Boom!
Lin Feng's words exploded in Chrysanthemum Douluo's mind like a thunderclap.
His whole body stiffened.
In just a few seconds, the expression on his face went from confusion to shock, then to blankness, and finally... to utter despair.
The reward level... had been lowered?
D-didn't that mean that getting his hands on that Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum had become a distant dream?!
Now that he was on this damn Observation List, even the reward level would be lowered. How was he supposed to draw an Immortal Herb?
Forget Immortal Herbs. He'd probably have to settle for something like the eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone Ghost Douluo had gotten!
What could he draw in the future, then?
Indestructible socks?
Or self-cleaning underwear?
Wait, that one didn't sound so bad?
Bah! It still couldn't compare to an Immortal Herb!
At the thought of that possibility, Chrysanthemum Douluo felt as if his whole world had collapsed.
The tears he'd just managed to stop poured out again like a floodgate thrown open.
And this time, he cried even harder and more pitifully than before!
"Waaah... my Immortal Herb... my Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum..."
Chrysanthemum Douluo sobbed as he furiously wiped his tears with the "Yue Guan's Sigh" handkerchief.
The more he wiped, the sadder he got; the sadder he got, the more he wiped.
The handkerchief was incredibly absorbent. He'd been wiping for so long, yet it was still spotless.
Ghost Douluo finally came to his senses too. He looked at the wailing Chrysanthemum Douluo, then at the Soul Bone in his hands, and felt a surge of lingering fear.
Luckily, Yue Guan had slapped him awake just now. If he'd actually shouted, "I'll have one of every dish," then what he'd be holding now wouldn't be a Soul Bone, but a "Gui Mei's Repentance" bath mitt.
At the thought, Ghost Douluo instinctively hugged the Soul Bone to his chest.
This was an eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone!
There weren't many like it on the whole continent!
Ignoring Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was crying as if his life depended on it, Lin Feng kept glancing toward the shop entrance.
He was puzzled.
Since Chrysanthemum Douluo had already learned how extraordinary his shop was yesterday, shouldn't he have told plenty of other Titled Douluos about it?
There should have been quite a few people coming to spend money. Compared to yesterday, though, all he'd gained was Ghost Douluo. Where was everyone else?
Lin Feng's gaze passed over Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was still sniffling, and settled on the street outside the shop.
It was deserted.
Aside from a few ordinary people passing by now and then, there wasn't a single Soul Master in sight.
This made no sense!
By Lin Feng's reckoning, after Chrysanthemum Douluo returned, he would surely tell the other Titled Douluos about the shop's wonders.
Then they would come swarming in and line up to spend money.
His points would shoot up in no time!
But the situation now...
Lin Feng furrowed his brow, confused.
Just then, Ghost Douluo seemed to notice his uncertainty.
He carefully put away the precious Soul Bone, then walked over to Lin Feng.
"Senior, are you waiting for customers?"
Lin Feng glanced at him without answering.
But Ghost Douluo was quick-witted and immediately understood what he meant.
"Senior, are you wondering why none of the other Titled Douluos have come?"
Only then did Lin Feng look him directly in the eye. "Hmm?"
Ghost Douluo gave a bitter smile and pointed at Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was still wailing.
"Senior, Yue Guan did tell all the Titled Douluos in the Elder Hall about this place today."
"And then?"
"Then..." Ghost Douluo's expression grew even more awkward. "Not a single person believed him."
Lin Feng blinked.
"They all think Yue Guan is talking nonsense," Ghost Douluo went on. "They don't believe you exist, Senior. The idea that a single meal could raise someone's Soul Power sounds like pure fantasy to them."
"Of course, the main reason is that Yue Guan has no reward from you to show them, so he can't convince anyone."
Lin Feng's eye twitched at that.
So all those Titled Douluos had to see things with their own eyes before they'd believe them. Just hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's story wasn't enough.
After all, Chrysanthemum Douluo really didn't have anything to prove it.
The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum from yesterday had been confiscated, and today he'd drawn nothing but a handkerchief.
If Lin Feng were in their shoes, he wouldn't believe it either.
Lin Feng had to say, this was frustrating.
He'd thought Chrysanthemum Douluo would go back and set off a spending frenzy. Instead, all those Titled Douluos turned out to be stubborn as mules, refusing to believe a word of it.
That left him with a very practical problem—without customers, his Gourmet Points wouldn't go up!
[ Ding! Don't lose heart, useless host. This system believes that one day you'll save up a hundred thousand points! ]
Lin Feng's eye twitched. He wanted nothing more than to drag the lousy system out and beat it to a pulp.
More than anything, though, he was frustrated that he couldn't rake in points.
Couldn't those damn Titled Douluos at least come and see for themselves? Did they have to be so rigid?
As Lin Feng grumbled to himself, Ghost Douluo seemed to sense his irritation.
The elder, who had just obtained an eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone, was carefully stroking his treasure, his mind racing.
Senior seemed unhappy that the other elders hadn't come to spend money.
That wouldn't do!
Senior had treated him so well, granting him such a precious Soul Bone. How could he let Senior down?
With that thought, Ghost Douluo sprang to his feet.
"Senior!"
His voice rang with a resolve and excitement he'd never shown before.
"I'm willing to take the Soul Bone you bestowed upon me and go spread the word right now!"
"I'll show those fools what a true stroke of fortune looks like!"
Lin Feng's eyes lit up at those words.
A quick learner!
Now that was the kind of leek worth harvesting!
Not only did he spend money himself, he even brought in more leeks!
An employee like that was every boss's dream!
Although he was delighted inside, Lin Feng remained perfectly calm on the surface.
"Do as you please."
After a pause, he added:
"If they don't believe it, they don't have to come. I'll merely miss out on experiencing a little more of the mortal world."
Boom!
Those words exploded in everyone's minds like a bombshell!
The mortal world?
Experiencing life?
Ghost Douluo's eyes widened as countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
Could Senior Lin Feng truly be a Deity who had descended to the mortal realm to experience life?
Chrysanthemum Douluo stopped sobbing too, his red-rimmed eyes fixed on Lin Feng.
The three of them—Hu Liena and the others—exchanged stunned looks.
They thought back to the astonishing things Lin Feng had done—
Helping people raise their Soul Power!
Creating Soul Rings out of thin air!
Knocking Chrysanthemum Douluo flat with a single glance!
If Lin Feng really was a Deity, then all of it made sense!
While everyone wondered about Lin Feng's identity, he spoke again in an unhurried voice, sounding somewhat approving.
"But since you have that attitude, you deserve praise."
At the words "deserve praise," Ghost Douluo was so excited he could barely contain himself!
Senior, whose true identity was very likely that of a Deity, had praised him!
That thrilled him even more than getting the eighty-thousand-year Soul Bone!
But that wasn't all. As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, he simply waved a hand, and eleven Immortal Herbs—including the one Chrysanthemum Douluo wanted—appeared before them!