All Douluo PTSD! Pope, Please Stop Squeezing!

"Familiar?"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

Her amethyst-like eyes were now filled with confusion.

Why would the senior say that?

Throughout her life, all she knew was pain, hatred, and endless despair.

Looking at her expression, which looked like her CPU had burned out again, Lin Feng cleared his throat and slowly uttered a few words amidst everyone's puzzled gazes.

"Your reward is..."

"A completely new body."

Boom!

If the news of Qian Xunji's death was a bombshell...

Lin Feng's words were like detonating a nuclear bomb inside the Maple Dye Pavilion!

Dai Tianfeng jumped to his feet, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

He looked exactly like a toad that had been struck by lightning.

The officials of the Star Luo Empire were collectively petrified, their minds blank, and even their thoughts ceased.

Reconstructing the physical body?!

God, can even do such a world-creating feat so easily?

This is completely beyond their understanding of "powerful".

It should be understood that even Peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine would die on the spot and have their soul dissipate if their physical body was destroyed!

At this moment, they felt their scalps tingle and their souls tremble. Their awe of Lin Feng had risen to an immeasurable and even unimaginable level.

Qian Renxue, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly trembled.

She subconsciously ignored Qian Xunji's matter, slowly raised her head, and a strange light, as dazzling as a star, burst forth in her empty, lifeless golden eyes.

A new body...

If the mother has a new body, does that mean she can completely escape that nightmare from the past?

If... if Mother no longer possessed that body that bore all the humiliation and pain.

Then, wouldn't this "proof of sin" no longer be so glaring?

Does this mean that the deep-seated hatred will also lessen?

A glimmer of unprecedented hope, like the first green shoot in the desert, quietly sprouted in Qian Renxue's desolate heart.

At the center of all this, Bibi Dong froze completely.

In her world, all sound disappeared.

A new... body?

How could she escape this filthy shell that she had loathed for over twenty years, a shell that constantly reminded her of her humiliating past?!

She felt as if she had been drowning for over twenty years, and finally, just before she suffocated, she was suddenly pulled to the surface and breathed her first breath of fresh air!

"Tick-tock."

A drop of warm liquid landed on the back of her hand.

Bibi Dong raised her hand blankly, only to realize that she was already in tears.

These are not tears of sorrow, but tears of liberation, tears of rebirth!

She could barely contain the urge to burst into laughter.

This means she will completely sever ties with the past!

She can start over!

Even...

Bibi Dong's gaze drifted uncontrollably towards Lin Feng behind the counter, her eyes burning with a intensity that seemed to ignite the air.

She could even be like Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing, displaying the purest and most flawless demeanor.

She should stand openly and honestly beside him, and pursue the "happiness" she had longed for!

"Cough cough."

Lin Feng felt a little uneasy under her burning gaze, which carried a hint of... infatuation. He quickly coughed twice, interrupting her whimsical fantasy.

Don't get too excited yet.

A mischievous thought suddenly popped into Lin Feng's head. He coughed lightly and slowly added the second half of the sentence:

"This is the same as the Martial Soul from last time."

"You still need to sculpt the 'raw form' of this body yourself."

The words had barely left his mouth.

"Puff--!"

Just as Demon Bear Douluo picked up his teacup to calm his nerves, he spat out a mouthful of tea, spraying it all over Ghost Douluo's face.

Ghost Douluo wiped the tea off his face, but unusually, he did not get angry.

Because his face had turned green.

It wasn't just him.

In the Spirit Hall camp, apart from Qian Daoliu, all the Title Douluo collectively suffered from PTSD (Post-traumatic Stress Disorder) instantly.

Those two shiny, still slightly wriggling "prehistoric giant fat maggots" crawled into their minds again like the most terrifying nightmare!

Their faces turned a deep purplish-red at that moment, as if they had all been poisoned.

Vomit--

"No... no way..." Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes twitched violently.

Bibi Dong's smile froze on her face.

"Pinch"?

It's "pinching" again?!

She subconsciously looked down at her hands.

These hands can grasp the scepter and command the entire Spirit Hall, and can conjure Spider Spear to kill people invisibly.

But only...

Artistic creation is prohibited!

"Damn it, the memories of the dead are suddenly attacking me."

The Demon Bear Douluo muttered to himself, clutching his head and groaning in pain.

"Shut up! Shut up now!"

Spirit Kite Douluo screamed and covered his mouth, but couldn't help gagging herself.

The scene was so beautiful that they never wanted to relive it again in their lives!

They would rather go out and fight a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast right now than experience that kind of mental pollution again!

"Senior..."

Bibi Dong's voice trembled with tears as she looked pitifully at Lin Feng.

"Could you...?"

She twisted her fingers, hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Could you... like last time, 'help me out'?"

Just kidding, let her pinch it herself?

She was afraid that she would end up sculpting a giant, fat, human-shaped maggot!

At that point, she might as well be dead!

However, Lin Feng was unusually "heartless" this time.

He crossed his arms, leaned against the counter, and adopted a posture of watching a good show.

"No."

Lin Feng refused decisively.

"I cannot help those who don't put in any effort, or even dare to try."

"Besides, if you don't take care of your own body, why should you expect others to?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong was instantly on the verge of tears, and her whole being collapsed.

It's over, it's all over.

Is her new life about to end before it even begins, because of her own clumsiness?

Seeing Bibi Dong's despairing expression, as if the sky had fallen, Lin Feng slowly added the last sentence.

"Considering your... special circumstances."

"After you complete the 'rough' shaping, I can give you a free 'refinement' and 'enhancement' to ensure the finished product meets basic aesthetic standards."

"!!!"

Even a rollercoaster ride from hell to heaven couldn't be more thrilling!

Bibi Dong suddenly raised her head, her spirits rising from the ashes!

"Thank you so much, senior! I will definitely work hard!" Bibi Dong said repeatedly, her voice trembling with emotion.

As long as it can be repaired!

As long as it can be fixed!

As long as Lin Feng is willing to step in and cover for her, even if she creates a stick figure, it can eventually become Venus!

Lin Feng stopped talking nonsense. He raised his hand and pointed lightly at the open space in front of Bibi Dong.

"Buzz--"

A ripple spread through the space.

The next moment, a whole piece of "soil" radiating a soft golden light, as white as mutton fat jade, appeared out of thin air in front of Bibi Dong.

That piece of "soil" was a full cubic meter in size, exuding a rich life force; just one glance at it was enough to refresh one's mind and spirit.

"This is 'Creation Shaping Clay,' which is extracted from the primordial essence of the world at its inception."

Lin Feng casually explained, "This amount is more than enough to sculpt a perfect physical body."

"Once you've sculpted it sufficiently, I will assist your soul in a leap, a complete transformation."

Looking at the extraordinary "soil" before her, Bibi Dong felt a surge of anticipation and trepidation.

But just as she rolled up her sleeves, ready to get to work...

"Etc."

Lin Feng suddenly called out to her.

Bibi Dong was taken aback. "Is there anything else you need, Senior?"

Lin Feng's expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

For once, a rare hint of... embarrassment appeared on his perpetually indifferent face.

Lin Feng coughed lightly, looked around, and found that everyone was listening intently.

He frowned and beckoned to Bibi Dong with his finger.

"Come here a little."

Although Bibi Dong didn't understand why, she obediently moved closer until the two of them were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

Lin Feng lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, in a volume only the two of them could hear:

"Remember, this time it's different from creating Martial Soul; you're creating a complete body."

"So when you're creating it, remember... be comprehensive."

Bibi Dong blinked. "Comprehensive?"

Lin Feng tried his best to maintain his superior demeanor, but his tone was somewhat unsteady.

"It's not just about appearance."

"Some... um... the 'details' and 'structure' under the clothes... you can't forget that either."

"Otherwise..." Lin Feng paused, his expression extremely subtle, "It might be a bit troublesome to 'use' it then..."