zhu Zhuqing stared around in shock.
The Wet Nurse beside her merely replied, "Don't make such a fuss. This is Innate Spirit Mist, brought down from the Nine Heavens by the Immortal Lord. He says it helps spirit beasts grow."
"Let's go."
As they ventured farther in, Zhu Zhuqing walked along a path paved with Dragon Blood Stone. Strange flowers and plants grew on either side of it; the path was far from bare.
That single glance drove Tang San and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, already reeling from one shock after another on the other side of the Sky Screen, completely mad!
"That's..."
On the grounds of Shrek Academy, Tang San's once utterly vacant eyes nearly bulged from their sockets when he spotted a small purple plant swaying in the breeze by the path!
The plant was purple from top to bottom, with nine leaves. Each leaf cradled a dewdrop, and within each droplet, stars seemed to swirl.
"Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma?! No! This aura is ten thousand times stronger and purer than the Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma!"
"Could it be the legendary divine-grade herb, the Nine Heavens Star Ganoderma?!"
Tang San swallowed hard, trembling from head to toe.
The medicinal-herb section of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record flipped wildly through his mind, but not a single entry could match this plant!
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