Angel God Revived? No Vessel?

The Mighty Lion Douluo's earth-shattering roar, every word of it, clearly penetrated into the ears of Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi.

Qian Daoliu's mind went blank.

The sounds of the entire world seemed to disappear, leaving only the pounding of my own heart.

My feet felt light as a feather, and my soul almost left my body, soaring into the clouds.

I... succeeded?

I really won over Xi Xi?!

On the other side, Bo Saixi was also jolted awake from her sincere gratitude, instantly feeling the intense gazes filling the room.

Even she couldn't help but blush on her usually cool and beautiful face.

To make such an intimate gesture in front of so many people was truly unprecedented in her hundreds of years of life.

She withdrew her hand, took a half step back, creating some distance between herself and Qian Daoliu, and coughed lightly, trying to cool down the overly ambiguous atmosphere.

"In short, from today onwards, we are colleagues."

"From now on, we will serve our senior together."

Qian Daoliu grinned and nodded repeatedly, laughing like a 300-pound child.

"Yes! Serving, serving!"

Seeing his silly look, Bo Saixi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.

Immediately, she turned around and strode towards the store entrance as if fleeing, ready to officially begin her career as a security guard.

Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu's instincts compelled him to immediately follow.

When it comes to guard duty, two people should definitely be on duty together!

But just as he lifted his toes, a sharp, dry cough exploded in his ear.

"Cough cough!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo appeared beside him in a flash, his voice low and urgent.

"Big Brother! Big Brother! Let's draw the prize! Your prize hasn't been drawn yet!"

"Don't keep the senior waiting!"

This reminder jolted Qian Daoliu, who was immersed in a pink bubble, awake.

He snapped back to his senses, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

Damn it!

They were so busy talking about love that they completely neglected the true master!

This is a heinous crime deserving him death ten thousand times over!

Qian Daoliu immediately turned around, rushed back to the counter in three steps, and gave Lin Feng, who was on the recliner, a standard ninety-degree bow, his voice full of fear.

"I'm sorry, senior! I... I lost my composure for a moment, I was overwhelmed by joy, please forgive me!"

Lin Feng waved his hand lazily, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

He was internally ranting and raving.

Good heavens, at their age they're still showing off their love in front of me, their single boss! It's absolutely intolerable!

Just wait, I'll put two fewer grains of rice in your Egg Fried Rice another day!

Lin Feng thought to himself, then looked down at the system panel in front of him.

[Random Prize Pool Reward: Angel God Soul Fragment (Last Fragment)]

Really.

He raised his eyes, looked at Qian Daoliu who was standing in front of him with a nervous expression, and announced in a calm voice, "Congratulations."

"The reward this time is still a fragment of the Angel God's soul."

"And it's the last piece."

Qian Daoliu was taken aback for a moment.

Angel God... a fragment of his soul?

He suddenly realized what was happening, and then, an even more intense ecstasy than before exploded from the depths of his soul!

The last one!

I've collected them all!

The Angel God... can be resurrected!

"Boom--!"

It wasn't just him.

The moment he heard those words, all the worshippers in the Worship Hall behind him sprang to their feet from their chairs!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, Mighty Lion Douluo... everyone trembled with extreme excitement, their eyes blazing with intense light!

Angel God!

That is the supreme belief that their Spirit Hall has inherited for thousands of years!

They spent their entire lives following its glory, and now they can witness with their own eyes the Deity of their faith, brought back from the hands of their predecessors!

What an honor!

The other members of the Spirit Hall, such as Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, also showed barely suppressed excitement on their faces.

If the Spirit Hall could gain another god-level expert, their status would rise accordingly.

Only Bibi Dong, upon hearing the words "Angel God," slightly tightened her grip on the teacup, a fleeting hint of disdain and coldness flashing deep within her amethyst-like eyes.

Lin Feng flicked his finger.

The fragment, radiating a sacred light, drifted gently to Qian Daoliu's feet.

Qian Daoliu stretched out his trembling hands and, with an almost reverent gesture, held the fragment in his palms.

"Senior! Thank you so much, senior!"

He was so excited that he was incoherent, and bowed deeply to Lin Feng again.

"This junior will go to the Worship Hall immediately and retrieve the other fragments of the soul. I humbly request that you, senior, use your divine power to resurrect my god!"

Lin Feng had just sent out the fragment and was about to remind him of something.

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Daoliu transformed into a dazzling golden light, carrying the fragments and vanishing without a trace.

That speed was three points faster than when he dodged Bo Saixi earlier.

Lin Feng's remaining words were stuck in his throat, his face filled with speechlessness.

Inside the restaurant, the remaining worshippers were all eager and excited, their faces flushed with excitement, wishing they could fly to the Worship Hall immediately to witness the divine miracle.

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng turned to look at the group of excited old men in the Worship Hall and asked in a strange tone:

"He just didn't know..."

"Does the resurrected Angel God still need a physical body?"

This seemingly casual rhetorical question caused the air in the entire restaurant to freeze instantly.

The worshippers, who were just moments before so excited they felt like they were about to ascend to heaven, were now frozen in place.

The fervor on their faces quickly faded, replaced by the same blank and bewildered expressions.

Everyone stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Ah... this...

That's right.

The souls are complete.

But... where can we put God?

What good is a soul if it doesn't fit into a body?

We can't just let the great Angel God wander around Spirit City in spirit form, can we?

That's not called the return of Deity, that's called a massive haunting!

"Pfft..."

A soft laugh came from the direction of the Pope's dining table, sounding particularly jarring.

Bibi Dong gracefully set down her teacup, a mocking smile playing on her lips, her gaze sweeping undisguisedly over the assembled worshippers.

"A bunch of old guys who've lived for over a hundred years can't even understand such a simple principle."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word she spoke was piercing.

The faces of Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others flushed a deep purplish-red, filled with shame and anger, yet they couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

They were indeed blinded by ecstasy.

"Cough cough!"

Golden Crocodile -Luo coughed twice, trying to break the awkward situation. He looked at his old brothers beside him, his brows furrowed.

"This... this is indeed a big problem."

"Moreover, the Angel God's new body must perfectly match God's soul, otherwise other unforeseen events may occur..."

Mighty Lion Douluo slapped his thigh, wailing with a worried expression, "Where are we supposed to find them?"

"This thing is a million times harder to find than a satisfactory wife!"

The worshippers chatted amongst themselves, and the more they discussed it, the uglier their expressions became.

They were suddenly shocked to realize that this seemingly insurmountable problem was actually an insurmountable chasm!

Just then, two golden lights flashed at the entrance of the restaurant.